Sold Bride Of The Mafia Lord のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

**ANGELA POV** The ray of sunlight shone on my face as I lay on the bed. As my eyes fluttered open, I was shocked to see Richard seated on the couch in my room. He wore a black top, black jeans trousers, and boots, as he crossed one leg over the other. Black eyes watching me intensely. "Morning, princess," he spoke with a smirk, and I hastily sat up on the bed. "How did you get in here?" I asked him, shocked as I recoiled on the bed. Richard rose to his feet, his tall features exuding an air of superiority. He stole a glance at his wristwatch, lips parted as he said, "7 am. Get up and have your bath quickly. We are heading to the harem." "The harem? What's that?" I asked nervously, slipping out of the vast bed. I had fallen asleep the previous night, and I was so tired. The day was Sunday, and I wondered where the harem was. Was it a church? As I turned to face Richard, his eyes locked on mine. "Where is a harem? Is it a church?" I asked, looking at Richard's face. He towered

**ANGELA POV** Madonna moved out of the kitchen and quickly came over to the dining table to serve me a cup of tea and two slices of bread. "Thank you, Ma," I said to her, wondering how she was able to put up with a ruthless man like Richard Henshaw. I couldn't breathe properly under his gaze, as his eyes kept staring at me like a predator. "Do you need anything else, Madam?" Madonna asked, once she was done setting up my breakfast. "No, I am fine," I swiftly replied. Then she moved away to the kitchen. Sighing, I picked up my tea, drinking it as fast as I could, as I wanted to get away from Richard. After my breakfast, I rose to my feet, and Derek was back in the living room. "Come with me," Derek said, and I knew that I had no other option than to obey and follow him. When we walked out of the house, the surrounding was calm, and I wondered where the other men in black that I saw the previous night had gone. Derek drove a black Jeep and parked it in front of me. "Get in," h

**ISABELLA'S POV** I knew that I hadn't gained the title of Mrs. Henshaw, so the bodyguards didn't know me as Richard's girlfriend. Richard hardly brought me to his house. He called it his sanctuary, and he said only his property and his wife are allowed to live in his house with him. He didn't accept my proposal to come and live with him. But then, he agreed to take me to events, clubs, and any mafia event hosted to celebrate their wins. My father cleared his throat and said, "We are here to see Richard Henshaw." "Mmm," The bodyguard's eyes narrowed at us. "Name?" He asked, as he placed a call. They were dressed in black ensembles. "Mr. Moraga," Dad said, and the bodyguard nodded. "Excuse me, just a minute." "Hello, boss," he said through the phone call. "What is it?" Richard asked sharply. "Boss, a group of family is here to see you. Name is Mr. Moraga," the bodyguard replied. There was silence over the call until Richard's hard voice came through. "Let them in." "Alright

**RICHARD POV** "Richard, if you are jealous of other men getting closer to that young girl, then you need to get rid of her. It shows that you are developing feelings for her," Dad said, his voice cold. "No," I snapped, my voice colder. "I just wanted to help her, and I have no feelings for her," I admitted, and my father looked at my face for a long stretch of silence. However, the sound of a car arriving at my manor broke the thick silence. My phone rang, and I reached for it to see that my security, Xander, was the one calling me. "Boss, there's a group of family here to see you, Mr. Moraga…" "Mmm. Let them in," I said before the call ended. "Did you sleep with the young lady last night? What's her name?" Dad asked, peering at my face and unconcerned about the arriving guests. "I did," I lied with a smile. It was best that I made my father know that I had slept with Angela than he come up with his silly strategies again. "Mmm. Is she really a virgin?" Dad queried, and I t

**ANGELA POV** "Hey, isn't this the new lady? I wonder what is so special about her that made Master Richard choose her and purchase her last night," the first young woman said, her voice filled with jealousy. She wore a black short skirt and a pink crop top, and she had two canvas shoes on her feet. "Vivian, do not bother yourself about her. What matters now is she is a member of the Dark Realm, and you know the law. No bullying of anyone," the second lady said as she stepped forward. "Hi, I am Emery Landon, and she is Vivian Vincent. We are both 23 years old and work here in the harem. How about you?" Emery extended her right hand to me, her voice friendly, but I didn't want to get close to anyone here. They knew about the auction, so I had assumed they had willingly sold themselves to be used by the Dark Realm harem. Or maybe they were employed to work here since Rosa had said that not all the women here are for every man. "I am Angela Henshaw. It's nice to meet you both," I sa