Semua Bab The Mafia's Slave: Claimed By My Stepbrother: Bab 151 - Bab 158

KEITH Cain and I watched the phone ring, and a certain kind of fear gripped me.Or maybe worry.“Don’t tell him that he is dead yet,” Cain told me.“Then what should I say?” I asked urgently because I wanted Cain to speak up before it would go to voicemail.Not picking up Terrace’s call would only make him more suspicious, and I didn’t want that.“Just tell him that we went out and weren’t back yet, so you can’t really tell,” Cain answered.That seemed like a good enough excuse, and with that, I picked up just before the ringing ended.“Keith,” Terrace’s dangerous voice boomed over the receiver.And for a moment, I thought Don Milano had woken up and revealed that I was responsible for the killing that happened in his club.“Terrace,” I responded and waited with bated breath.“How are things going over there?” He asked me.I sighed silently with relief instantly.The truth was that if Terrace had found out that I was responsible, he wouldn’t even be calling me in the first place. He

KEITH “Are you going to get some rest?” I asked Cain.He had been thinking nonstop since our last conversation, and I feared that he was going to have a migraine from it.“The clock is ticking, boss,” Cain responded.“We have until evening to tell Terrace about Julian’s death, and that is enough time if you ask me,” I said.However, deep down, I was equally worried.I had also been thinking, but for the life of me, I couldn’t come up with something convincing enough. Terrace sent his best bodyguard to me. Julian was probably as important to him as Cain was to me, and I could already imagine how he would take it.It could be as worse as finding out about my involvement with what happened to Don Milano.“What I want is for you to get some rest. The more rested you are, the faster you will heal,” I added.“I am fine,” Cain insisted.“But I need you to be at your best,” I told him. “I only killed Julian, not get into war with ten mafias,” Cain responded.He was playing around with me, a

JACKIE “Why would I want to do that?” She asked me, her voice too loud for comfort.“Can you not raise your voice?” I pleaded with her but she sized me up with her eyes.If it wasn’t for what I needed, she would have had her hair pulled right away, and she definitely would be at her doctor’s for a couple of days. Men didn’t even dare speak to me like this, or stare at me with disdain, much less women. Even Madeline Dmitrii couldn’t stand my power. “Ma’am, you are wasting my time and I don’t even have it to give in the first place,” she retorted.Then she made to walk past me into the tavern, but I was faster. I grabbed her with one hand, and before she could scream, I covered her mouth with my other hand. Then I dragged her effortlessly to my car, shoved her in and pinned the door. Before she could unpin the car lock to get out, I was already inside the car, and I pulled out my gun.“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I told her just when her finger was about to reach for the car l

MIAEver since I realized that I was strong enough to stand and walk, I had been waking up with so much joy and energy.“I can’t wait to use the library today!” I said with bubbling excitement.Now, I wouldn’t be so bored because there would be something to do. I was so excited that I could barely remember Athena’s outburst. However, I noticed now that she didn’t share in my excitement.“What’s wrong, Athena?” I asked her worriedly.Athena looked at me, and I could see sadness in her eyes. “I shouldn’t have acted the way I did yesterday, and I am sorry,” she apologized deeply, melting my heart.“I am not angry, Athena,” I told her.“Are you sure?” She asked wistfully.“We are friends, Athena, why would I be angry?” I asked her.Her eyes caught the time and she gasped.“What is it?” I asked again.“You are to have breakfast with Mr. Keith in his dining room,” she told me.I looked at her with shock.“That sounds like an instruction,” I said.“When Mr. Keith called me to his study yes