Semua Bab Mafia Ruthless 2: Luciano's Forbidden Desire: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Chapter 99*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*I know what he was expecting when he told me the truth about his burns. He had expected my outburst, my judgement. The Sisters at the convent would have expected same too. They would have loved me reprimanding him, loved me telling him a thousand and one things that he should do to atone for his sins. They wouldn't have taken the part where he set his parents on fire so lightly. No one would have. But, I did.And I have no idea why.At that moment, when he told me, I felt the urge to comfort him. To give him an avenue to pour out his feelings, not restrain them. Regardless, the one thing I didn't plan for nor think thoroughly about doing was leaning in to kiss him.I feel it was not the right moment. Nuns don't help those seeking atonement by climbing onto their laps and kissing them. That voice asks again— what is wrong with you Liz?I swear I wanted to pull away, to say ‘sorry’ for my mistake, but he didn't give me a chance to.I know… I

Chapter 101*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*“Welcome to my darkness, Sister Elizabeth… and I'm keeping you in it.”I open my mouth to protest, but he hushes me before I do.“I told you it was going to be nothing like you need. Nothing like you want,” His lips are so close to my ear I can feel his breath graze my skin. “But it's going to be everything they haven't told you about.”I inhale deeply, and exhale afterwards, while trying to come to terms with his words.When we lock gazes again, something hot and tense tingles in the air. I can't look away, and I know hell will freeze over before he does. He presses a button I didn't know existed by the side of the bed. Automatically, the headboard goes down and is replaced by a brick wall.“W-what… what are you doing?” I ask honestly, but he doesn't respond.With so much precision , he lifts my hands and binds my hands to the brick wall—leaving me handicapped, and staring. I want to ask so many questions but also want to watch everything

Chapter 103*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*His hand slips from underneath the dress on seeing her. A deep frown replacing the look he had on him earlier. It seems like as every second passes with Agent Camille standing right outside the window, it earns her a scowl from him. Thankfully, the windows are tinted.“I don't think this is a good idea,” I whisper when I see him reaching for the door handle, reminding him of how afraid I am. He gives that reassuring look of his, then utters, “I'm here.” Two words. That's all it takes for me to pull the handle beside me, stepping out with me trembling. I hope no one notices.When I get down, my gaze meets with the rest of the sisters. But, the one that strikes me the most is Mother Roselyn’s. In fact, her facial expression is terrifying the hell out of me.She looks way angrier than I have ever seen her. And the fact that I'm walking into the convent with the enemy is enough to perpetuate the storm.Some of the sisters who are reading stor

Chapter 105 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• “I need you on this with me, Marco,” I tell him, as I lift the glass of bourbon, downing it's contents. “That's insane, even for you,” he reminds me, the look in his eyes more scrutinizing than ever. “Honestly, if you ask me? I'll say it's all in your head. I'll say you have no idea what you're saying.” Then he stops, lights his cigar and looks back at me, leaving our face at level with each other. “Seriously, I think you should drop this. All of it. I'm starting to think this is more than some sexual obsession. It's starting to look a bit more than that.” My mouth forms a thin line, “It's nothing more.” Marco scoffs, shrugging afterwards. “Really?” Leaning into the chair, he takes a long drag of the cigar, inhaling it's content while staring around the Night Trap. “Because from where I'm sitting, it looks like there's so much more.” He straightens up a bit before speaking again, “I’m no prophet, but the last time I said this to someon

Chapter 107 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* I didn't get the chance to ask the doctor what really happened. Mother Roselyn has been with her since. And it's nearly impossible, if not impossible to go over there and just ask. So I waited in my room like I was asked to. Sitting outside the window, letting the cool air wash over me, I stared out through the night. I can't tell how many hours I have been sitting here, but it should be long enough since it was bright when I started sitting and now it's dark. I don't know why I feel the way I do, since I'm the one who ended things. Sitting here and expecting him to just… what? Climb through the window again after I told him off is by far the dumbest thought I have ever had. I know I would never see him again. It is foolish for me to entertain such hopeless thoughts. The Convent security has tightened even. Four cops have been assigned to the Convent, although their stay is only limited to the mornings. In addition, new security guar