All Chapters of The Mafia's Enemy: Owning the Doctor: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Together with the dancing lights, a lot of people danced along to the music, too. While Georgia was just sitting by the corner with a glass of wine. The lights danced around her, but she didn’t feel like dancing at all. Well, to be exact, she had never danced on the floor together with a lot of people. After all, her life revolved around her goals in life that she didn’t have the time to go to bars and party with the others.“Don’t feel like dancing?” Primo beside her asked. Like her, he didn’t feel like dancing, either. Georgia just glanced at him and smiled awkwardly. They just sat in the corner watching the others enjoying the music, while they enjoyed their drinks. The moment she finished one, all of the sudden, she felt being called by nature.The glasses of juices and wine had finally bore results. Georgia stood up and told Primo that she’s just off to the comfort room. Primo offered his company, but the woman chose to just go alone. The comfort room was just easily spotted–that

Desperate and aggressive, Primo couldn’t break off their lips desperately claiming each other’s, dripping some of their shared saliva. His hand grabbed Georgia’s neck, having her back leaned on the bamboo tree backrest. Then his free hand grabbed her thigh toward his waist, as if telling her to curl it around him.Feeling hot and aroused, Georgia grabbed his neck to deepen the kiss when she felt his bulge rubbing on her wet mound, still covered with her panty. Georgia can’t take it anymore. Every sensitive zone of her body was stimulated by his playful touch–he didn’t even let her ear pass and bit it, releasing one deep moan from her mouth.It’s always at this moment when Georgia feels like she’s different from what she has known about herself. She wasn’t so desperate to have sex with Lawrence in the past, but Primo does something to her. Not to mention, his touch sometimes hurts her like his hand on her neck right now. But… it’s weird that she found even more pleasure from it with hi

Mind full of questions and curiosity, Lily returned to the building with her brows sinking. Is she supposed to tell the CEO about that strange man who talked with Lawrence? Well, probably, since the CEO asked for anything she could find about him. But that’s not the only thing that bothered her…That strange man in a business suit… How did he know that Primo went to that beach? Lily knew about it, because Georgia invited her. But that man… who is he? Why did he tell Lawrence that it was up to him what to do with that information? There’s a lot of information, but Lily couldn’t connect them. What actually is the deal between Lawrence and Primo?God, Lily wanted to know them so bad! She’s going to ask her uncle! Before that, she has to report to the CEO first. But she was taken to a halt upon seeing the same strange man in a business suit come out of the CEO’s office. Lily’s eyes dilated in shock when their gazes met, which hinted recognition. Meanwhile, the strange man just looked down

“They’re dead.” Lawrence remarked after checking everyone’s pulse. Unfortunately, no one survived from the poison. Whoever put something on their food, they did ensure that it was a fatal poison. And speaking of, those two who came in to deliver this food might have something to do with it.Lawrence was about to pull up from checking one of the corpses, when his eyes caught something suspicious. His eyes narrowed at the paper stuck at Juancho’s plate. He instantly went in his direction and grabbed the paper. ‘It’s payback time!’ - P Lawrence stared at the words written on it with his furrowed brows, which quickly shifted into the face of anger upon realizing the person behind this murder. Trembly gripping on the paper, a chuckle escaped from his lips when he remembered the cunning face of Heinrich. Did he just get tricked by that bastard?!He gave him information just for him to attack Freegal?! And by the looks of this letter, it says ‘P’, which he could only think of Primo’s name.

Fortunately, it was a missed shot. Everyone in the car was alarmed. The phone call connected to Klein was quickly dropped, initiated by Primo. While Manuel sped up, Jennifer and Georgia in the back couldn’t hide the shock in their faces. “What was that?!” Jennifer exclaimed. She attempted to roll down the windshield to take a look outside, when Primo stopped her from doing so. The car was heavily tinted, so whoever held the sniper would have a hard time identifying his target. It might not look that way, either, unfortunately. The shooter could fire at all of them–or maybe, they are the entire target. That’s a different story now.“He’s after us.” Primo muttered, catching everyone’s attention–even Manuel beside him moved his head to his direction for a second. Primo averted his gazes to the rearview mirror, aiming his eyes at Georgia who received his gazes shortly. They knew who he meant, so did Jennifer who easily caught up with them.“How did he know your location, boss? Anyone ot