All Chapters of Falling For The Enemy Mafia King : Chapter 81 - Chapter 89

ChiaraMy eyes fly open.Adriano is mumbling something in his sleep. I eye him carefully. It’s dark, but I can see he’s in some kind of distress.“Don’t leave me,” he whispers.Is he having a nightmare? His breathing is ragged, and his body is shaking as if he’s trying to move but can’t.“Adriano?” I say softly.He doesn’t hear me. I want to go over to him, but I don’t want to end up in the basement. Snatching a pillow, I toss it across the room. My aim sucks, so it ends up landing nowhere near him.But Adriano rolls over, jumps up, and aims his gun at the pillow and then at me. I gasp. Where the hell did that gun come from and how did he do all that so fast?I lift my hands up, not daring to move. He looks around the room and turns on the lights. I squint at him. His forehead is beaded with sweat.“What the fuck did you just do? Throw a pillow at me?” he asks.“Um, you were having a nightmare, I think. You said—”“So what?” he snaps, holstering his gun. “I could’ve shot you!”“That’s

Chiara“I need you to do something for me,” Adriano says with a smile on his face as soon as I take a seat at the table in the dining room.There’s no food on the table this time, just an empty bucket next to my chair. What the hell is going on?“Do what?” I ask.“There’s an event where all important businessmen will be. I need you to come with me, as my wife.”“What?” I gape at him.Is he serious right now? I don’t even know how he can say we’re married because the papers I signed can’t be legal. And now he wants to parade me in public as his wife?“No.” I cross my arms. “I’m not your wife, so I won’t do that.”“You should be glad I’m offering you this chance. Take it as a sign of my goodwill. I’m going to let you go once I have what I want. My wife disappearing would cause me some complications. Of course, I’d deal with those if you decided not to do what I asked of you, but I’m sure you and your parents will be more reasonable in the future.”I don’t trust him. If everyone really s

ChiaraI hate him.I hate the way he’s looking at me, and I hate the way he’s holding me.The worst part is that I still feel safe in his embrace, even though I know that’s not true. I still feel the warmth spreading through my body when he touches me.He tilts his head, his eyes still trained on mine. Our lips are so close that I almost think he’s going to kiss, and some twisted part of me wants it to happen.I want to pretend that he’s Blue, but I can’t. He’s Adriano, my biggest nightmare, and now I’m dancing with him as if we’re truly married. My arms are around his neck and I want to choke him. I want to end him just to stop feeling the way I feel and to stop this torture.But I can’t do that. I have to survive tonight and play my role. It’s the only way to get away from him. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget him and the things he’s done, but if he’s not close to me, then maybe he won’t constantly be on my mind.Adriano twirls me around and a familiar face catches my gaze.

“I do, but you’ll have to sign an NDA first. You understand why, right?” I have to make it sound at least a bit like anormal, professionalagreement that famous people strike, even though the idiot is so eager he wouldn’t even think about anything else.It’s a good thing we’re out of everyone’s earshot. This way, they’ll think we’re discussing business or chitchatting like everyone else.“I do. I’ll say goodbye to a few friends first, and I’ll see you there.” He winks.I give him a nod. This has to be both the easiest and hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. Easiest because this sick fuck fell right into my trap. Hardest because every second that he keeps breathing is like a heavy weight crushing me.Once I see Filippo leave, I head toward the restrooms. If anyone notices I’m gone, they’ll think I’m tending to my wife, and I am, in a way. There’s a tiny chance Filippo will brag to someone about what we just agreed anyway because he technically hasn’t signed anything yet, but I hope he’s