บททั้งหมดของ Claimed By The Mafia Brothers : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

“How can he look so sad and broken at the same time?”–Rebecca left her son in the care of his nanny as she planned to go over to the location Diego had sent to her. As she made her way towards the door, Helen stopped her, questioning her. "Where do you think you're going by this time of the night?"Rebecca faked a smile. "I need some air. It suddenly feels so stuffy inside my bedroom with all the calls I'm getting." Helen didn't bother questioning her further. After making sure it was safe, she went to the location he had given her. It was an old bar she had never noticed before as much as she frequented that road. Making sure it was the right address, she went inside. A man with full white hair and beards was by a counter, cleaning the counter top with a piece of red rag and he didn't look up as he said to her. "The back.""Excuse me?" Rebecca asked, confused. "Head on to the back." He replied without raising his head to even spare her a glance. She wondered if the main bar

“How much I've craved your touch…”–Rebecca leaned into his touch, feeling the warm sensation that spread through her body sober her up. Her tears ran freely down her cheeks and her body dangerously and painfully ached for his touch. She hadn't had it easy for the past three years, everything she had had to deal with during that period rushed back to her all at once and she couldn't stop the free flow of tears from falling. Her eyes fell close for a moment, savouring his touch for as long as she could. When her eyes opened, she realized he had been staring at her in silence, watching her, probably regretting hurting her like that. The words dropped from her lips before she even realized it. "I love you, Diego." Diego's eyes sparked with surprise, he didn't believe those words that fell from her lips. He couldn't stop himself as he leaned in and cupped her lips in a deep and hungry kiss. Rebecca's body pulsed with life as their lips connected. He sucked on her lips like he want

“He's the strongest man I've ever met and now he's willing to shift the entire world for me.”–Rebecca managed to get home that morning feeling tired and restless. She didn't want to leave, her entire body yearned for a few more moments next to him, but she knew that if she gave in to those feelings, she would never be able to leave. So she left instead, no words left behind. Hopefully no regrets too. But that part was a lie, she regretted it every step of the way. Vincenzo's words trailed back into her mind as she flopped against her bed. "You can't keep doing this, not to yourself or to Don Diego." He had said in a very firm voice. "You're hurting, you both are. You need to fix this. You can't survive without each other, your son needs the both of you at this point of his life."She wanted to hush him up, to tell him never to mention her son in their conversation again. But she knew he was right. Timothee needed them. He needed not just her but his father too. He didn't make it

“He's getting too close to the truth, there's no escaping him now.”–Rebecca kept thinking back at her encounter with Chase, something felt so... Off about him. He almost didn't believe her when she denied Diego as the father of her child. What was he up to?"Why aren't you eating your food?" Helen's voice cut through her train of thoughts. Rebecca looked up and blinked, for a second there, she had completely forgotten that she was sitting at the dining table. She shook her head. "It's nothing.""Let's hope it is." Helen voiced a reply. There wasn't a single sign of concern in her tone. "Why did you come home later than usual today? Did you go out after work?""I went to pick up Timothee from school." Rebecca responded in a bright tone. "He goes to school now?" Helen questioned, her perfectly shaped and skin brow arched as she asked. Rebecca nodded enthusiastically. For a moment there, she had hoped her aunt would share the joy that she felt at the fact that her little child was

“Will he really stop?”–Rebecca's entire body was trembling beside herself, she didn't know what to say or how to deny such a claim. Even though he was wrong, he was dangerously close to the truth which was very unsettling. She had to force herself to take a few deep breaths before her voice came alive. "You're stalking me now?" "Rebecca, don't." He said firmly. "Don't even try to cover up this issue. It's very bad and I know you know it, that's why you're ashamed to say it to anyone." "You're wrong, Leon. Way off. The consigliere of the Gonzalez family?" She scoffed a laugh. "How would I ever get the chance to marry a man like him?"I really don't remember what happened three years ago and whether I saw you at an airport or not, but one thing I remember very clearly is that I was never married. I'm sure you've checked with the court, as you must have found out, I was never registered into any marriage with any man. "Leon, stop trying to believe you know everything when you don'