บททั้งหมดของ Tied To The Mafia Boss: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Alison.“What’s a pretty rider girl like you doing out here all alone?” Rodrigo asked moving closer to me.I tried to regain myself flashing him a warm smile. “Don’t call me that,” I said in a low tone and he laughed.The sound was loud, and it seemed to be never-ending. “Are trying to find humans to ride is that why you’re out here?” Rodrigo asked after his laughter subsided.“I don’t find that funny,” I said, crossing my hand above the other.“I’m just messing with you, darling.” He said in a mocking tone. “But tell me, what are you really doing here?” I hesitated, my mind thinking of an answer that wouldn’t incriminate me—or Damien. After several thoughts, an idea finally popped up in my head.“My friend ditched me,” I lied, shrugging. “She’s not answering my calls, and I have no idea how I’m getting back to the hotel.” Rodrigo studied me, his dark eyes unreadable. Then, to my surprise, he smiled. “I could take you to your hotel.” I blinked, caught off guard. “Don’t you need t

DamienThe past few days have been the most devastating moments of my life, watching Alison come back from her horse riding lessons with Rodrigo was starting to eat away at me. Every evening, she returned with no tangible information, yet her face glowed with a smile that made my blood boil. I hated seeing her like that. Was it jealousy? Perhaps. I hadn’t been able to make her smile like that in all the time she had been here, yet Rodrigo had her laughing and glowing as if her life wasn’t dangling by a thread. The thought of it made my skin crawl.That evening, as she stepped into the apartment, I couldn’t control myself. The sight of her bright smile pushed me over the edge. I grabbed her roughly by the arm, yanking her into the room before she could even drop her bag. "What the hell is this game you’re playing, Alison?" I demanded, in a sharp tone.She looked at me, startled. "What game? What are you talking about?" I let out a bitter laugh, releasing her arm but stepping closer.

AlisonThe next morning, I woke up with a heavy feeling in my chest. Last night’s events played on a loop in my mind—Damien’s outburst, his threats, and the way he’d shoved me toward the edge of that rooftop. It left me shaken, but I knew better than to let my fear show.As I stepped out into the hallway. My eyes fell on Damien. The tension between us couldn’t be ignored as we stared into each other’s eyes.I hesitated for a moment, but before I could walk past him, he flashed me the same cold expression he’d worn the night before.“Here,” he said, thrusting a small packet into my hand. I stared down at it, wondering what could be inside.“What is this?” I asked, in a low tone, that seemed to come out as a whisper.“Something to spike Rodrigo’s drink,” he replied flatly. “If he invites you to his home—which I’m sure he will—make sure you add this to his drink. It’ll knock him out for a good while giving you some time to get the contract.”I nodded, slipping the packet into my pocket.

AlisonI remained in a frozen state, still trying to come up with something to say. No single idea has popped up in my head and the man with the gun was shooting me a glare. My heart pounded violently as I stared at him.“I wouldn’t ask you again!” The man spoke up finally breaking the silence. “Who the hell are you?”I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing came out.My silence only seemed to infuriate him more.“Speak, or I’ll blow your brains out!” he yelled, stepping closer. His gun didn’t waver, his dark eyes narrowing at me as if daring me to say the wrong thing.‘Come on, Alison!’ I begged myself. ‘Think of something!”‘Anything!’“I-I’m a friend of Rodrigo,” I blurted out as that thought crawled into my mind.“mentirosa,” he spat, his lips curling in disgust. “Tell the truth!”I was about to speak again, though I didn’t know what I’d say when a familiar voice caught my attention. I turned backward and my face landed on Damien.Now, he shows up!“She doesn’t answer to you,” Dam

Damien“If we take this route things. It would be easier for us to step into their territory.” Hugh said.I nodded, glancing at him before I continued pacing the study.“Is it better we execute the plan now or later?” His voice picked up, and I halted mysteps,turning to look at him.“I feel anytime is best!” My reply was short and Hugh’s voice picked up afterwards.From the serious expression on his face. It was clear he was talking about something important, but my mind was elsewhere—on her. Alison.Every time I tried to focus on what he was saying, her face surfaced in my mind.Her sharp tongue, the way her eyes lit up when she was angry, and the way her presence seemed to shift the air in any room she entered.My jaw clenched as I muttered under my breath, “Fuck.” Why couldn’t I get her out of my head?Hugh paused, probably noticing my distraction. “You listening, man?”“Yes,” I lied, waving a hand for him to continue. He went on, but I barely registered his words.My thoughts drif