บททั้งหมดของ Claimed By The Mafia Brothers : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

“What will I ever do without him in my life?”–Rebecca had never been any more confused and angry in her entire life. Just standing there with that monster holding her hand so tightly made her wish she had some sort of weapon to carve off his eerie smile. But in the end, she had nothing. She was powerless against a man like him in this situation. She couldn't do anything but to succumb to his wishes to save the one thing she owned and loved more than her life. “Why are you doing this, Leon? Why do you have to take things so far?” Hot tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at him. She kept trying to wriggle her arm free but his grip was tight. “Because you pushed me, Rebecca. You made me do this.” He growled in a deep tone. “All you had to do was stick with me and none of this would have happened.” She couldn't control the tears that poured down her face. “Is this what you wanted from the start? To see me hurting so much?” Leon stared into her eyes and found himself not being

“I'm ready to walk down the darkest path of this earth as long as it's with you.”–Rebecca stared at the man that stood not too far away from them. She didn't know how to feel. At first, she felt it was her salvation, but from the look of things, it looked like Leon's death. And as much as she despised Leon, she would never have wished him death. Blood decorated the half of Diego's face, yet that wasn't the scariest part of his face. He didn't look like a man that was going to kill someone but death itself. "Diego...!" She breathed sharply. If she asked him not to do anything, she would either have to sign the marriage certificate or lose her son and she wasn't ready for either of them. Leon's eyes widened more than Rebecca thought they could get, she watched the look of surprise spread all over his face like a deadly disease spreading fast and wide. "D-- D-- Diego Gonzalez!" Leon stuttered. "What are you... What brings you here?" If he wanted to act calm, he was failing terri

“Together, our bodies have never felt any better.”–The door clicked shut behind them, and for the first time in what felt like years, there was nowhere else to be.Rebecca stood in the middle of the room, still fully dressed, it almost felt like a dream being where she was at all. Diego watched her from the doorway, memorizing the shape of her in the low light. The way her shoulders had finally dropped, the way her breath came slower now that they were alone together. "We're married," she said quietly, as if saying it too loud might break them apart. "We're married." He echoed, crossing the room to her.His words were more of an assurance rather than a response. "I can't believe it." She uttered with a soft laugh. He reached up to brush a strand of stray hair from her face but that was when he noticed it. A single tear drop rolled down the side of her eyes, not from sadness, not from excitement either. It was a mix of everything.Three years apart, yearning for each other yet

“After everything, I still care for him. I truly am weak.”–Diego leaned back in his chair, the phone pressed to his ear, and for the first time since Rebecca had left that morning, he felt himself breathe easily. "How did it go?" he asked."It went just fine," Rebecca said in response. Diego smiled. He could hear how relaxed she was in her tone, although it was laced by exhaustion that she was obviously trying to hide. "You sound tired." He said in a soft tone. "I'm not tired, I'm excited actually. We can finally be together without worrying about any trouble or danger."Diego's smile faltered. He wished he could share her relief but he couldn't. His brother was still an existing factor standing against them. He managed a smile again. "You should get some sleep.""Okay." She responded surprisingly giving in to his request unlike he had been expecting. She must have been really tired. "Diego," she called out his name suddenly. "there's something really important I need to tell

“How dare he even be this petty?” –Rebecca felt her blood boiling where she stood, different questions began to float around in her head. "Why did I even come at all? What am I even expecting him to say? Why should what that lying bastard killer have to say matter at all to me? What exactly am I hoping to achieve by being here?"The questions kept bouncing around in her head but she managed to shove them away in order to focus. Chase didn't say anything right away, he just watched her approach him with the same easy smile playing on his face. Rebecca couldn't stop regretting everything, it was that same smile he always had on his face that always somehow managed to calm her down whenever she was overwhelmed by what she thought was a reality-- Diego killing her father-- yet somehow, it made her feel so sick inside. "You don't look so good." Chase finally said, his words snapping her out of his thoughts. He tilted his head to the side as he asked. "Is something wrong?"Rebecca sho