All Chapters of Sold Bride Of The Mafia Lord: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Isabella's POV: The phone line goes silent for a while, and Morgan's voice cuts through the air, "My Dad cannot help me. If he finds out what you did, he will not agree for me to help you. Do you not have any money? How about the money I sent to you? You can send it back to me; let me see if I can be able to use it. I will ask from my friend, as I am sure that your bid will get to 20 million dollars. But one more thing, if anyone bids more than my capacity, I will give you up," Morgan says regretfully, and I know that he cannot do more than himself. "Alright. I will pay you back. Please, help me. I will resend the money to you. I have 2 million dollars plus the five million dollars. That's 7 million dollars in my account. I will send it now. Please, help me, Morgan." "Alright. Enough of the tears. I haven't seen your name in the registry, so you wait until you get registered," Morgan says, and I breathe out heavily. "Alright." Once the call ends, I quickly forward the 7 million do

Richard's POV:However, as I get out of the house, I meet Derek standing in front of my garage."Where to, boss?" Derek asks, walking over to meet me, and offering to drive me around the city. After all, he is my driver."To the restaurant nearby. I cannot eat whatever Susan cooked. She has fallen for me, and I have dismissed her today," I grumble, and Derek's eyes widen at my statement."Get the Maybach ready," I dismiss him, and he smiles and goes to bring my car.As I stand outside the house, I smoke and wait for Derek to pull the black car in front of me.However, Madonna arrives with a black grocery bag and meets me smoking at the front of the house.She hastily rushes to the front of the house and kneels before me."Master Richard, Susan called me and said that you have fired her because of how she dresses. Please, forgive my daughter," Madonna begs, kneeling a few feet away from me on my vast interlocked residence.My mansion is built on about six hectares of land and close to

Richard's POV:"Are you threatening me, Richard?" Damon asks."No, I'm only curious as to know who tipped you off with such pointless information. You see, the Dark Realm Auction is legalized in a way to help women—young women who want to be owned by a master. It's the same way women get married to get men to help them. It's not coercion; it's a form of an agreement between two parties, and you dumbasses didn't know this and think to threaten me. If you have nothing more important to say, I will drop the call now," I state, my voice cold."Mmm…" Damon is lost for words, but he regains himself and says, "The matter is open for inspection, and I will have to investigate it. You either cooperate and allow the police to do their jobs, or you risk getting arrested.""Whatever. When you are ready, you should let me know. I have no interest in lying to you," I laugh, knowing that there is no way to back out.Damon can choose to investigate whatever he likes, but I'm not afraid of them. After

Angela's POV:Red and purple flowers are mixed with my bathing water, and its fragrance fills my nostrils. As I step into the bathtub and finish my bath, I step out and wrap a white towel around my chest. Then, I go back to the room to find a dress to put on.The thought of Isaac flashes in my mind, but I wave it off, believing I will see him when I get to the university the following week.When I look around the room that I was offered, I stride to the wardrobe and bring out a dress that I will wear.My hand reaches for the blue dress, as it has short sleeves and a center parting at the front of the chest.Sighing, I don the blue dress, as I have no other option. My stomach growls in hunger, a reminder that I haven't had breakfast.The blue dress is short, just as Rosa had lectured me that Richard likes short dresses.Shaking my head, I move over to the mirror to dry my hair, as I know that I have to go to the fourth floor for my meal.I finish drying my hair, but I don't have a comb

Angela's POV:I had finished breakfast—custard, bread, and milk—and was getting ready to return to my room to rest, as I had nothing else to do.Then I notice Emily and Vivian peering at me. After Rosa had warned Vivian to keep her distance, the other young women in the harem avoided me. I basically have no friends here, and they all avoid me after learning I am Richard Henshaw's property. His name sends dread down their spines; some women even bow to me as if I were a princess.They step aside in the queue, allowing me to order my breakfast, even though I hadn't asked for such treatment.I am tense, feeling eyes on me in the cafeteria and hearing whispers echoing around me.I just want to escape, to get away from all of them. I wish I could wake up and realize it's all a dream, but it isn't. My fist clenches at the thought of my older sister brutally selling me off while she was enjoying herself at home.Do my parents even try to find me? The thought that they haven't searched for me