All Chapters of BEAUTY & THE GANGSTER : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

MIA His eyes are on George. "You tried selling my fiancée to some fucking traffickers, didn't you?" Big Kai asked. How did he..... That was a dream. How did he know that? Except...... I looked at George. He is struggling to speak. Except it wasn't a dream. I looked at my mom as I recalled what she said. "Shut her up, George." "I asked a fucking question!" Big Kai yelled, making us flinch as his men cocked their guns. "She did." George blurted. "George!" Mom cried. "She did, sir." he continued regardless. "We were broke. We had nothing to eat. We couldn't afford anything. I had no job and her business fell flat. We had nothing. We couldn't feed or feed our daughter. We decided to sell all the property she had but Mia, she.... " He paused, looking my way. I gulped. He returned his gaze to Big Kai. "Mia showed up and she," he gestured at mom. "She suggested we sell her to the traffickers." My heart clenched severely as I stared at my mom. "That's a lie, G

BIG KAI"That is not my name!" She yelled, dragging the curtains like a fucking insane woman. I watched as they fell, destroying the handles and stuff. My men moved towards the curtains as I returned my eyes to her. "Stop this stupid shit," I ordered calmly. "Kill me," she said. I raised my brows. "Kill me, Big Kai. Kill me already!" she yelled."Why the fuck will I do that?" "You killed my mom!" She cried. My heart reacted to the tears. "You killed my mom, you monster!" "She fucking deserves it. Get it into your head." She shook her head as more tears flowed. "She was my mother." she sobbed. "I don't care. She touched you. She harmed you. She and her motherfucker husband tried to fucking traffic your dumb ass. Why the fuck do you choose to be fucking blind?!" "She is still my mother!" She cried. I stared at her. "I loved her." I scoffed. "The bitch had a great way of returning that fucking love." "You have no right to take her life.""She has no right to take yours."

BIG KAI"I know it is going to be hard. You are already smitten by her but just let her go for now. She needs some time to herself. I hope you think about it. Have a good night, sir." He said, staring at me for a second before leaving my room. I sat up as I stared at the door. He words repeated in my head all over again. I moved my eyes to the ring on my nightstand. I reached for it and picked it up. I stared at it as I recalled the unusual day I gave it to her. Was pissed as fuck. She might be the fucking queen of my universe but she fucking knows how to push my buttons. Now, look where we fucking at.Let her go? That's like letting my fucking life go. How the fuck am I supposed to live? **************NEXT DAYI puffed out smoke and took a sip of my whiskey as I stared at my laptop screen.Shawty is awake and staring at nothing in particular. Probably the windows. No curtains on the way thanks to her tantrums from last night.It is a new day but an hour away from noon and

MIA NEXT DAY..........I walked out of the bathroom dressed in a new dress thanks to Coco's help."I brought breakfast," she said, smiling at me. I looked at the meal on the bed. I can't even feel my taste buds anymore. "I'm not hungry," I said, walking towards the other side of the bed. "You didn't eat anything all through yesterday. Now you are rejecting this one." I sat on the bed. "Why are you doing this to yourself?" She asked. I looked at her. She is looking at me with worry. "Call the guards to come tie me up." She furrowed her brows. "What?" "The guards." She heaved a sigh. "Mia...." A knock on the door interrupted, making us look at the door. It opened, revealing Caleb. He shared a look with Coco and I averted my eyes from him. "Mia," I didn't respond. "She refused to eat again," Coco said. "I noticed," Caleb said. I rubbed my arm as I stared at my palms. "Well, Coco, help pack her things." I froze. "Pack her things?" Coco asked. "Yes. She is leaving."

MIA We are seated at the dining table in this beautiful home filled with portraits, a bookshelf, tiny statues, and nice furniture. I am loving this place already. I am here to stay. "But when dad was alive, he still didn't let me see you," I said. They lowered their gazes sadly. "What's wrong?" They looked at me. "Honey," Grandma called, placing her hand on mine. "Promise when we tell you this, you won't hate us." I stared between her and grandpa. They are both staring at me with emotion, awaiting my answer. "I promise." She heaved a sigh. "Julio wasn't our only kid." Grandpa started. I froze. I gave more family? "We had three children. Julio was the last. Our other two were Pedro and Blanco. Our first and second sons. We didn't give Julio much love that a parent should give their kids. Our attention was mostly on his older siblings. We gave them the best education but gave Julio the lowest. At one point we stopped him from going to school. I said it was of no use. I t