บททั้งหมดของ SOLD TO A MAFIA AT SIXTEEN : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Mr. Mark walked into Shawn's office, and Shawn welcomed him warmly, his expression friendly and inviting. He offered Mr. Mark a seat, and they sat down. Shawn got up and walked to his little bar in his office, his movements fluid and relaxed. He took a bottle of white wine and two glasses, poured the drink into each cup, and handed one to Mr. Mark. They clinked their glasses together, and Shawn's expression turned sociable, his eyes sparkling with warmth."It's a surprise to see you here," Shawn said, his tone friendly and curious. "Yeah," he said, taking a sip of his drink. He cleared his throat, his expression turning determined. "You should know why I am here." "I know, I am sorry if I have been delaying the feedback," he said, his tone apologetic, as he sip his drink. "I know, I know it came as a shock to you, but I will really mean a lot to me and my daughter. She really likes you, and she can't wait to be with you," he said, his tone enthusiastic. "I didn't mean to dis

Violet entered the living room, and a fragrance of air conditioning greeted her. Everywhere was cozy and sparkling with light, and she was amazed as she stared around the place, unknowingly to her that someone was observing her from upstairs, smiling.Her expression turned impressed, her eyes widening in awe. "Why does this place command an aura like that of Shawn's?" she thought.A voice interrupted her from the stair, and she turned surprisedly, her eyes darting upward. "You seem impressed by my house," the voice said.She looked up to see a young, vibrant man, similar to Shawn, climbing down the staircase with a smile. Violet's eyes were fixed on him,, her eyebrows raising. She wondered who he was. "Please have a seat," he offered, gesturing to a nearby chair.He said, welcoming, his eyes warm.The two guards bowed to him and moved to stand behind him as he took his seat. His expression turned confident, his eyes sparkling.Violet's face turned cautious, her eyes narrowing. "Who

Violet turned on the phone and dialed the number on the note to find out who bought the phone for her. She connected it on airpond so she and Mabel could listen in. When the phone rang, someone answered from the other end.Violet's expression turned expectant, her eyes sparkling. Mabel's expression turned curious, her eyebrows raising."Hello, Angel, I can see you got my present already," Sly said from the other end of the phone, his voice smooth and charming. "Sly? Is that you?" she asked, her voice hesitant. "Yes, it's I. Do you like your new phone?" he asked. "Um, it's beautiful, but why buy me a phone?" she asked. "Well, I found out you don't have a phone, so I decided to surprise you with one," he said from the other end of the phone. She sighed, her eyes avoiding Mabel's gaze. "Thank you, but I can't accept this," she said.Mabel's expression turned questioning, her eyebrows raising. She leaned in, her eyes fixed on Violet. "Why not?" he asked. "It's quite expensive, a

The next morning, Violet was having her breakfast alone in the dining table, looking happy, her expression turned radiant, her eyes sparkling. She was savoring each bite, her face relaxed.Just then, Shawn came out of his room, dressed up for work, his eyes calm. He came to the dinner table to see Violet's smiling face."Good morning," Violet said cheerfully, lher eyes shining.Shawn stared confusedly at her as he took a sip from his coffee. "Why are you so happy?" he asked, his voice firm. "Why? Can't I be happy?" she said, her voice rising. "Is it about the phone?" he asked, his voice teasing. Violet nodded, her expression turned enthusiastic, her eyes sparkling. "Why are you so excited about the phone, or do you plan to get a boyfriend now that you have a phone?" he teased, his voice playful. "That's the number one reason," she said, her voice sly.Shawn was surprised, his eyebrows shooting up. "I will take the phone from you if you dare bring a guy to this house," he said,

The next day, Shawn was having his lunch alone in the dining table, his eyes focused on his food. Violet came out of her room to join him."You are up, how are you feeling?" Shawn asked. Violet frowned at him, her eyes narrowing. "What? Why that look? Has the fever affected your physical expression?" Shawn teased, Violet scoffed, her eyes flashing. "Why did you do it?" she asked unfriendly, her voice firm. "Do what?" he asked, nonchalant and continuing to eat. "You know what I am talking about, about yesterday when...when," she gulped nervously. "When I forced you to take your drugs," he said, and Violet frowned deeper. "You didn't force me, you took advantage of me by using your mouth to feed me," Violet said, her voice firm. Shawn care less, his face turned unbothered, his eyes focused on his food. "You were stubborn and I needed to teach you a lesson," he said. "By stealing my first kiss from me," she said, her voice trembling. "I didn't kiss you, that wasn't a kiss," he