Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forced To Marry The Cruel Mafia Lord. : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

ONE: Jessica's Pov. It was ten pm and that ended my shift, my phone started vibrating in my back pocket adding to my anxiety. "Jess, can you stay until Becky comes?" My boss called and I shook my head, taking my phone from my back pocket. It was Willow, my little sister. Shit. "I can't, I really have to go now" I dismissed politely but judging from the angry scowl on her face she wasn't pleased with my reply. "It's obvious you don't value this job, maybe you should stay at home tomorrow or for the rest of the week" She threatened. "You know I can't do that-""Then stay until Becky comes" She snapped, my phone had stopped ringing but I knew that was even worse, every single second I spent here something horrible might be happening to Willow at home. I removed my apron and dropped it on the counter, taking the hundred-dollar bill there before heading for the door. My boss cursed loudly as I shut the door. I can always find another job but I can't ignore my l

THREE: Jessica's Pov My life is over. There is no way I can lie my way out of this and I don't want him to hurt my sister. "I... I'm his niece" I mumbled, avoiding his gaze. "That wasn't all the answers" Raphael probed. "Jessica, I'm Jessica Callum" I added my eyes watering as I struggled to keep my tears at bay. "Jessica Callum?" He called my name with a tinge of amusement in his tone. "Yes," I nodded. He hummed and the other man brought a chair for him. He sat down elegantly and I watched him insert a cigarette between his lips. "Where is your uncle?" He demanded the flick of his skullface zippo echoing as he lit the cigarette. "I don't know, he left after... I came back home from work and he left after that" I replied. "You are saying that was the last time you saw him?" He asked again. "Yes, I swear! I just want to go home, I don't know what he owes you but that has nothing to do with me and my sister. Please let us go" I pleaded glad I was talking

FIVE: Lucian's Pov Patience has never been my strong suit, but it was needed in my world. Austin Callum is playing with fire if he thinks running to my enemy is going to save him, as I watch Ryder cut the bastard open I imagine what I would do to Austin when they catch him. I hate getting my hands dirty, but it wasn't something I would lose sleep over, ridding the world of trash like him was something I take pleasure in and the fact that he thought he could betray me and get away with it is ludicrous. "Harvest the organs and send them to the hospital," I ordered through the comms and Ryder nodded on the screen. Light footsteps caught my attention but I didn't bother to check who was coming in because I already knew who walks like a ghost. After two weak knocks, he opened the door walking in sluggishly, "What is it this time?" I asked when he plopped on the couch at the other side of my desk. "Raphael is acting like a prick" Gray commented and I furrowed my b

SEVEN: Jessica's Pov.My eyes shot out in surprise and the gun fell from my grasp, my eyes widening in horror at what I saw. My uncle, Austin, was limp, eyes wide and his chest pierced with the bullet I'd released. Jesus. I actually..... Shot my uncle dead?Panic surged through me, tears streaming down my cheeks as my knees gave up, sinking down with a heavy thud, then my palms covered my mouth, trapping the scream that wanted to spill..No.... No....I didn't do this. I actually didn't want to kill him. He might have done a lot of crazy stuff to Willow and I, but killing him without a blink was absurd. It was completely out of it. My head was shaking as I stared at his lifeless body, my heart twisting in guilt. Someone moved and placed a hand on my uncle's eyes, pressing his lids together to shut his open eyes.I lifted my tears streaked face and my gaze clashed with that of Lucien's. He had that amusing grin sprawled across his lips, his eyes glinting with some

NINE: Lucian's Pov Shock morphed on her face the moment she saw me at her door, and I watched her push her little sister behind her back in a bid to protect her from me and my fingers balled into a tight fist, jaw hardening. There were certain things I didn't repeat, and certain rules I don't break, but ever since this girl stepped foot in my territory, I've repeated things more than twice, and it wasn't good. After Raphael told me he left her at the uncompleted building, a wave of anger had washed over me, and Raphael, noticing my switch in mood, had asked if he could go kill her. I waved him off and it was Gray who stepped up next, asking if he could let the girl and the sister go. That somehow struck a nerve inside me and even though I didn't want to, I sprung to my feet and left them inside, coming here immediately. Why did I even come here? I didn't know, or maybe I did, but I didn't want to accept the fact that I couldn't let the girl go, especiall