All Chapters of Forbidden Fruit: A Mafia Love Triangle Romance: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“I think we both married each other for the sake of pleasing our fucking parents,” Bruce snarled, seething. “I'm tied to you for life. Isn't that fucking enough for you?”I rolled my eyes bitterly, not wanting to waste my breath on this bastard. Knowing that no matter how much we bickered, it would never come to an end, and it would never solve anything. I always went round in circles with Bruce.“Whatever,” I sneered. “Let's just go, I’m tired of arguing with you.”“Not till you do something about that fucking dress!” Bruce roared. “I have a reputation to maintain. I married a modest woman, not a fucking Victoria Secret Model!”“It’s too late to wear anything else!” I bickered, irritated that he was making such a big deal out of some cleavage. He was behaving like I was naked. “All of the gowns at the shop had a design with cleavage in them. This isn't my fault!” I broke off my sentence, rattling my fists angrily. “Maybe if you stopped going to work all the time, and actually went w

“Maybe her and her husband are going through a rough patch,” Riccardo shrugged. “The last thing she needs is her ex-boyfriend comforting her.”He rolled his eyes sarcastically.“I need to speak to her,” I snarled.“Don't be stupid!” Riccardo sighed exhaustedly.“I don't give a fuck,” I shot back bitterly, and began bolting out of the ballroom, heading straight for the direction that Sofia went.Sofia fucking Martinez.The love of my life…Even if I wasn’t hers anymore.14sofiaI bolted away from all of the dancing couples, and made my way to the rooftop terrace, needing to get some fresh air. In this moment, I felt so damn pathetic.I'd never hated the sight of myself so much. I was never going to be enough for Bruce.And the scary thing was…He was an influential man.I knew that I wouldn't just be able to ask for a divorce, or to walk away from him.That was what he said to me himself.He was tied to me for life.And he made me feel like he was the only man who would ever put up w

18arturo“You should be with Bruce,” Sofia’s mother shrugged. “He's waiting at the stage for you. He's about to give his acceptance speech of a stake in Indigo Limited.”“What are you like, Sofia?” her dad grinned, letting out a chuckle.I could feel my blood boiling. Sofia's bastard husband was buying a stake in MINE and my brother's company? There was no fucking way in hell he was doing that.Fucking scum.All this talk about Bruce had made me lairy. I needed to get out of here and calm down, before I did something I would regret.“I better be going,” I muttered bitterly.“You helped our daughter,” her father smiled. “The least you can do is sit at our table tonight.”Sofia folded her arms awkwardly, looking unsettled by the whole situation. I knew that I’d probably left her confused after the heated moment we just had.“I really wouldn't want to impose,” I snapped quickly.“You wouldn't be imposing,” her father reassured. “Which company are you representing at the ball tonight, an

21arturoI yawned exhaustedly as I listened to Bruce ramble on and on and on, not having a clue about what he was talking about anymore, because I was so out of it. His voice faded in the background as I drifted in and out of sleep at the table.“Someone shoot me,” I muttered under my breath. “This is so fucking boring.”I got up from my seat, dusting myself off.“Excuse me,” I coughed loudly. “I have to take a call.”I made my way out of the room and to the bathroom, taking my phone out of my trouser pocket, and held it out in front of my face, tapping in Donte’s number violently.“I'm not signing a deal with this bastard, Donte,” I muttered. “He gets on my fucking nerves. Just looking at his ugly face makes me want to punch it.”I rolled my eyes, irritated.“Shut up and put your differences with the guy aside,” Donte retorted down the line. “Ugly or not, we're not backing out of a thirty million dollar investment. Get it together, Arturo.”“Fine!” I remarked, repulsed. “But don't e

I'd never seen my husband like this before.So jealous, so envious of another man…And now he was apologising to me?It felt a little forced…Like he felt obliged to…But I couldn't believe he actually apologised.This was something really fucking rare.Maybe another man making him jealous…Was all he needed to get his act straight.To treat me like his wife…Not somebody he couldn't stand to be in the same room as.If that was the case, then I was glad that Arturo came here tonight.And I was glad that my mama gave words to me on the balcony…I couldn't destroy my family over my ex-boyfriend. He was an ex for a reason.I needed to get him out of my head…Before he screwed my mind up to the point of no return.I needed to forget about all of the small romantic gestures he made tonight.All of the kind words he said…Because my own husband was apologising to me, after treating me like shit for so long.So it was my own husband that I needed to focus on.“Let's go, beautiful,” Bruce sai