Semua Bab Phantom Syndicate: Undercover Wife To The Mafia Trillionaire: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Geraldine’s Point of ViewI swallowed hard as I stared at him, then glanced at my hand that he seemed to be practically devouring. What on earth was he doing? The man looked like he had suddenly turned into a cannibal.“H Hubby, that hurts.”His eyes lifted to mine slowly, those dangerously attractive eyes that made my breath catch no matter how annoyed I was.And honestly, he was acting better than me. Seriously, mas magaling pa siyang umarte kaysa sa akin.He lowered his head and kissed the spot he bit earlier, and the heat in my cheeks shot up instantly.“I don’t care where you came from, whether you're poor or rich, or whose child you are. You belong to me, and no man will ever take you away from me. Remember that, wife.”I blinked at him, stunned. Why was he like this right now? What got into him?Then I caught the faint scent of alcohol from his breath.Great. He was definitely drunk.“Hubby, I think you're drunk. You’re really drunk. How many glasses of wine did you drink?”“I’

Geraldine’s Point of ViewWe finally stepped out of the mansion and I held onto Mike’s arm. Thank goodness he had sobered up a little after drinking too much earlier.“Hubby, you cannot drink again, okay? You cannot control yourself when you are drunk.”“Why? What exactly did I do earlier?” he asked in a flat tone.“Nothing…”I turned my gaze away and continued walking beside him until we finally reached the party venue.There, I saw Mike’s dad talking seriously with a group of businessmen. My lips curled into a faint smile as a thought crossed my mind. Maybe these people were connected to the Mafia Emperor. Just maybe. It always felt like everyone they knew had some sort of connection, like their world was one big web.“Daddy!”All of them turned toward me, and the serious expression on Mike’s father’s face immediately melted into a smile the moment he saw me.“Oh, you are finally here.”I slipped away from Mike and went straight to hug his dad.“Of course. I cannot miss your birthda

Geraldine’s Point of ViewHe held my cheek and gently caressed it, making me look straight into his eyes. For a second, I wondered if something had possessed him. He kept changing modes. He was annoying me earlier because he would not let me eat sweets, and now he had suddenly switched back into this dream boy version of himself again.I glanced at Rafayel and lightly signaled at him, asking what was going on with his best friend.“Did your best friend get possessed or something?”I saw him grin before giving me a playful wink. Great. What did he tell this man now?“Do not look at other men. Focus your attention only on me, wife.”My face instantly warmed at his words. I swallowed hard because I could see the jealousy in his eyes.Why are you even jealous? And what did that man say to you?“He is possessive of whatever he owns.”I remembered Rafayel telling me those exact words before. Okay, relax Gerry. You studied this long ago. You know how to handle a man’s possessiveness.“Do not

3rd Person’s Point of ViewJane lifted her gaze slowly toward him, trying her best to hide the trembling in her chest. She looked calm on the outside, but inside she could barely steady her breathing.“Sir Rafayel, what is it that I should avoid from you?” she asked, her voice soft but steady.Rafayel smiled in that familiar way that made her nervous. He stepped toward her with a slow, confident stride. When he reached her, he lifted his hand and stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. Jane stiffened, eyes widening as she stared back at him.“Why?” he said casually, but his tone carried something deeper. “Has your little crush on me expired already? Is that why you are acting like you have amnesia, my girl?”Jane’s breath caught in her throat. She had not expected him to say something like that.“Sir, please do not…” she whispered shyly, her tone innocent and almost pleading.“Jane!”The loud call from behind them made her turn instantly. It was Manang, standing by the kitchen

3rd Person’s Point of ViewThe assassin kept a silent eye on Gerry and waited patiently for her husband to fall asleep. Only then could he carry out his mission to eliminate Mike.He did not bother paying attention to the wife. To him, she was just another ordinary woman who would scream, faint, or run. He thought she would simply fix the curtains or head back to bed.But in a single breath, everything changed.Gerry moved.In an instant, his neck was caught in her grip. Her fingers pressed against his throat like steel, and her eyes locked on his with a calmness so chilling that it made his blood freeze. Shock widened his eyes as he struggled to understand how someone so small could exert such frightening strength.Her voice was calm, but the threat beneath it was unmistakable.“What do you want from my husband, hmm”His hand clutched at her wrist, the other slowly reaching for the knife hidden beneath his sleeve. B