All Chapters of The Mafia Don Married Me For Revenge.: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

SLOANE I paused briefly, then returned to the bedroom. Heading back to the closet where the safe was open, money was arranged inside.My father's visage appeared suddenly in my thoughts. The last time I had seen him he appeared utterly exhausted. Completely tired, he was carrying the weight of debt suffocating him, the warnings from his creditors, the hopelessness in his gaze when he inquired if I could assist in any way.I had refused. I explained to him that I was unable to assist, that my circumstances were difficult and that he had to seek a solution.At that moment I was looking at an amount exceeding what my father needed. Funds that Chase likely wouldn't realize were gone if I took a small portion. Just sufficient to settle my fathers liabilities provide him with a beginning and resolve the issue that had dragged me into this situation initially.Before I had consciously chosen to act my hand extended toward one of the piles.It would be incredibly simple. Grab what I requir

CHASE "There are things you don't know, " Kazmir said, his eyes suddenly sharp despite the scars on his face. "Your father was involved in affairs that would make your treachery look like an act of kindness. You want to know if he knew about me? Fine. He did. He backed it. He thought the group needed guidance and I was picked to provide it."The words should have shocked me, they should have hurt.. They just connected like puzzle pieces I had been avoiding for far too long." You really believed him? Believed that after getting rid of me he would let you manage everything?" I shook my head. "I thought you were smarter than that...""I believed I lacked any option. Your father clearly cautioned me that if you failed to act right, someone else would..." He leaned forward much as his restraints allowed. "He’s scheming, Chase. Something big.. Whatever it is, you're preventing it."I rose from the chair pulling it over the floor beneath me. Unintentionally my fist connected with Kazmir's

SLOANEMy father set the bag down carefully as though it might explode. "Your husband. How is he holding up? I heard about the shooting. Such a heartbreaking incident."The abrupt shift in subject caught me off guard. "He’s fine. Improving.""Alright, alright. That's reassuring." He rubbed the nape of his neck, steering clear of my eyes. ". I still can't grasp why you remain with him, especially after what his family put you through."His voice carried a quality that made my skin prickle. "What do you mean?""Don't act naive around me, Sloane." His face grew stern. "You were abducted, snatched by his brother on the brink of being sold like— merchandise.. Then what? I had to give you to Chase Volkov as if you were a deal to ensure your survival. To keep all of us safe." His tone escalated. ". Now you're standing here acting the devoted spouse protecting the family that ruined your life?""That's not—it wasn't like that—""Wasn't that so?" He stepped forward, his hands tightening into f

CHASE"I just had to hold you." I pulled back a bit to observe her face. "Where were you going earlier? I asked Natalia."A brief shift flickered across her expression—so quick I almost missed it. "Shopping. Just picked up things.""Shopping." I studied her face looking for the deceit I felt lingering between us. All I saw was Sloane looking up at me with those eyes I had learned to recognize after months of being together. "What did you buy?""Nothing exciting. Just some of my things." She raised her hand to gently cup my cheek. "What’s with that expression on your face?""Like what?""As though you are trying to peer into my thoughts."Because I had to be. Because there was an emotion I couldn’t pinpoint and following all that happened with Kazmir and my father I wasn’t certain who I could trust anymore.This was Sloane. The lady to whom I had revealed my love. The lady I had promoted despite my father’s objections. The lady who stayed by my side when I was injured and helpless.I h

SLOANE'S POV Chaos arrivalAfter the conversation with Natalia, I thought about the situation and decided to open up. It was morning the sun was out. It was the kind that makes anyone feel dizzy, but mine was different. I was relentlessly trying to calculate the situation in hand. I didn't know what to do, all I could do was roam from one corner to the other trying to think we would. At first, I felt uneasy about it. What would be his reactions? How would he feel? All of this was on my mind, but there wasn't a specific answer. I sat at the corner of the living room as I watched a man's shadow come out of the door. I rushed, but unfortunately, it was Kashmir. I stopped immediately acting as if I was looking for something. Kashmir stopped and stared at me for seconds before saying a word. I refused to talk to him, acting ignorant of him being there. “Why are you acting up suddenly? Weren't you going to say something to me?” He asked. I looked up, trying to feel balanced. I didn't