บททั้งหมดของ Escaping The Mafia Devil: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

I spent the rest of the evening ignoring Michael like he was more invisible than air. Even during dinner when he tried to strike up a conversation, I just gave him short, clipped, one-word replies or bored nods or nothing at all.With how he was glaring at me and chewing his bottom lip, it was irking him. Good, let him suffer a pinch of my loneliness.Once I was done with dinner, I marched to our room— which was practically my room since I didn't want to share a room with him even though we were engaged—and I was surprised when he agreed, even though he had done so with grumbling.I sat on my bed with my arms folded across my chest and a large scowl on my lips.I get that Michael saved me, but he didn't have the right to lock me in the house like f*cking Rapunzel. It wasn't like I was asking for much anyway. All I wanted was to breathe in fresh air, walk around the house and interact a little bit with nature.Even though I wanted to go to the town and talk to people other than hi

"G—"Wait.I couldn't introduce myself as Gwen. Felix might not be a spy for Lorenzo— hopefully— but the more people knew my name, the easier it would be for him to find me."Ella. I'm Ella." I said."Ella... It doesn't suit you. Too plain and simple." Felix mumbled."That's mean. Ella is a really pretty name." "I didn't say it wasn't pretty; I said it was too plain and simple for you." He replied as he took out a small piece of cloth from his bag and began wiping his camera."I'm surprised your camera is still working." I eyed the device, which still had small streaks of water."It's waterproof. I should have taken the one that isn't waterproof; if it had spoilt, I wouldn't have had to take pictures again." He lamented."Why do you do photography if you don't like it?""When did I say I don't like it?""I dunno, your attitude. It seems like someone is forcing you to do it." I shrugged."Maybe someone is. I used to love photography when I was younger, but now, not anymore

I gasped out of my sleep and sat bolt upright on my bed, my breath ragged and uneven. I pressed my hand to my chest as my heart banged so hard it was like it was struggling to stay alive.Sh*t, the same damned nightmare again!Blurry, jumbled and messy images of violence and blood that were never coherent but always ended up in something, or rather someone, squeezing my throat as the wall caved in on me until I woke up, terrified out of my sh*t.It was why I hated being locked in here. Alone, the memories of the dream came back with a sinking feeling in my chest that something was f*cking wrong. On worse days, the shadows seemed to talk and the walls seemed to be closing in.It was also why I was torn between getting my memories. It was going to come sooner or later, but I wasn't sure how soon I wanted it. On one hand, maybe if they came back, the sh*tty dream would end, and I wouldn't wake up feeling terrified out of my skin. On the other hand, if the dream was this scary, just how b

*Knock knock*I lifted my head from my book that I had been reading because I couldn’t fall asleep, and I frowned at my bedroom door. That was strange. I definitely heard a knock, but it was too far to be from it.Maybe I had heard things.*Knock knock*The knock came before I could resume my reading, and my frown deepened. Was someone here? It couldn't be. Maybe an animal was playing with something, or it could be the wind.Besides, it was a few minutes to six. Who in their right mind would walk through all those dense trees to get here so early in the morning?But my curiosity was already piqued, so I bookmarked my book and slowly tiptoed out of my room."Michael!" A man yelled; his knocking became more urgent than before, and I gasped.Sh*t, someone was really here.Was he friend or foe? He knew Michael's name, so friend? But what if it was an enemy trying to lure him out?Michael grabbed my arm as I approached the living room and clasped his hand over my mouth before I c

"Ready." I grinned as I skipped into the living room, and I placed my hand on my waist. "How do I look? Unrecognisable, right?"A long blonde wig sat prettily on my head, and my brown eyes had been changed to blue thanks to contact lenses. When I stared at my reflection, I could easily pass as a completely different person."You look unrecognisable but still effortlessly beautiful. I’m a lucky man." Michael said with a darling smile, and I almost rolled my eyes.Get it together, Gwen.If he noticed just a little bit of hostility or a in my change in character, it was game over for me.Act, Gwen, act."Thank you," I returned his smile."Ready to go?""Yup. Born ready. Let's goo." I grinned and turned to the door, but he suddenly grabbed my wrist."Uh? Michael? Don't give me that excuse that you need to double-check something again? This is like the fifth time in thirty minutes. If I didn't know better, I'd say you're trying to back out of our deal." I teased, masquerading my anger as hu