บททั้งหมดของ Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

“Now that I’ve helped you, tell me what I need to know.” Jairo’s voice was sharp, his eyes locked on Alyssa.She was crying again, her face blotched red, shoulders trembling. He found her outside the gate last night after she heard his father ended things with her. He only brought her into the house because he thought she might be useful to him. After all, she was the only woman who lasted a year with his father. But now, he was sure his father already knew where she was. And that only made this whole thing more fun to him.Alyssa lifted her eyelashes at him, anger burning through the tears. “I’ll open my mouth only if you tell me why I’m here.”She blames him for what happened. She didn't remember how she got drunk and came to his house. Now he had her locked up in a room, demanding questions that would benefit him. She believed he had ratted her out, told his father what he saw that night at the house.Jairo leaned against the wall, watching her with quiet annoyance. Ten minutes in

It was late in the night, and the house was quiet enough for Kara to hear her own breathing. She sat curled up on the couch in the sitting room, a soft blanket pulled over her legs and a novel open in her hands — the same one she had been reading earlier this afternoon.Her eyelids were growing heavy. Every few seconds, the words on the page blurred until her head dipped slightly forward. Just when she was about to doze off, the door opened.The sudden sound made her flinch. She looked up quickly and her gaze met Jairo’s.Her heart skipped. He stood by the door, his coat still on, a faint exhaustion clinging to his features. His dark green eyes locked with hers. Kara’s throat tightened, and she straightened immediately.She had expected him to return with that woman from last night, but he was alone again.Did he drive her away finally this morning? she wondered bitterly.“Hey,” Jairo greeted softly, closing the door behind him. His tone carried a warmth that caught her off guard. “W

“Thank you so much.” Kara bowed slightly to Leo, who smiled at her before glancing at the house behind her.“Is this your house?” he asked, his tone curious. The neighborhood looked too exclusive for just anyone to live in.“I work here,” she said softly. Leo nodded with a small ‘oh,’ and Kara smiled politely before stepping out of the car. She waved briefly as he drove off, the sound of the car fading into the quiet street.When he was gone, her smile dropped. Her heart thudded painfully as she faced the tall gate. She stood there for a few seconds, drawing in shaky breaths before she finally knocked. The gate opened almost immediately, and the guard looked startled when he saw her. His eyes widened like he was seeing a ghost. Kara ignored his reaction, assuming he was surprised because he hadn’t seen her leave last night.She stepped into the house and froze. Everyone looked tense, especially Luci, who jumped to her feet the second she saw her.“Gosh, where did you go? You turned th

“Orphanage?” Eloise’s surprised voice echoed from the other end of the line.“Yes,” Luci replied, pacing slowly across her room. “She doesn’t look like someone who’s ever been around the elite. She said she never attended any of your parties, and I checked, she also doesn’t follow you on Instagram or any other social media platform.”Eloise went quiet for a moment. Her brows furrowed deeply as she processed what she had just heard. If that was Kara’s story, then she was sure they had never crossed paths before. Her familiar face had been eating her up.“Do you think she’s lying?” she finally asked.Luci frowned. “Kara doesn’t have a reason to lie. And honestly, I think I’m starting to like her. She’s been through a lot, Aunty. Life hasn’t been fair to her before she met my uncle and after she met him.”Eloise tapped her manicured finger against the table on her side of the call. “Did she tell you how she and Jairo met?”“Nope,” Luci answered, sitting on the edge of her bed.“Try askin

In college, Jairo and Jayden Vitale were known as the irresistible twins. Every girl wanted a piece of them. They were handsome, dangerous and untouchable. Jairo was the quiet one, the calm that drew people in without effort. He rarely spoke, but when he did, his deep voice carried weight. His silence was his charm. Jayden, on the other hand, was loud, bold and flirted with anything that smiled his way. His cheesy lines could make even the toughest girls blush. They moved in the same circle with another twins; Isabella and Annabelle, both Mafia princesses who drew attention wherever they went. Isabella was Jairo’s best friend, though she secretly liked Jayden. Annabelle, however, had always wanted Jairo. It was complicated between them but that was how it had always been. Jairo’s friendship with Isabella grew when he became her tutor. She was lively, confident and sharp-minded. He admired her deeply. Somewhere along the line, admiration became affection but he never told her. He kn