All Chapters of Forced To Marry The Cruel Mafia Lord. : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ELEVEN: Jessica's Pov“This is the second time I'm seeing her standing in front of Gray's door. Who is she?”“I bet she's one of the whores who wouldn't stop lurking around Gray.”“I don't think she's a whore. She doesn't look like one.”“Then why has she been frequenting Gray's apartment?”“And she's crying too? Phew. I'm pretty sure she's a slut.”The hateful comments piercing my ears were none of my business, at least, for the moment, because none of what they were saying mattered to me. Right, I've been frequenting Gray's apartment, but not because I was a whore or whatever they called it. It's been two days since Willow was taken from me, and every normal person under my shoes is expected to do exactly what I was doing—cry my eyes out while seeking for means to find her.It wasn't as if I wasn't trying. Of course I was, but my efforts had limits and that included not being able to leave this place at all.I sniffled, wiping my tears that were falling relentlessly a

THIRTEEN: Lucian's Pov“I don't want to believe that what I saw happened. There's no way you had your dog lick Alicia's pussy, did you?!” Gray asked, his voice dripping with disbelief as he stared at me. We were already heading to the meeting zone. I turned my sharp gaze to him, “I was being generous, wasn't I?” My brows pulled together as I asked, a knowing smirk playing across my lips. Apart from the fact that Gray was my second in command, he was also my close friend who I could be free with. “That wasn't being generous....” he groaned, “That was..... Insane.” he lamented, his voice dripping with frustration.“I know.” I simply replied and I heard Gray scoff, but he said no word instead. We resumed the walk in sheer silence when he suddenly halted, then turned to me. “Do you have the girl's sister? She's really cried enough and....”“I haven't seen a bucket filled with blood like her tears. I'm expecting her to give me a bucket of blood.” I sharply cut in

FIFTEEN: Jessica's PovSome events have a way of robbing you of your existence, while some always give you a reason to live. I was, however, strangely stuck between the two. Willow always gave me a reason to live, and if not for her, I might have given up on life, but Lucian had robbed that off, the moment he took her away from me. I didn't sleep a wink as the message I received from him last night kept thudding in my ears. •The maid you questioned about my tower, I'd serve you her head. You have no right to ask anyone questions about me. I would have gone out in search of him last night, I would have pleaded, but I didn't even know where to search for him. And as I sat on the bed, the guilt of everything tore my skin apart, my heart bleeding with everything happening around me. She didn't even say a word, she declined, so why was Lucian doing this? Why was he deliberately ruining my life?! That too with precision?First, he took Willow because I rejected him, no

SEVENTEEN: LUCIAN'S POVI was soaking myself in the pool inside my lounge when I got the blare of that alarm, signalling that an intruder had trespassed. I didn't have a moment to think, I got out from the pool, then flung a dress on my body, my eyes blazing with fury. Whoever it was that dared step into that area was sure asking for death and I, Lucian Giordano, was going to give it in tenfolds. Over the years, I've protected this area because it held a lot of secrets I wouldn't want coming into light. Countless times, Raphael and Gray had to ask me to change the location of things in that area just to be on a safer side, but I snapped that thought close immediately. Once in a while, I needed someone to trespass, once in a while, I needed to spill someone's blood, once in a while, I needed to remind them of who I was and who they were dealing with. I needed to see fear imprinted on their faces. I needed to see them shiver and tremble, I needed to see blood

NINETEEN: JESSICA'S POVMy happiness can't be hidden, no matter how much I tried to hide it. I couldn't believe that after many days, I was with my sister, Willow. I hugged her tight immediately we entered my room. I missed her so much and thank God she is fine."Did he hurt you, I mean Lucian?" I asked with worries written all over my face, but to my surprise she shook her head."No, he was good to me." I watched as my sister answered innocently. I can't believe that it was the same Lucian who asked his guard to give me 15 bullets that was good to my sister. "Sis Lucian fed me so well and I think I like him already, he is not a bad person," Willow added. "No Willow, you are not meant to trust anyone here, no matter how good they might look. Thank you so much for coming back, I missed you so much" I said with a drop of tears that escaped from my eyes, but I was fast enough to clean it. I don't want her to see me in tears. Willow nodded but stopped when she noti