The Captured Mafia Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

XIOMAR’S POV “Do you think it's safe to let him go in there?” I asked Achilles for the tenth time. My brother glanced at me. “Emilio always brought out something in her. If Lyla is serious about going after Christian and her father, she needs to snap out of whatever is wrong with her.” He did not lie. I hated that he didn't, but I nodded. “Okay.” Soon, the noises coming from her room quieted down. “It seems whatever he is doing is working,” I commented. “Let's talk about something else,” Achilles said. The gunshot wound he suffered was almost healed up, and he looked fairly alive. “Let's talk about Sienna.” I grabbed my cup of water. “What about her?” “Set her straight,” he hissed. “She is crossing a lot of lines with Lyla, and I would soon slap her.” I nodded. “She's leaving soon.” “How soon?” “Today,” I replied. Isaiah walked into the dining room. “I have news,” he announced, holding his laptop as he sat down. Finally, I stood over his shoulder, watching what he showed us

Lyla’s povI laid down next to Emilio. “I am so scared.”He turned and brushed some hair away from my face. “Why?” I closed my eyes.what if it never goes away, the way i feel?Emilio kept quiet for a while. “It never does, “ he finally said. I nodded. I was permanently scarred. “This cannot happen to her,” I said, getting up. “We need to get her now.”He followed me out of the room, back to the living room where Achilles and Isaiah were together, watching something. “Hey, “ I slid into the chair next to them. “Where is X?”“Escorting Sienna out,” he replied. He turned to me, those dark blue eyes taking me in. “You look better.”I smiled softly, glancing at Emilio. “You need to leave me alone,” I said, pointing at him.Emilio laughed and poured a glass of scotch for himself. “Can I have some?”Achilles frowned. “I don't think you should be drinking right now Lyla. You're not fully healed.”I rolled my eyes. “I have not had an episode in days, plus I got cleared, trust me. I'm fine.”

Lyla’s POVI stuck my head out of the window, needing to breathe. “Are you sure everything was clean?” I heard Achilles ask.Aries laid her head on my lap, so I stroked her long locks. “I cleaned out my bedroom,” I answer.“Good,” Achilles replied. He drove fast and quick, while Xiomar was next to him, a huge frown on his face.“Oh, don't mind grumpy daddy here,” Emilio smirked, turning back to face me. The jeep we had taken was large enough to fit everyone, yet, he was sitting right in front of me. Insisted on it even. “He's just angry he didn't realize we were dealing with a snake.”I cleared my throat. “How are we so sure,” I asked quietly. “That she would go to him.”Isaiah pushed his glasses up his face. “Xiomar placed a small tracker in her bag. One that is barely noticeable. She went there.”Fuck, I cursed internally. All Sienna could have done was go home, wipe this all from her memory. “She did it because she wanted you right?”Xiomar doesn't answer me. “Come on, you can tell

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-THREEACHILLES POV There was a kid at the window, eyes blown open, his phone in his hands. Xiomsr followed by gaze and found him too. “You think that was live?”I grunt and turn. “Put your pants on, we have to go find him,” I said angrily. How stupid could they be? Fucking behind a fast food joint?How stupid was I to join? I walked quickly to the front, fast enough to see the curly headed child running through the other entrance, his red McDonald's uniform giving him away.Lyla and Xiomar caught up with me. “Go to the car, Lyla. Well deal with this,” I hissed.“But I—’'“No buts, gk now.”She hissed at me angrily, but finally turned in that direction. “Let's go.”My younger and freshly fucked brother smiled. “Sure boss.”The kid was trying to start a motor bike furiously.“Trying to go somewhere?”He rose his head up, and his eyes widened when he saw who it was. “Oh shit.”This motherfucker took off running. I chased after him, my side hurting from my

I stuck my head out of the window, needing to breathe. “Are you sure everything was clean?” I heard Achilles ask. Aries laid her head on my lap, so I stroked her long locks. “I cleaned out my bedroom,” I answer. “Good,” Achilles replied. He drove fast and quick, while Xiomar was next to him, a huge frown on his face. “Oh, don't mind grumpy daddy here,” Emilio smirked, turning back to face me. The jeep we had taken was large enough to fit everyone, yet, he was sitting right in front of me. Insisted on it even. “He's just angry he didn't realize we were dealing with a snake.” I cleared my throat. “How are we so sure,” I asked quietly. “That she would go to him.” Isaiah pushed his glasses up his face. “Xiomar placed a small tracker in her bag. One that is barely noticeable. She went there.”crushed my lips against Lyla’s the smell of burgers and fat wafting into my nose. “Fuck, I missed you,” I murmured. “I missed you too,” she whispered. “I need you.” I raised my head and looked a