All Chapters of The Ruthless Mafia: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

11"But this isn't my job. I'm not selling myself," she said with a great panic attack.Especially since the man immediately whispered, "Serving me is your job."Without warning, Nightroe’s large hands pulled her legs back so she was lying on her back again. Svanna felt the terrible thrusts almost made her cry, but a light touch soon calmed her. Nightroe only did that brief action, even quickly removing the stray strands of hair around her face and how those sapphire eyes stared at her lips without adding any comment.It felt too sudden, and their kiss left a sensation that Svanna couldn't avoid. She tried to stop Nightroe's hand when he made another move. He traced several parts of her body—eliciting a brief response, but Svanna tried hard to restrain herself.She instinctively touched Nightroe's hand. Stopping him from slipping his fingers under her thin underwear.A faint growl made Svanna feel uncertain. Nervous; between letting Nightroe continue or continuing to prevent the man's

"Good news, Sir. Miss Whitney has made remarkable progress after four years of waiting. I can't say for sure when she will regain consciousness, but it could be very soon. Talk to Miss Whitney often; it will send positive signals to her brain and help her improve significantly."Svanna had to hold her breath when she accidentally stepped into the hospital corridor, then hid behind a curved wall. Nightroe was there, talking to a doctor. She was sure that the way her husband was paying serious attention there was a sign of his concern for Yohanna.Yohana Whitney. Svanna could never forget that woman's last name. She had hoped she wouldn't remember anything about the events of four years ago, but it was all in vain. Every detail that happened between them, she never forgot a single thing.It was painful to see the look of hope on Nightroe's face when he heard the good news about Yohana's condition. Svanna unconsciously clutched the fabric of her clothes. She squeezed it gently, as if tha

15Suddenly, Nightroe leaned in, whispering too close. An action that made Svanna's hair stand on end. She wasn't challenging him. Was simply showing her rejection. It wasn't the same thing. After all, Nightroe never knew that something inside her was playing the role of pain—which was slowly preparing a huge wave to crash onto the rocks."I don't know where you're going, Nightroe. Last night you exhausted me. Give me time to rest."Svanna had chosen her words carefully so as not to hurt anyone's feelings. However, she was mistaken if she thought Nightroe would immediately understand. The man suddenly pulled her hips closer, closing the remaining distance between them—again—then gave her a kiss she hadn't expected at all. She gasped, grimacing when Nightroe bit her lower lip hard. "Come with me or you'll never get the chance to see your father again?"Was that a threat?Svanna stared at the man in disbelief. Nightroe was truly a master manipulator. There was no choice. The only thing

The first time she stepped inside, Svanna tried to be friendly, offering a slight smile, even though it felt like facing a spill of water in freezing temperatures. A woman—apparently alone, watching over the store—showed an inappropriate reaction, as if her arrival here would only leave a huge mess. This was enough to make her hesitate to even start a conversation. It was better to abandon the desire to ask questions; Svanna would look around on her own, searching for something that caught her attention. Tentatively, her fingertips touched a dark-colored dress. Svanna couldn't avoid the sparkle there. She was mesmerized and maybe... that dress would be her first choice here."Get your dirty hands off that expensive dress."Someone's voice dragged Svanna back to reality. She immediately looked up and found the woman who had been staring at her cynically from the beginning, immediately snatching the dress that was almost completely in her grasp.She couldn't believe she was being trea

The only thing Svanna needed to think about was finding the most appropriate answer to Nightroe's question."I'm part of the Sullivan kingdom now, right? I'm your wife. I think I have a little right to decide what's right and wrong for you to do."Nightroe might see her as very brave. But the truth was... Svanna desperately holding back. She was afraid. Nightroe suddenly grabbed her waist tightly while keeping their steps away from the boutique."It seems I married an angel without wings. You can choose to remain silent or take her place?"A whisper made Svanna look at the man in disbelief. Threatening her was the most appropriate action. At least, the remnants of sanity hanging behind her shoulders still spread a sense of fear so that she would take every step more carefully. More to ensure that the risks she faced were no worse than they were now. There was no denial. Svanna surrendered when Nightroe forced her into the car; sitting in the front passenger seat. She would silently s