บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia Boss's Submissive : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

"You're fine you can walk with that leg of yours?" Sullivan asked again and I would have sighed tiredly at his questions again."Darlin. I am." I used an American accent and he seemed to smile at my words.I was dressed in his suit although it looked well fitted on me as though I was an office worker with the suit buttoned and shirt buttoned beneath as well... His trousers looked like a palazzo on me and it had even felt uncomfortable ever since we had walked out of the inn, my heels weren't going with the dress and I knew my dressing was out of it, but that didn't make my appearance speak bad of the dressing.I could be chosen as a model with this dress of mine and I'm sure numerous bitches would try it on when it becomes a brand."Let's stop by a mall... I ain't comfortable in this baggy clothes." I said to Sullivan as we walked away from the island to the restaurant to have breakfast."Sì bellissimo." He answered with an Italian and I smiled not blushing but giggling ear to ear."H

As we entered the mall, the staff greeted us with courteous bows. Micah was amazed by the stunning and orderly display of clothes everywhere."Welcome Sir." The fashion advisor says with a clear British accent."My girlfriend here would like a dress... Something beautiful." I asserted ignoring Micah who seemed to be looking surprisingly at me for what I had said... Of course, I wouldn't have called her a submissive knowing well that the British woman would understand and why can't I cal her my girlfriend? When I can do however I pleases with her."You're beautiful miss... Please come over, let's see what would make you more radiant." The woman said directing Micah to follow her.Micah cast me a look and with a small smile she followed the woman until they were out of sight I stood watching her from behind, her hourglass body not fading in my head, I like her... I wouldn't disagree.I tucked my hands in my pocket brought out my phone and dialed Black's number, he wouldn't have called

"Oh." I gasped a bit after hearing what Angelina had to say about Adam and the marriage.I hadn't expected it to be a one-sided marriage and the fact that both Sullivan and her father making them get married for their selfish interest didn't seem to sit well with me.I tilted my head, glancing up at Sullivan who was having a conversation with Angelina's dad, they seemed to be serious with the conversation.I could tell with the way Sullivan was staring at the man, with a cigarette in one of his hands and his mouth let out a breath accompanied by a smoke which surrounded the old man's face, oh, that was disrespectful of him I thought but the man didn't care as he continued saying something to Sullivan then I turned my gaze back on Lina."I assure you, Adam would love you and treat you well after the marriage, as far as you love him, you could always work things out...." I say not sounding like me I usually tell Ricky to go fuck himself whenever he says he loves Friday a bitch of mine,

I stopped the car and exhaled deeply.My eyes met Micah’s for a moment, but she quickly turned away and stared out of the car window. I felt a pang of guilt for the careless remark I had made to her… I wondered if she still considered Taylor her father, even though Mr. Bianchi had told me they were not close. I had seen how coldly she had consented to his execution, without a shred of doubt or remorse."Micah," I called out, but she didn't even look at me. I knew she was putting on an act, pretending I wasn't even in the car with her. "Hey," I said, touching her wrist, but she jerked away, her face still turned to me with a glare."It's best you keep that hand to yourself. I'm my father's daughter and I might chop them off and give it to him to eat." She spoke coldly."Stop being like this..." I started knowing she was still angry with me. "And I'm sorry, so stop being a girl." I apologized while she sniffed again as though she wasn't angry with me and I had to move closer to her, bri

"Shit..." I rushed over to drunk Sullivan who seemed to be conversing with himself. "Oh." I gasped as he fell on my shoulder and I heard him grinning."Damn you, Don Sullivan." I slapped his back but he was still grinning, the bottle of alcohol which he had drunk fell from his hand but luckily didn't break as it rolled away from us.Now how the hell am I supposed to take him to his room? "Sullivan," I called, his heavy weight pressed against me and making me feel tired already.He wasn't replying or grinning and I considered him dead... He has dozed off."Shit." I cussed. "Black!" I shouted the dark guy's name since I had seen him waiting behind the door.He had tried to stop me from entering the office as well if not I had made a strict command and I was sure my eyes at that moment hadn't been nice to him. Which had made him to make me enter."Black!" I shouted again and the door opened as the dark guy appeared walking towards us."Don." He called as he helped in making Sullivan stan