Semua Bab Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King : Bab 21 - Bab 30

“How fast can you finish?” Jairo’s hard voice cut through the air.The doctor’s hands trembled as he tightened the bandage around Jairo’s arm inside one of his penthouses. They couldn’t risk going to a hospital. “About ten minutes, but you need to…”“Get on with it. I need to leave,” he snapped, his tone sharp enough to slice through the room. The doctor flinched but didn’t argue again. Donald stood nearby, watching with a calm expression, though his eyes never left his boss. When the doctor finally finished, Jairo grabbed his shirt and began pulling it on as if nothing had happened.“You need to rest, boss. I can handle this on your behalf.” Donald said quietly but Jairo shook his head, rage flickering in his eyes. “They tried to come after me. They better be ready for what comes next.”His blood boiled. He had been too distracted with Kara lately. Not even a week had passed and his enemies were already making moves.Donald cleared his throat. “Warren caught one of their men.”A c

“Hey… you don’t have to leave.”Kara froze when she felt Jairo’s hand wrap around her wrist as she turned to leave. She turned, her nervous eyes meeting his in the dim light. He gave her a faint, bitter smile and tilted his chin toward the veranda. “Let’s just… watch the view from there.”His tone was casual but she wasn’t blind. He was covering up the sting of her rejection. She slowly slipped her hand free from his grasp and followed him outside. Jairo leaned against the railing, his hand resting on the cold steel as he stared at the glow of the pool below. The blue light reflected up, painting his face in shadows. The rejection was expected but he had his hopes high.Kara lingered behind him, her teeth tugging at her lip. His shoulders looked so broad and strong, but they carried a loneliness she couldn’t ignore. Guilt twisted in her chest. Especially now, with the unsettling thought gnawing at her that she might not even be Emilia.She stepped forward and stopped beside him, her

They sat by the wide window, plates in front of them, eating quietly. The clink of cutlery against ceramic was the only sound filling the room. The atmosphere felt calm, almost cozy.Jairo was the first to clear his plate. She looked up at him. “Want some more?”He gave a small nod.Her lips curved into a warm smile. She collected his plate and carried it to the counter. It warmed her chest to know he enjoyed her cooking. When she returned, she placed the plate gently in front of him.“Here you go,” she said softly before going back to her seat.Her phone buzzed on the table, a message from Lina checking in on her. She quickly typed a reply and slipped the phone aside. She lifted her glass of water, stealing a glance at him.He ate neatly, every movement controlled, not a grain of rice out of place. Even in something as simple as eating, he had discipline. She found herself staring longer than she intended until his gaze suddenly caught hers. She flushed and quickly looked down, smili

The sunlight spilled into the room, stretching across the sheets until it brushed against her face. She squinted, groaned softly and pulled the covers over her head before finally giving in. A yawn escaped her as she stretched, her limbs heavy with sleep. Her throat felt dry, but there was no jug or glass near the bed. She dragged herself out of bed to get some water. The penthouse was quiet as she stepped into the wide hallway barefooted. She blinked at the sunlight brightness that forced her eyes to fully wake. She squinted until things stopped blurring. Her steps slowed when she reached the tall window at the other end.She stood there quietly, her gaze falling on the swimming pool below. It looked endless, stretching out like it belonged to a hotel rather than one man. She pressed her palm lightly to the glass, taking in the size of the place again.How could one man live in a place this big alone? she wondered, shaking her head. It felt wrong, almost empty in a way that echoed l

The kiss was messy, wet, and forceful. His tongue pushed deep into her mouth as though he wanted to claim every part of her. His free hand slid down, gripping her ass and giving it a squeeze. She twisted beneath him, fighting to pull away but his hold was unshakable.She could hardly breathe. Her lungs burned for air, but he didn’t stop. His chest rose and fell in heavy heaves, and when he finally pulled back, his eyes stayed closed, savoring the taste of her lips. She shoved at him again but he didn’t budge. When his eyes opened, they locked onto hers, and the sight of her damp blue eyes only made his hunger worse.She glared at him, lips trembling, ready to say something, only for him to lean forward and suck her bottom lip, drawing it between his teeth before letting go.“You’re mine,” he said firmly, “And I own your body.”His voice was laced with possessiveness. She tried hard to keep calm. If she was calm, he will move away and she will be free from his grasp. That was her thoug