บททั้งหมดของ Claimed By The Mafia Brothers : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

“Why the hell am I losing control all because of that damn…” –Diego let out a soft sigh, there was a sudden uneasiness in his chest that he didn't quite understand. Why was he feeling that way? And to make things worse, all for a girl! Even when he was faced with death on several occasions, he never felt his heart beating so quickly. But now, all because he was so close to a particular girl. What was she doing to him…? He flinched as he felt a hand rest on his shoulder. Turning around, he noticed it was his brother. Chase stood with surprise written all over his face. He had never seen his brother so agitated before. His thick brow arched as he asked. “Are you… okay?” Clearing his throat, Diego nodded his head. “Of course, why wouldn't I be?”“You look so… off balance.” Chase expressed. “Also, what was really happening back there? We're you truly just saving her from falling and not trying to hurt her or something?” It took a second for Diego to remember the lie Rebecca had to

“Everything is no more than a reminder.” – She felt so small in his arms, like a little child. Her fragile hands moved upward and held onto his clothes like a little girl seeking comfort and, he felt his entire body stiff. The fact that she was actually leaning into him with her entire weight took him by surprise. The last thing he expected from her was her total submission at that moment. “Aren't you going to push me away?” he asked her, trying to comprehend why she had not already done that even before he had to ask. Surprisingly, she snuggled in closer to him. He heard a soft sigh leave her lips, almost as if she was at peace. He didn't even know when his own hands hugged her even tighter to his chest. His heart was beating too fast for him to control and his every attempt to remain composed was so close to failing. This woman… he thought to himself… how was she always able to stir such reactions inside of him? Had he ever felt like that for a woman before? For an

“Getting soft is an offense and insult to the soul.”–Diego stormed out of the room, rage filling him up. He hated the fact that one single mistake from him could make him the most vulnerable person that anyone could take advantage of. “How is she?” He stopped as he heard his brother's voice. It took him a second to turn around, the anger in him didn't want him to look at Chase's face. How could he tell her a very vulnerable secret about him? He was always the one telling her all his weaknesses. When he finally met his brother's face, he managed to drive every single expression away from his face. Although, being the good reader he was, Chase noticed that something was off about his brother. His brow arched softly as he asked. “Is everything okay?” Diego almost rolled his eyes. “Of course something is wrong. Someone managed to break into the mansion without being noticed, he even got to my room and tried to harm–” he cut himself off as he was about to mention Rebecca's name. Ch

“She belongs to me, dead or alive.” –Diego couldn't lie to himself, Vincenzo’s idea was actually worth trying, especially since Rebecca was the kind of woman she was. Smart, calculative, stubborn, and always ready to bite back. With those kinds of skills, she would be able to pull up such a job without messing it up. She was the best one he could even think of to do such. But it was too risky, so he didn't even want to give it a second thought. “I don't want to include that troublesome human being in our plans so we better start thinking of another option.”“Why don't you want to include her? Are you afraid that she'll mess things up?” Vincenzo asked with an arched brow. “You could say that.” Diego said in response with an uncertain nod of his head, burying his hands into the depth of his pocket. Vincenzo didn't quite believe his boss. He was very calculative but also very blunt. “I think we both know that she is smart enough to handle this job the way we want it to go, we need

“How loud do I have to scream to let you know that I am a person and not a tool?!” –Rebecca was confused when she heard what he said. “A very important mission?” She asked with an arched brow. Diego didn't seem interested in saying anything more. “Someone will come and give you the details, make sure you do everything right.” After saying that, he turned and walked out of her bedroom. She sat herself back down, heaving a soft sigh. Why was she feeling so sad? Why was she feeling as if she owed him an apology? Why couldn't she answer the question he asked her? How was she supposed to handle things now that they were going out of hand? “Ugh… seriously Becca…” she placed a hand on her forehead. “What exactly is wrong with you?” A knock interrupted her thoughts and as she opened her eyes, she saw the man she had met earlier in the morning who questioned her. He walked into her room with the same grace, just as if he owned the fucking place. She didn't know why that thought was mak