บททั้งหมดของ my mafia brother-in-law, stole my heart: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

He pulled up in his car, and there she was, wearing the dress he’d sent. Damon couldn’t help but notice how striking she looked, something about her tonight was different, almost magnetic. He opened the door for her, and she slid in.As they drove, Julie glanced at him. “So, we’re hitting a club? I figure you’re into dancing and drinks, but if you’ve got other plans…”“Sounds good to me,” she said. “But hey, Damon, what do you think happens after we die?”“Nothing special. Just a road. Mine’s probably heading straight to hell.”She laughed, then her expression turned serious. “What changed for you?”“The truth did. Bella, she pulled me back from the edge. I thought I was worthless after everything I’d done, but she wouldn’t let me go.”“She loved you?” Julie asked.“Yeah, she did. But I paid for being an idiot, didn’t I?”“You did,” Julie said softly. “But deep down, I think you’re something else. I’ve fallen for you, Damon.”He took her hand, kissed it gently. “I’m sorry, Julie. I’m

Lucas shut the door softly and walked into the living room. Bella was sprawled on the couch, scribbling on some list.“Hey, they’re finally asleep,” he said. “Bella, I’ve got some bad news, well, it’s kind of up to you, really.”“What, we can’t leave yet?” she asked, not looking up.“How’d you guess? Yeah, we’ve got a problem. Ever since Ray bailed, everything’s a mess. You need to go back.”She sighed and let her head fall onto his shoulder. “Fine. One month, Lucas. I’m done with this crap.”“Let’s call an emergency meeting tomorrow. Everyone needs to be there, including Ray.”“Why?”“Because he can’t just ghost us like that. He was pissed, but we need to figure this out before the cops catch wind of it.”“Also, tomorrow night, we’re having dinner at my dad’s. He invited everyone. Literally everyone. No clue why, but whatever.”Lucas kissed her, and the papers slipped from her hands as her arms wrapped around his neck. Things escalated quickly, he lifted her, her legs locking around

"What the hell, Lucas? You’re seriously pissing me off right now.""Then what, Bella? You look like you’re about to explode.""Promise me you won’t do anything stupid.""Fine, I promise.""Caristo kissed me, I slapped him, and now he’s acting like he wants more."Lucas stormed off like a man on a mission. Bella yanked him back. "You promised."He turned, his voice low. "I can’t take you anywhere without someone trying their luck, Bella. In this business, you show weakness, and you’re done. They’ll rip you apart."He pulled out his gun, walked straight up to Caristo, and pressed it to his head. "Touch my wife again, and you won’t even know what hit you. Clear?" The crowd erupted in cheers."What the actual fuck? What kind of circus is this?""Mr. Jackson, I’m not sorry for making a move on your wife. She kept quiet to avoid drama before the wedding, but I’m glad she finally said something. You’ve got to show your strength.""Even think about looking at her wrong, and you’re dead. Screw

"Do you want to talk, Bella?""Talk about what?" She kept moving toward the room.He stepped in front of her, spinning her around. "Look at me," he demanded."I’m tired, Lucas. I just want to sleep, okay?"He muttered a curse under his breath. What the hell was he supposed to say? The truth? Yeah, right. He loved her too much to risk it, so he lied. He’d lied, and now he was stuck wondering how far he’d go for her.Bella drifted off, her dreams pulling her back to that endless road. Alone, she walked until she saw him. "Wait!" she yelled.He turned. "Damon," she gasped, throwing her arms around his neck. He held her tight. "Don’t let go. Please, don’t let go." Their kiss was frantic, desperate. Then, suddenly, he pushed her. She was falling, her hand reaching for him as he caught her. "I’m here," he whispered.She woke up, on the other side of the bed empty. Her chest tightened. What had he lied about? And why? Because he loved her. She cursed again.After a quick shower and pulling o

Bella had been a doctor once, so she knew someone had tampered with the drinks. It felt good, yeah, and Damon’s hand creeping under her skirt didn’t exactly help matters. Giovanni finally left, along with most of the others. “Lucas, take me to a room,” she slurred, stumbling to her feet only to collapse into Damon’s arms. He caught her, steadying her.Lucas appeared, looping an arm around her waist, and guided her toward the elevators. Once inside, Damon’s lips crashed onto hers as the doors slid shut.“I’m hallucinating,” she thought, “Lucas is right here.” But then her body leaned into Damon, and suddenly she was kissing Lucas too. “Hmm, this is nice. Whatever’s in this drink, I’m not complaining.”Lucas scooped her up, carried her into a suite, and laid her down on the massive bed.“Lucas, I’m seeing two of you,” she giggled, her words slurred.“Tell her, Damon,” Lucas said, his voice calm.Damon’s face appeared in front of her. “Bella, look at me.” He kissed her again.“Lucas? Dam