The Mafia’s possession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Lillian found a small velvet box on her pillow at seven forty-three in the morning.She sat up right and looked at it for a moment without touching it. She picked it up after some minutes. There was a delicate gold chain on a small pad of black silk. It was so small she had to bring it closer to her, and then she noticed the small rose pendant. There was no note, not even a single hint, but she smiled, realizing that only Alex would do that. Alex was speaking on his phone when she found him in his study. He was standing at the window with one hand in his pocket. She stood in the doorway with the velvet box open in her palm and waited for him to finish his conversation. He finished the call a few minutes later, and when he turned around, he saw her standing by the doorway, and he smirked. "This was on my pillow," she said."I know.”He crossed the room. She held the box as he reached into it and lifted the chain between two fingers carefully and stepped behind her.She felt his

Lillian helped Mrs Steele with breakfast that morning. She had aways enjoyed waking up and helping out with breakfast immediately after her training.Now Alex’s home feels like her home because she interacts with everyone. Alex sat in the kitchen. His hands were resting on the table as his index fingers were going tick tick. It seemed like he had been seated there for a long time.She was already there when he walked in. She was standing at the counter with a cup of coffee, still wearing the clothes she had on that morning, looking out the window at the gardens below. She turned when she saw him and immediately read his face with the look he had on. “Alex, what's wrong? You've been like this for days.” she said. Alex shook his head. “No, Lilian I'm okay.” he said, trying to hide his facial expression. He didn't know how he would face Lillian and break such news to her that her sister had betrayed her. He doesn't want t be the one to cause such feelings. He had faced all his enemi

It's been weeks since after the argument between Alex and Lillian and the mansion had been quiet ever since. Not because Alex was cold, he wasn't. Nothing about him changed. He carried out his usual daily activities like he always did but there was distance bettwn him and Lillian. Lillian wakes up early to eat breakfast before Alex comes downstairs. She went to bed early before he stopped working and she chose to stay in rooms he wasn't in.On Thursday she walked up to Sam. “Hi, Sam. I'd really like to talk to Jessie,” she said. Sam looked at her with the careful expression of someone who had been given instructions about exactly this situation. "I'll confirm with Mr. Nick," he said.Alex agreed and gave his conditions that the call wouldn't exceed 5 minutes and it would be on speaker. She agreed without arguing. If it was a week ago, she would have argued but today she just wanted to hear Jessie and Justin’s voices. Jessie answered on the second ring."Lil," Jessie said. Her vo

Vicenzo was not what Lillian had imagined. She had built a picture of him in her head over the month with the way Alex spoke, his bodyguards, and the way Alex’s team lowered their voices when speaking about him behind closed doors. She had imagined someone who looked threatening in an obvious way—a physically imposing man with cold eyes and a deep voice. She was looking at anyone who could have been a charming boyfriend or a husband. He was perhaps in his 30s just like Alex.He dressed in an expensive designer suit and smiled warmly, his smile reaching his eyes. He gently reached for her hand and kissed the back of it, fixing his gaze on hers. She wasn't scared. She didn't call out of reach for the small alarming device that she had pressed in her hand before they left the mansion, which was fixed in the inner pocket of her dress. "Lillian," he called her name in his Italian accent. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. You don't look like what I expected.”"I don't know what you

The street was quiet and cold but she kept walking anyway… her heels clicking against the pavement. She didn't know where she was headed. All she knew was that she just wanted distance to clear her head and remove herself from being in the same space as Alex. That was fine with her and she welcomed it. She needed space, and she wasn't scared of what anyone would do to her. At that moment, anywhere was better for her, anything apart from being with Alex.She heard the car trailing behind her with the headlight flashing but she didn't turn around. She kept walking while the car continued following. She turned a corner and the car turned as well. Of course, he wouldn't leave her alone.She stopped at the end of the third block because her body became exhausted and her feet hurt from wearing heels. Inside her, she felt confused, her heart heavy and tears gathered in her eyes.She stood on the pavement for a moment, taking in a deep breath. She felt tired of everything. Tired of fightin