บททั้งหมดของ Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

I’d mastered the art of being unseen. I was afraid that if I opened my mouth, I would either scream or fall apart, and neither would satisfy her. Not in the way she wanted. Celeste had walked closer to him, each click of her heels echoing off the marble like a countdown. She stopped beside him and, without hesitation, placed her hand on his shoulder. Her fingers curled there, possessive. Like she had always had the right and he had not stopped her. He didn’t shrug her off. I wanted to scream. I wanted to break something. Instead, I stood there, chest heaving, fists clenched so tightly my nails cut into my palms. “I see she’s speechless,” Celeste said lightly, glancing back at me. “Or maybe just overwhelmed. This house can do that to you. Or maybe it’s the man who comes with it.” She leaned closer to him. “He has that effect, doesn’t he?” Alessandro sipped his drink. “You’re not staying here,” I finally said, voice hoarse. Celeste’s eyes lit with delight. “Of course I am

Rue’s POVThe gunshot shattered everything. Everything I was about to give up to that handsome, devilish man.It rang out so violently it echoed in my chest, reverberating like thunder behind my ribs. My breath caught. When Alessandro’s entire body shifted in an instant, and his controlled tension snapped into something more primal, I knew it was dangerous.He moved in front of me without hesitation, drawing a sleek black pistol from beneath his jacket. His voice was sharp, low.“Don’t move.” He had said before he was gone and I know better than to disobey him this time. He didn't go through the front door of the study or back the way he came. He turned toward the back wall, toward that hidden panel I had uncovered only hours before, and disappeared into it like smoke When the secret door sealed behind him with a soft click, I was alone again.The silence stretched until it felt like a scream pressed to my ears. I stared at the space he had vanished into, pulse thudding so hard I co

Rue’s POVI didn’t sleep. I could not bring myself to. Even when I closed my eyes to try to sleep, I couldn’t turn off my brain. It kept working nonstop.The image of my mother’s signature, so clean, so bold, burned itself into the back of my mind. She hadn’t been dragged into this world. She’d signed her way into it. Willingly and on purpose.And then she vanished, but at least now I know a lot about her that I didn't know before. Now I was here. In the belly of the same beast. Maybe that could not have been a coincidence at all. This was all too crazy! I can't believe this! When the first rays of sunlight touched the windows, I was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring at the photograph I had taken from the file. My mother, young and composed, holding me, an infant swaddled in pink, unaware of the world I had been born into.My skin prickled. Like something just beyond my reach was watching, waiting, and planning to devour me, but surprisingly I feel safe knowing Alessand

Alessandro’s POVHer voice was soft, barely more than a breath.But it wrecked me, it pulled off my fucking restraint.“Don’t stop.”Two words she had whispered stole the air from my lungs, replaced it with something hotter, hungrier, fire in my veins, and thunder in my chest.She lay stretched out across the glass table, dress gathered at her waist, chest rising and falling in sharp and shallow pulls. Her lips were swollen from my kiss, her skin flushed, and her eyes, oh God, those eyes, they looked deep into my soul. There was no fear in her trembling. I saw it now, clear as the city lights flickering against her skin.This wasn’t uncertainty, it was a decision, she wanted this. She was giving me something, no offering it to me without words.And she was trusting me not to destroy it, I won't but I still need to ask her. I sank my hand into her hair and leaned in close, my voice barely more than a growl against her ear.“You’re sure?”She nodded once, her breath shaky. But her nod

Rue’s POVI didn’t slam the door behind me when I left the room. I wanted to. Oh God, I wanted the walls to shake with the weight of my fury so he would know how angry his actions have made me. But I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of know his actions have affected me so much. And that damn! Celeste! Where did she roll out from? She was not here when the chaos happened two nights ago, why is she here now? Alessandeo’s father right? He had told her to come here? To do what exactly! And as much as I want to dismiss it, it hurt me that his father does not like me but likes her! So slamming the door would have shown him exactly how I felt so I didn't, I just walked, with each step, a scream trapped inside my ribs begging to be released. My chest felt like it would burst from the pressure of everything I refused to say aloud. I should have never looked out that goddamn window. I should have stayed curled up in bed waiting for him to come inside. I would not have had to see Ce