All Chapters of Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King : Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Dad and I used to go there because it was quiet and calm. The scenery was even more beautiful than it was here. I wondered if the message had anything to do with that house. Would I find anything helpful if I went there?It didn’t make any sense yet, but it wouldn’t hurt to try, just in case.Just as I picked up my phone to send a text to Andrei about visiting the lake house, I heard the screeching of tires outside.I hurried to the window to see who it was. Only Andrei knew I was here. He’d placed four guards outside, yet he’d also instructed me to be on alert and call him if I suspected anything. After the whole showdown with Gavril, I knew better than not to take his warning seriously.I still had nightmares from that day, but rather than my cries, it was Gavril’s screams I heard. I should’ve been terrifiedof Andrei—horrified that he could do that to a man. Instead, I found some comfort in knowing that he would never let anyone who hurt me get away with it.Maybe I wasn’t all that

GiselleThe drive to the lake house was the worst two-hour drive of my entire life. My stomach churned endlessly, and my heart wouldn’t stop hammering in my chest as I desperately prayed we would find the clue we were looking for here.Andrei sat beside me, gripping the wheel with precision. Another car tailed closely behind us, and Dobryn and two other men were inside.It’d been a relief to finally come clean to Andrei about Dad being a double agent and everything else he’d told me the night he came to see me.To be frank, I’d expected Andrei to be raging mad at me as I told him everything. He’d been rightfully upset, but he’d understood me and even comforted me.That moved something inside of me, and for the first time, I believed he truly cared about me, perhaps way more than I could ever comprehend.I stared out the window, watching the dense forest stretch out on both sides of the winding road. The sun had gone down already, and the headlights were barely cutting through the dark

AndreiEgor sat back in his leather chair, drumming his fingers against the armrest. His gaze bore into mine sharply.A day had passed since the showdown with the police at the lake house. Luckily, we’d managed to escape after the fire, and Dobryn had his ear on the ground for any news—anything that could implicate Giselle—but there wasn’t any so far.But that wasn’t the end of everything.I’d gotten a text from Egor an hour ago about meeting him in one of the casinos owned by the Bratva in the city. He’d recently picked an interest in this place, and as old as it was, I had to admit it was one of the best we had.Our frequent visitors were politicians, heads of other criminal organizations, and corrupt cops.The music blaring from the speakers outside somehow seeped into the office, while the smell of cigarettes wafted in through the gap between the door and the frame.I sat on the velvet couch across from the mahogany desk where Egor was sitting, gaze pinned on him as I tried to see

And there was no way in hell I was going home tonight without the damn camellias.***When I got home, Giselle was standing in the living room, arms crossed, waiting. Her hair was loose, falling in dark waves over her shoulders. Her lips parted slightly as her gaze dropped to the box in my hands.She held her chest and exhaled. She ran to me, pressing up on her toes to hug me.I snaked one arm around her waist, hugging her back. She smelled jasmine and vanilla tonight—delicious and sweet.“I was so worried, Andrei,” she whispered, hugging me tightly, as if I would vanish into thin air if she pulled away. “You told me you were coming home hours ago.”I pulled back first and pressed a kiss on the top of her head. “I was coming home until I saw something that looked just as beautiful as you.”She peered at the box again but completely ignored it. “Did you get into trouble? Was thePakhanmad at you?”I looked at her long and hard—the way her brows creased with worry and her emerald eyes da

I swam toward him, resting my elbow on the edge just by his feet and tilting my head to look at him. “It’s called a two-piece swimsuit.”“Ah, I see.” He whipped his head around and glared at his guards, a silent signal for them to look away.I laughed. He hadn’t just grown more protective; he’d become even more possessive and jealous as well. It was cute to see. “You know they’ve been watching me swim every day for weeks now, right?”“Well, they’re not allowed to watch you swim anymore. No man is allowed to watch you swim beside me.”I huffed. He’d just saved me from having to discuss the bodyguard situation. “How was work today, husband?”“I had a couple of meetings with thePakhanand a couple of members of the Bratva. All I could think of while I was there was coming back home to you.” He placed a finger beneath my chin and leaned in. “I missed you.”“Me, too.” I squinted and grinned. “I think I missed you more.”He pretended to think for a moment. “I doubt it.”Something about the w