บททั้งหมดของ Claimed By The Mafia Brothers : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

“A treatment befitting of an empress, a heart as heavy as a mountain.” –The moment Vincenzo stepped back from her, she felt like she could finally breathe again. How could the presence of a man be so suffocating? Making her want to shit her pants!She swallowed, trying to control herself. “So I'm just supposed to go there and plant a secret recorder while wearing a camera on me? Won't they catch on? From what you say, they are really smart people.” He nodded his head. “Indeed they are, but you have to be smarter. They don't pay attention to every face that walks into that room and also, they will all be putting on masks to conceal their identity. No one is supposed to know who is who at such a shady gathering. You should get the gist of the entire thing. “We're trusting you to do this for us and the Don is so confident that you won't let us down. I want to believe that, after all, I recommended you.” When she heard those words, her jaws dropped to the ground. “What? Why? You don'

"I'll get out of here tonight and there's no going back."--Rebecca went back into her bedroom, wishing she would be stopped by Diego. But she didn't even notice him spare her a second glance as she went into her room. She felt tears well up in her eyes as she fell into her bed. What exactly is going on in her life? It had been so long since she last asked herself that question. It seemed she had gotten so comfortable in the enemy's embrace. How dare she even allow herself to have sex with the man that killed her father? Twice!'What exactly is wrong with you, Rebecca?!' She heard her subconsciousness yell at her. Unfortunately, she couldn't provide an answer to that question. She had asked herself that question so many times that she started avoiding it because she didn't have an answer to it. Tears flowed freely down her face for the first time in a long while. "Dad..." She muttered as she curled up into a ball on the bed. "Why did you get yourself into all this mess?" She ask

"The Gonzalez secrets and politics can drive the most sane person insane."--Rebecca waited patiently for a response as she watched the emotions unfold on Chase's face. At first, he looked surprised, then it melted into a calmness she didn't really understand. Then his lips curved into a smile and he held onto her hand tighter. "What kind of person would I be if I was angry? I know how you feel. You must feel so suffocated, especially with Diego around always trying to tell you what to do. "I can't promise you your freedom, but I will try talking to him to let you go and maybe find another way to pay your father's debt. He doesn't actually need you for anything, you're just a souvenir to him. Once he doesn't need."Her eyes widened in shock. "Did you just say you're going to talk to him to let me go?!" She couldn't hide the surprise on her face as she asked. He nodded his head with a gentle smile on his face. "I will. Of course, nothing is promised, but I won't stop until I get y

"Imaginations run wild, mine has gone crazy!" --Rebecca sat up in bed, choking on her saliva. Damn! He was one fine looking man and it was impossible trying to deny that. She managed to keep her eyes locked with his, finding it impossible not to trail over his body repeatedly. But she had to remind herself, she was angry at him. She hated him. The man who murdered her father and maybe his own too from what she had heard from Chase. Plus, he had been ignoring her which was not supposed to be. Weren't they supposed to talk things over when he cooled down?Although she knew she had hurt him when she couldn't bring herself to say she didn't like Chase. But did she really like Chase?Focus!"What are you doing in here?" She asked him with a forced glare. Diego walked towards her bed with the grace of a king, taking his time with every careful and precise step. He made walking look like an art. "Get up." He said. Not commanding, not ordering, but not pleading as well, just simple wor

“I don't know why he's always affecting me.” –Rebecca would be lying if she said she wasn't feeling nervous, her hands slightly trembled as she tried to put in the contact lens but she refused to ask for help. When they finally settled in, a sigh of contentment escaped her lips. It didn't do anything to her eye color, they just sat on top of her irises like they weren't even there. Well, at least she had accomplished something on her own. She thought to herself. When she was being dressed up, she hadn't even been chanced to raise a single finger, it made her feel as if she was a little child that couldn't dress herself. But she would be lying if she said she didn't feel the authority in them, having someone else dress you. But she didn't like the feeling, after all, Diego dresses himself as well. After putting in the contact lenses, she turned around to show it to him. He simply nodded in acknowledgement without looking twice at her eyes. She kept telling herself not to think t