MAFIA’S SURROGATE MISTRESS のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

“You need to calm down, Vivienne. Alessandro will come around, just give him the space he needs to fully get over your betrayal,” Alaric spoke into the phone with an edge in his voice. He pulled up his car into the underground garage of his newly bought Villa, half-listening as Vivienne ranted at the other end of the call. He got out of the car and headed for the elevator. “He makes me lose my mind, Alaric. I've been giving him space, and what does he do? He brings in some woman, one who’s slowly taking over his senses! He doesn't even see his wife anymore,” she ranted on the phone. The moment her voice cracked and it seemed as tho she was going to burst into tears, his chest tightened up. Somewhere within him, he wished he were still with her to offer some comfort. He was only four years older than his brother, but Alessandro seemed to be the one who garnered all the respect from the family and outsiders early on. He always wore tough skin and had zero tolerance for nonsense from

The Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up in front of a high-end resort. Alessandro got down first, then moved to the other side of the car and helped Louisa out. No, this is wrong! She screamed in her head, but her body and heart were already moving along with him the moment he placed his palm protectively at the small of her back, fingers brushing her bare skin as he led her in.Her stomach dipped nervously. She held onto her purse, ignoring the eyes that were digging holes into her forehead like it was a sin for her to be close to such a man as Alessandro. They weren’t even glancing at her dress, it seemed like something normal in their world. They were more concerned about her closeness to the man beside her. “Why are they all staring that way?” she murmured to herself, but Alessandro had picked it up.“Ignore them, Dolcezza, if I were in their shoes, I’d be mad too that I can't be close to such a beautiful woman as you.” His words sent fire rippling through her, and her heart beat acc

Louisa jerked back immediately, just as Alessandro turned slightly with a deadly calm in his spine to look at Vivienne briefly.He clenched the edge of the sink so tightly, his knuckles turned white. Traces of guilt were etched everywhere on Louisa’s face. What had she been thinking? He was going to kiss her, and she was going to let him, she didn't even try to stop him. Her heart raced. It's been a racing mess lately anyway.“Alessandro, let me go– -” There was an edge in her voice as she spoke. She just wished she could conjure some magic and disappear from there, from him, from everything.“Stay right where you are, Dolcezza.” His voice was soft to her, but his demeanor wasn't. “Is this why you haven't stepped your feet into the estate since your arrival, you’ve been here with this little whore—” Alessandro cut Vivienne off with a voice as sharp as steel, “Choose your words carefully, Cara Mia.” He fully turned to look at her, shielding Louisa with his frame. It was enough that

The maids lurking by the corners all gasped as Vivienne bled from the cut on her head. Louisa’s eyes glanced across the room, no one was attempting to take her to the hospital. Nina strutted over to where the bottle of cocktail lay and poured herself a glass. She smiled in satisfaction as she sipped it triumphantly. The sound of a car engine suddenly revved outside and soon Alaric barged in with a face as rigid as stone. Nina smiled on seeing him, a sarcastic smile but it faded just as quickly when he gripped her arms tightly and shook her forcefully. Nina winced through gritted teeth as she struggled fiercely to pull her arms off. “Let go!” she cried out “You are so shameless Alaric” “What the hell were you thinking coming here and leaving Nico all by himself” Alaric pulled her closer to him, their faces just some inches apart as they shot fires with their eyes at each other. “The nanny’s there! Why do I have to be a housewife while you run off to be with your fuck

“Alessandro isn’t coming! He’s with that surrogate who has his child! He doesn't look at me anymore because of her!” Vivienne wailed in the elderly man’s arms. Alejandro the Vicchio Don. He was a man in his eighties. His age did nothing on him as he still maintained his good looks which showed how handsome he must have been in his youthful days. He looked energetic and still full of life. The De Luca men all had good-looking features and it was a gene trait passed down for years. He sat at the edge of the bed and Vivienne who still had an IV drip connected to her wrist with the cut on her head neatly bandaged, had her head buried into his chest. The man’s face had a long scowl on it. He heard of this surrogate but didn't think Alessandro had foolishly turned into a simp for her. “I’ll talk to him Vivienne and he doesn't dare go against my words” Alejandro consoled her with a soft pat on her back. Vivienne nodded and sniffed, a small smile appearing on her lips. Alessandro wou