All Chapters of The Mafia Don Married Me For Revenge.: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

CHASE“You know I can’t reply to you with a gun pointed at me. We are educated people.” I wasn’t scared; there was a bullet in that gun, but the trigger was locked and jammed. I knew the type of wife I married. “I want to leave.” She replied again, I slowly closed the door. I looked around the room and I saw how she had messed up the place. From the table looking bare, her laptop was missing. The wardrobe was half open, her clothes were missing. And her bag. Her bag was filled up, and pieces of cloth hung over the zipper.“Are you going on a trip?” I asked, acting like I didn’t know why or where. “Yes, I am leaving.” She said as her hand ached, she didn’t move the gun, she just stared at me.“Put the gun down, Sloane.” I laughed as I saw her stance; it was weak. I remembered when a man from the other clan tried that move; he came alone. I guess he was a new hire; his mask smelled like weed, he didn’t move slowly or carefully. I could sense him from a few doors away. It was my

CHASE“What do you want?” I yelled as he walked in. I glared as he walked in. Vadim came at the wrong time, I locked that door- he knew that and he still came in. He unlocked the door with the key I gave him and told him to use during emergencies alone. This doesn’t look like an emergency.“There’s a matter that needs your urgent attention.” He said as he turned his back from Sloane and I. Thankfully we weren’t naked. I stared at Sloane before I kissed her again. Vadim showed up at the worst time. Sloane was still breathless, panting as she stared at me. Gulping like she had just been run through by me. I loved how needy she liked, her lashes fluttered fast, her pussy dripped over my fingers. This was what I did to her, I grinded my jaw before I walked away from her. It was a hard decision and it was even harder keeping my dick in check. “I will be there, let me get changed.” I said as I watched him leave. I went over to the mini fridge and I gulped down a bottle of water. I s

CHASE. “I am sorry, Chase, I just missed my father.” She pleaded, her eyes filled with tears in a second, her lips quivered when I hadn’t even uttered a word yet.I stared at her, I studied her body language and how she moved, I could see how her hands shook and how fast her chest rose and fell. But none of this matters; she did wrong, and she couldn’t fix it. “You didn’t just act like an enemy- you kept on doing it over and over. You disgust me. Go downstairs- I have a surprise waiting for you there.” I ordered as she nodded and walked down. I shook my head and balled my hand into a fist before I drove it into the wall. “Fuck!” I yelled out. How did I let this happen? How did I not notice? How could I have been so oblivious?Had I gone soft? Was my father and Kazmir right? I won’t let this be! This is impossible. I left the room and watched as she walked down the stairs slowly, taking the new reality fully. She immediately clasped her mouth when she saw the men I had caught.

CHASE “Has she been locked?” I asked as Sky walked in, he didn’t reply; he just nodded. She doesn’t talk- all he does is grunt and use head signals, the only time he talks is considered a miracle or a thing of chance and fate. “Good, you are excused.” I waved him off as I went into my office. I closed the door and sighed. I walked around my office, pacing like a tiger waiting to be unleashed. I grinded my jaw, reminiscing about what had just happened. Never in my life did I think I would ever have to send my wife to the basement. We were on the same page- I enjoyed fucking her and his beautiful her moans are in my ears. Fuck how did this happen? Her father is a thorn in my flesh- he is someone that won’t stop until he has ruined everything I own. I went over to my fridge and took out a bottle of wine. A friend gifted this to me years back, I never really cared for it until now. I needed something different but strong.Something that would really hit. Everything and everyone wa

CHASE.“Sir.” A maid ran up the stairs and appeared outside my office door. She was panting, and she looked like she had seen a ghost. None of my workers dares barge into my office if they didn't have a reason to. She'd better have a good reason. “What?” I asked her as I raised my head and stared into her eyes. “It’s about-”“Speak up!!!” I urged her. “Sloane, she just puked, and I think she is sick; she hasn’t eaten in two days.” She narrated, I didn’t care even if she had puked on her, even if her arms looked soaked, and she indeed smelled like puke.I was in my home office with Vadim, we were addressing the issues regarding the warehouse- how else I could make money: I was in my zone working, and someone else was here talking to me about Sloane trying to unalive herself. She could do that for all I cared. “Okay, what should I do? She doesn’t want to eat; how is that a problem of mine? Handle that and don’t come back here with half-baked information for me anymore!” I snappe