Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forced To Marry The Cruel Mafia Lord. : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

TWENTYONE: JESSICA'S POV I stood before the window... Staring and reminiscing through all that had happened these past few days... It's still like a dream...the life I have always wanted for myself has been cut short because of this cold-hearted devil called Lucian... Even his name despises me, and what gives my heart the greatest fear is the fact that the worst is yet to happen in the next two weeks... Heaving out a loud sigh as my heart is being loaded with heavy luggage... I clutched so hard on my chest, squeezing it... I turned to stare at Willow... Yes this is for her, I got to do this for her...she turned from the wall she faced and her eyes met with mine, it was sad and gloomy... My heart skipped in what I call fear. I don't know what to call it, but fear is the only word I can grasp right now... I immediately looked away from her as a tear trickled from one side of my eyes down to my cheek...I immediately wiped it away, but I shuddered immediately as

TWENTY THREE: LUCIAN'S POVI walked out of my tower, and I met my driver already waiting beside the car, door pulled open, waiting for me. I turned around swiftly, taking my gaze to the east where Jessica's quarters were located. My lips pulled into a smirk as my gaze lingered over there. I was traveling to Beijing, and I already knew how stubborn she was, she might try to seize this opportunity. She might try to escape from me, I mean, half of my men weren't even around and here I was, heading to Beijing, China. Why wouldn't she try to seize the opportunity? Why wouldn't she try to escape? She would. She will. And once she does? That'll be her worst mistake because I won't back down on my words. I won't take pity on the little lad, and she'll lose her life because of her sister, not by my hands, but by her sister's. I finally tore my gaze away from that corner, then headed towards the car. I got in, and the door thudded, closing me in. My driver wal

TWENTY FIVE: JESSICA'S POVWillow and I were giggling as we walked to the dining, she was so excited about the whole dining stuff and seeing her smiling like that warmed my heart... But however, Walking into the dining, my heart paused beating when I saw those three ladies already at the dining, eating. Willow stared at me, then back at them, her fear showing in every corner of her face. The maids before us smiled, pointing to a vacant seat for us. Emily and Lillian. Those were their names. While the blonde haired is Emily, the champagne color haired was Lillian. “Breakfast is ready, ma'am.” They said, snapping me out of my thoughts. The three girls stopped eating too. They took their heads up from their meal, stared at me, and I felt my bones crack because of the stare they gave us, but I bit my bottom lip, not trying to give away any fear. I began heading towards the table, still holding Willows hands tight and their gazes? It never left us till we set

TWENTY SEVEN: Lucian’s POV A small smirk tugged at the right corner of my lips as I watched them. Two men, all bravado and wrong assumptions, sizing me up like amateur chess players who’d already forgotten how the pieces moved. They shifted into stances meant to intimidate, while I shifted into the part of me that enjoyed watching fools make predictable choices.I intended to end them. The thought slid through me like a dark, delicious certainty, and then I set it aside. There were plans, and there were impulses. Impulses were for the careless. Plans were for the wise, and they lasted. I wasn’t going to ruin mine for the fleeting satisfaction of blood.The first man lunged, opening himself up with the kind of telegraphed punch you could read a mile away. His weight committed before his fist did; his heel came off the floor, his shoulder shrugged forward. I ducked like a metronome; my movement was economy and timing, nothing wasted. His momentum betrayed

TWENTY NINE: LUCIAN'S POVWith a snap of my finger, the building blew off with fire and puff, and the smoke invaded every space."No!" Ming Hao cried out in pain. He went on his knees, weeping like a child while the hotel continued to burn.If only he knew the kind of person I was, he wouldn't have tried to mess with me. Now he will watch the hotel he has spent his money on go into dust."I am sorry. Please make it stop." He cried, and a cruel smile graced my lips.The truth is, that's just how humans are. When they are in a difficult situation, they will still think they can make a choice.However, there is nothing like a choice when it comes to me. And that is one thing Ming Hao failed to notice the moment he set his eyes on me.I tucked my hand inside my pocket, my unwavering look at the way Ming Hao kept wailing. His cries and pleas actually sound like a melody to me.With his whole body shaking with fear and shock, he brought out his phone to dial a nu