All Chapters of The Devil you begged for: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

LORENZO~•~Before she asked if I killed her family, I already knew she had heard the conversation between me and Romano. She did a pretty bad job at hiding it. Surely she didn’t think dragging her feet through the house and avoiding my eyes would clear her of suspicion, did she? Also, the file that was in front of my office was a dead giveaway.So when she finally asked… “Yes,” I answered simply, watching as her face fell. “It was necessary.”She staggered, leaning against the kitchen counter. The sound of the bottle crashing to the floor was satisfying. I watched her carefully as she shook with rage. Her shoulders were trembling as though my words were pressing on her very bones.In a split second, she turned around, grabbed a knife, and charged at me. She didn’t hesitate. Her hands shook, but her intent was clear. For a moment, I let her hold it, let her believe she could reach me. Not because I wanted to offer myself up to her out of guilt. No. I wanted to see if she’d falter.

ISLA~•~I was glad when the night was finally over. I spent hours awake, rolling in bed, thinking about what transpired between me and Lorenzo, wondering what my future looked like with or without him in it. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do about him yet but I knew I couldn’t keep letting him control me like that.The taste of the food from the previous night lingered in my mouth after my various attempts to throw it all up. The morning after was easier. Just as instructed, I went down for breakfast. I wasn’t trying to give in to him but I was wise enough to know when not to fight him. He didn’t seem like a person with a heart and things could get very ugly very quickly if I didn’t cooperate with him.Thankfully, he wasn’t around. He had gone out early in the morning for work, which made it easier for me to stomach food. I didn’t really want to eat, but his men were watching me carefully. I knew as much as I did that they were going to report to their boss. When I was finally d

ISLA~•~My stomach was in knots as the car started to slow down. Through the tinted windows, I could see the flood of expensive cars stopping one after the other, each of them dropping off expensive guests who dressed like royalty. It easily reminded me of my family. Although I wasn’t interested, my mom often dragged me to events like this, reminding me I was the only daughter of the Smiths, reminding me to keep up my appearances because eyes were watching. I barely ever spent up to an hour in any of these events because as soon as I showed my face to everyone, I made up an excuse to go home. That was also why I had no friends in the mafia, hence no one to help me.Beside me, Lorenzo was in a tailored black suit, his tie knotted with precision, his watch and cufflinks glinting. He looked untouchable and dangerous meanwhile I was certain he could smell my nerves. The beautiful gold dress I was in didn’t make me feel better and my outfit was usually my favourite part of these kinds of

ISLA~•~The man was dead.I’d woken up to headlines about the execution of a very familiar man. It wasn’t like I knew him too well, but I’d obviously recognize the man whom I slapped just the other night.He had touched me. I had slapped him. Now, he was gone.I didn’t need anyone to tell me who did it. It wasn’t a coincidence. Nothing was a coincidence in the underworld.My stomach twisted painfully, unable to fathom that a man died because of me. Last night, in front of everyone, Lorenzo had claimed me. The man dared to test it. Now, he was gone. The message was clear. Even someone with a normal life would be able to put the pieces together.The worst part? No one would question Lorenzo because in the mafia world, his killing was justified. Women were like properties and made men didn’t like their properties being touched. Last night, I had thought he didn’t care, only for me to wake up to such news.Then again, he might have just wanted to mark his territory. I told myself I didn

ISLA~•~The silence stretched between us after those words. The air was thick with smoke and I hated how calm he looked. Then again, when wasn’t he calm?“You’re delusional if you think I’ll marry you,” I spat out, my fists clenching by my side. I knew I was making the wrong decision. I knew that giving him a reaction would amuse him even more. Declaring that I’d never marry him would make him want to marry me. I didn’t know him that well but I knew him well enough to know he liked to force people into doing what they didn’t want to. However, I couldn’t help myself. I had just narrowly escaped death, which was why I came straight to his office.“You can parade me around all you like. You can announce to everyone but that doesn’t change the truth.”He tilted his head, watching me with that amused expression on his face. I was basically entertainment to him at this point. “And what truth is that?” I bit the inside of my cheek, reminded of why I hated speaking with him or being near h