All Chapters of The Mafia Don Married Me For Revenge.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CHASEI didn’t expect Mark to wait around after what happened. I sent him out of my home. Instead, I found him in the hall. Pissed as hell, the hair on his arms stood tall. Blood dripped from his lip. I knew Mark, and what he hated was being told no; he hated being stopped and feeling out of control. I was ready to throw more punches. Not only did he come here on my father's wishes, but he also choked my wife. He deserved everything that's happening between us. I looked around and I saw Kazmir. He could sense the tension. “Boss,” he whispered. “Stop, don’t start something here, you can’t win this in front of him.”I wanted to yell at him and tell him to get out of my way, but I stopped. Kazmir had a point. I didn’t want outsiders seeing me lose control, even if it was my blood.Mark glared at me. I felt his rage. I didn’t blame him if someone had hit my jaw. I would be thinking of taking his head. “Do you think you are stronger than me? Do you think she is yours? This woman was

CHASEWe had just finished the first round, and it was nighttime now. I leaned back against the headboard. Sloane was beside me, warming on my body. I felt her hair soft on my skin. My hands rubbed her hips as I held her close. I knew I had to feel her close to me.“You feel too good like this,” I murmured as I brushed her hair back. “Every time I touch you, I want more.”Her lips parted in a smirk. She winked, daring me. “You already had more,” she teased. “What, you’re not satisfied yet?”“Never,” I growled. Her hands gripped my shoulders. “You’re trouble,” I added. “Could say the same,” she whispered.I didn’t wait. My hands grabbed her hips, and I turned her over, actually flipped her to her back. “Tonight, I’m taking control,” I murmured. Then I reached for the drawer, pulling out the leather cuffs. Her eyes widened, and her heart drummed loudly. “Chase…” she stuttered as she trembled. “Do you trust me?” I whispered into her ear. Her lips parted. “I trust you.”I immediat

CHASEI went to my office and I could still feel the sound of Kazmir’s voice in my head. He said it like it was a fact, like it was simple. ‘Deal with threats quietly. Get rid of problems before they get you. He did not hide the meaning.’He had said it when my cousin tried to push me, when Mark put his hands on Sloane like she was nothing, and when he said things that cut too close to the bone. I punched Mark’s face. My knuckles still stung. The hit did not fix the way I felt. It did not stop the doubt spreading through the men. It did not stop the way my father looked at me like I might fail.I sat in my office and let the room hold me. The lights were low, and the city buzzed far away. The warehouse smelled like oil and old smoke and paper.I had a glass on the desk. I did not touch it. My hands curled around the arm of the chair. I let my jaw work. The anger sat heavy and slow inside my chest. It was not just anger. It was a tight, raw thing that wanted to act, to move, to se

CHASEI felt like shit, yeah, I feel things sometimes. I just sat there behind my desk, staring at the door Sloane slammed. I didn’t move, and I didn't call her back. My body just froze like a statue, like an idiot, while she walked out angry. I could still smell her perfume. It was still in the air. It was sweet and sharp. It made me feel worse with how I treated her. And my chest fell too. I should have gone after her. I should have pulled her in, held her, told her I didn’t mean half the things I said. But I didn’t. My hands stayed flat on the desk like they were nailed down.And I hated myself for it.God, why do I do this? Why do I always hurt her? Why do I make her cry? She just asked a question, and she was worried.I didn’t even ask her if she was scared or if she had a nightmare. I let my anger hurt her, the stress of my cousin.I let it break us. Why do I do this? I rubbed my face, dragging my palms down until it burned. Every fight with her felt like I was buildin

SLOANEI hated myself more than I hated him. That was the truth I didn’t want to say out loud.I was angry at myself for being stupid, for falling in love and thinking he could be a better man. God! What have I turned into? I made my plan. The same plan I always tried to execute and failed woefully. How long can I ignore Chase for…..I didn’t cross his path today. I didn’t go near him. When I heard his voice- I went to the other side. I hid from him, from his voice and his presence. I turned into a ghost. I was scared the whole time. It was almost evening time. He hasn’t come to the room since last night. That was fair and good. And that meant I could stay in another room. So I went to my room. I thought it would be locked because nothing in this house was mine. Chase probably told them to lock the door and clear the room. I knew that, but something pushed me to open the door. There was no harm in trying. I just stood there when it opened. I looked at it for a moment. I did