Semua Bab The Ruthless Mafia: Bab 121 - Bab 130

"You must listen to your husband's words, Anna. Don't be careless like you were earlier. Now, you should rest."Heldfan ended his statement with a slight smile, then the middle-aged man glanced at Nightroe, as if there was something else he wanted to say."Anna looks tired, Nightroe. Don't do anything to her. Let her rest."Right. As Heldfan continued, Svanna instinctively looked at Nightroe. Vaguely... the man's jaw seemed to twitch, but no protest was uttered until her father had actually left.Svanna waved her hand briefly, then rested her face on Nightroe's chest. The man immediately stepped away, heading for their room. In the end, they were wrong in assuming that Heldfan didn't understand the hidden code in Nightroe's actions.Now, the man's desire must be swallowed whole. Svanna would not deny that her father was right—Heldfan's confession made a hot sensation spread across her cheeks, but she was tired and had never wanted to serve Nightroe. This should be considered punishmen

Nightroe wholeheartedly agreed that they should go on their honeymoon. It was a decision that clearly left Svanna unable to imagine what the future held. She couldn't protest much, even though so many feelings of rejection had formed a huge lump in her mind. After getting what he wanted—her body—Nightroe just left. His bad behavior clearly made Svanna very disgusted. Whether it was an old habit or the man really couldn't lie still for a moment while they were still in the same bed together. Svanna clearly didn't have the courage to keep Nightroe by her side. They hadn't had any contact for some time. After all, something inside Svanna pushed her ego to forbid them from talking to each other. The incident in Nightroe's office still left her with a sad sense of amazement. The marks from the man's blows still felt wet on her back. Only here was she faced with the need to prepare herself."Can you tell your co-worker that I will really need a portable stove at the villa? Can she prepar

"What exactly do you want to do, Nightroe? Did something hit your head hard?" In the end, Svanna couldn't hold back any longer. Immediately asked the question, confident that Nightroe would understand the various forms of confusion that had caused a storm between them. The man's touch was still the same—leaving a strange sensation that Svanna didn't understand. She hadn't tried to protest again, and now... Nightroe had led her to look up; they made eye contact—a fleeting shadow there, leaving not even the slightest clue. "Why didn't you tell me that what happened four years ago had nothing to do with you?"Suddenly, the man brought up a topic of conversation that she had never imagined. Svanna's brow furrowed in confusion. She tried hard to understand the meaning of Nightroe's statement just now. It had been so long. Why was it being questioned now?"What do you mean?" She didn't want to jump to conclusions. Let Nightroe explain the rest when the tension between them didn't cause a

They arrived at the island where they would spend time alone together. Nightroe still used the same method to carry Svanna to the room. She swayed on the man's shoulders as she faced the stairs. Dizziness still overwhelmed her, but also... Svanna quietly dug her fingernails into her husband's back. She deliberately wanted to retaliate against everything Nightroe did, even though the man showed no significant reaction. He was still too calm when he took the rough action of throwing her onto the bed.Svanna could feel the soft bounce. She didn't protest when several of Nightroe's employees followed them into the room, carrying their belongings. They placed their suitcases and bags in the corner of the room, then excuse themselves to their boss, who was still standing tall.Nightroe's face was half turned away, perhaps waiting for the moment when his bodyguards left the two of them here."I have some business to take care of. Make sure you don't wander off anywhere before I return."Sv

“Anna, open the door!”“I need my painkillers!”The loud banging on the door almost made Svanna freeze in place. She hadn’t finished anything yet. She had just stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped only in a towel, but... Nightroe’s statement had left something that clearly drew her in.Painkillers...How stupid.Svanna had completely forgotten about them. Not about what they had been through recently. Last night, Nightroe had repeatedly asked her to open the door. There was no significant reason. The man had simply claimed that they should have slept together. Likewise, Svanna had not paid any attention.Enough now. Nightroe's words were the most crucial part to underline. Another memory immediately came to mind. Svanna realized that the man was sometimes not well, and unfortunately...Something Nightroe had put in her bag before they actually left on their trip. Was it possible?An urge within Svanna immediately pushed her towards the sofa. She put the bag there. She hadn't touched a