Fake Dating The Vicious Mafia Lord. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

DELIAThe morning light came too early.I woke up in a room I didn't know. It was big and fancy. My body felt good, like I'd done something exciting. Just thinking about it made me blush.Leandro Cavalli’s bed.Leandro Cavalli’s house.Leandro Cavalli’s arms had been around me for most of the night.I gulped hard and slipped out of the sheets quietly, careful not to wake him.He slept like a man who trusted no one flat on his back, one arm over his head, muscles tight, breath steady.Even asleep, he looked dangerous.I quickly got dressed, grabbing my things and trying to remember where I was and how to get out.“Where,” he said, voice low and rough, “do you think you’re going?”I froze.Of course he was awake.Of course he noticed.Slowly, I turned around.He sat up against the headboard, sheets low on his waist, hair messed from sleep, body carved like sin.Dangerously hot.Annoyingly arrogant.“I’m… leaving,” I said carefully. “You know… home.”He raised an eyebrow.“Why?”I blink

DELIAI stomped across the living room like a prisoner being denied parole.“I didn’t sign up for this,” I snapped. “I’m not staying here all day like some caged pet. I have a life, Leandro. Friends. Plans. People will start asking questions.”He didn’t even look away from the papers he was reviewing. His calmness only made me angrier.“You’re safe here,” he said simply.“SAFE?” I threw my hands up. “You brought me to your home, locked me in a mansion with more cameras than a TV studio, and then expect me to just sit and behave?! My friends will think something happened to me!”Leandro finally lifted his head.And that look… steady, dark, unreadable… shut my mouth for a full second.“You shouldn’t worry about anyone finding you,” he said. “My people don’t make mistakes.”Great. Exactly what the spy working for his rival wanted to hear.I forced myself to breathe through my nose. “Leandro… I can’t go off radar. Not like this. People know my routines. Carrie and Shawn will raise he

DELIASebastian’s eyes sparkled like he had just won a war.And I…I felt like the battlefield.I forced the word out again, softer:“I'm… inside.”He smiled even bigger, looking really happy, almost too happy.Like a king patting a loyal dog.Asshole.“Perfect,” he murmured. “Then we move to the next step.”My heartbeat tripped.The next step meant more danger. More lies. More pretending.More sleeping in the house of a man who could snap my neck with one hand…and yet somehow made my body burn like he owned all of me.Stop thinking about Leandro.FOCUS, DELIA.Sebastian leaned in, elbows on the table.“Tell me everything.”I swallowed.I had to be careful.Very careful.“He… trusts me,” I whispered.Not entirely true, but it fed Sebastian’s ego.“He made our relationship public. He’s keeping me close… very close.”Sebastian raised an eyebrow.“Close how?”I knew what he really meant.I looked away, cheeks heating despite myself.He noticed.“Oh,” he breathed, laughing under his breat

DeliaLeandro didn’t slow down, didn’t give me a second to breathe.He pulled me deeper into the basement, toward another hallway.“When I managed to stand up,” I whispered to myself, my voice barely a breath, “I should have run…”But I didn’t.He kept my hand locked in his, dragging me like I was some doll he’d decided belonged to him.And then he stopped in front of another metal door.He typed a code.The door clicked.I felt a sudden jolt of fear.“Leandro… what now?” My voice broke.He didn’t answer.He just opened the door.Inside… another man was tied to a different chair.This one was barely conscious.He looked rough, beaten up, with blood on his chest.He looked like he had already been through hell.I almost collapsed.Was this another spy?Another betrayal?Before I could speak, Leandro answered the question sitting on my tongue.“He stole from me,” he said calmly, almost bored.“His job was to manage the books. For months he has been reporting false profits. Lying. Hiding

DELIAI stood there, staring at him.At Galvin.My cheating son of a bitch ex-boyfriend.Who I thought was my “safe choice.”He was to be my ticket to a simple, plain and predictable life.But him standing in Leandro’s massive office like a terrified intern.His eyes were wide too wide as he looked at me.“D-Delia?” he breathed, voice cracking.I swallowed, clearing my throat.“…Galvin?”Leandro was standing beside me, and I could feel his power. He seemed strong, in control, and a little scary.He didn’t look at Galvin.He didn’t have to.Just standing there, he owned the entire air in the room.Galvin’s lips trembled. “W-What are you doing here? Are you… are you working here now?”Before I could respond, Leandro spoke first, smooth, flat, dismissive.“She’s with me.”Galvin’s entire body stiffened.The woman he chose over me, Aliyah, was standing behind him, staring at us. She quickly looked down.“G-Good morning, Boss Leandro. We didn’t know you were visiting in person.”“You don’