บททั้งหมดของ My Tenant is a Mafia Prince: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

              After Colette left Alex’s office, I casually slipped out of his breakroom followed by Twig. I didn’t expect Colette to go straight to Alex to complain about the lunch thief but I felt warm inside hearing her standing up for me. But of course, I cannot show any of that to Alex nor to Twig. So, I maintained my stoic expression unbothered by the disruption of our meeting.              “Where were we?” I asked Twig on why she suddenly requested for a meeting.              “I met a prospective mark overseas when I was serenading the crown prince. He’s pursuing me and wanted to gift me a golden limousine,” Twig gave a background. “I’m thinking with your permission, of course, to use the limo as a mule,” she a

“Come on, say it,” Colette urged as soon as we reached our apartment. She’s been quiet the whole drive home so I stayed quiet too. Maybe seeing Alex in that situation has stirred old emotions in her and I don’t want to disturb that.“Say what?” I asked softly.“Say that what I did was wrong. And childish and dangerous,” she said with misty eyes. I tried so hard to control it but a smile crept in my face. I have never met someone whom I wanted to spoil so much. Her innocent urge to get justice, her brave defiance, and her vulnerable way of disregarding her safety for the sake of others. Those characters are worth protecting for the rest of my life. Characters I aimed for but could not achieve.Or maybe because, she’s Colette.My Colette.And maybe, that made all the difference.Slowly, I pulled her closer to lock her in my embrace. “Colette, with me around, you can do whatever you want. And you can have whatever you desire. I’ll take care of it,” I said while pressing her pressure poi

When I reached the mansion, I was greeted with the usual residents. Cane was on a business call based on his serious tone while Twig is letting out a mischievous smile just looking at me without saying a word.Finally, Cane ended the call and now he has time for me.“Alex will stay at the hospital for another day. I hope you’re happy with these games you’re playing. Alex is too valuable to be your pawn,” he stated with gritted teeth.“I’m not the one playing games. Maybe it’s time you put him in place and ask him to think with his head instead of his d*ck,” I snapped back.“Ohhh, someone’s in a bad mood,” Twig teased and Cane threw me a sharp look.“Maybe I should tell you that. What were you thinking entering the West territory twice? And in consecutive days,” he suddenly asked.And before I could respond he played a voicemail.‘It has come to my attention that your mafia prince was seen loitering around my territory. Twice. Given his position in your organization, I consider him as

“I was investigating some mafia activities. I received a tip that they were lurking here and I decided to check it out,” Colette replied casually.But I can tell the old man was not buying it. He was about to say something when he finally noticed me and decided to hold his thought.“If there’s nothing else, you can leave now. The dead won’t crawl out from the grave no matter how much flowers we put into it,” she said with so much hatred I could feel her stare was scalding. And I somehow sympathize with her old man.“Be careful, Colette. There are some places in the East that even I could not navigate,” he warned before signalling his men to leave.As soon as the convoy of cars were out of sight, Colette plopped on the grass and heaved a deep breath.“My mom’s alive,” she admitted to my surprise. “I don’t know why I’m telling you this, but I’m so tired Steffan,” she said while wiping the tears on her cheeks. For a moment, I wanted the world to stop for the two of us. Seeing her vulnera

“You what?” Steffan asked in disbelief.Two words from Steffan is enough to make me realize the betrayal I’ve committed. I felt so stupid giving in to my father’s pressure when I could have just told Johnny to take extra care outside. But then, who am I kidding? No amount of care could prevent my father from targeting Johnny if he really wanted to. I knew there’s no other way and I made the right decision. But Steffan’s next words made me realize something. “How could you toy with my emotions, Colette?” His words were soft and calm but it pierced right through my heart. And I couldn’t blame him. I came to his room practically throwing myself at him and yet I’ve agreed to marry another man.“I’m not,” was all I could say to defend my decision. “I have a plan. That’s why I asked my father to schedule it next year.” I explained and I hope that’s enough for him to trust me. But his weak smile shows it wasn’t.“Let me know the exact date. I’ll sponsor your honeymoon,” he offered with a s