Todos los capítulos de Mafian Touch : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 49

"Don Diego, please," Ravenna said, her voice firm but controlled. I need to take a walk to clear my head by myself, and I don't want your men trailing like I'm some sort of puppy being guarded by its master." Her tone was sharpener though it wasn't loud. Ravenna commanded so much power, especially the power that sterm from knowing she held the heart of the great Don Diego. Ortega said nothing but only signalled with his two fingers for Ravenna's assigned body guard to let her be. He hesitated before finally allowed her to walk past him. He clenched his jaw in reluctance, but that was the most he could do.Ortega couldn't take his eyes off her. She did not look like a woman who gave birth to two boys months ago. Motherhood had softened her, yes. But it didn't possibly make her weak. She still had the graceful nature that Ortega had handed over to her. Only that she had added a few pounds, but her stomach still sat flatly on her body. The body cun gym wear sat perfectly on her moderate

Before Mariana could process what was happening. Ortega had chopped off his entire right arm."I am just letting you know that I did this for the fun of it back then. And when Ravenna came into my life, I wanted to be better, I wasn't trying to be a good man. I was only being a figure that she could admire. I was becoming who she could choose over and over again. I did well at that job until you came into the picture again."Mariana couldn't say a word. The fear in her eyes said all she needed to. Don Diego turned slightly to look at her, his eyes unreasonably bloody and merciless.The knife was back to his hand again. He weighed it with both his hand and eye. He turned back to face Richardson. "I would have said to take this message to Don Pedro, but....there will be no need to give him the luxury of an errand boy to deliver his message."Ravenna didn't know what her husband and sister were about, and her guard tried to keep her calm as she waited for her husband. She had a lot to

The rain started before Ravenna reached the front door of the mansion.It wasn’t heavy. It was just some light showers and whispering drizzle that coated the marble floors of Ortega’s estate in a dangerous sheen. The guards had retreated under the awning. The sky hung low and grey, as though it too was waiting for something to break.Ravenna stepped out of the car slowly.Her mind had been loud all evening. After Matoe’s resignation to her plea. The way he had looked at her when he said goodbye. The space he created between them, it was wide. It was painful for him to let go, but this was him saying he wouldn't be pushing any further.She was supposed to feel a sense of relief, but she didn't. She felt like something was missing. There was that hollow ache in her chest that couldn't be explained.The front doors opened before she could reach them.Ortega stood there. This had been his ritual since Ravenna decided that she was going to start working.He didn’t smile.He rarely did anym

Air left the room, everywhere seemed quiet, Ortega stared at her unmoving.“Rave, i am sorry....I...really am..." Ravenna turned around backing Ortega. “Ortega you promised....you promised never to hurt me like this again." Now the tears streaming from her eyes was now streaming down her eyes. I know, but i promise I don't know how that happened. I can't remember when it happened."That's even worse Ortega, who know how many more ladies have fallen prey to you. And you won't even remember what you did."Of all people you decided to ridicule me with the same lady that has always wanted you under her control. ""But I don't want her Rave, its you that owns my heart. I don't want anymore children from any other but you.He stepped forward slightly, as if closing distance between them.“but you messed that up, Ortega, you have broken me in ways that I can't put in words."“But I can correct that?""How the hell do you intend to achieve that?" She turned her eyes burning with furry...h

The morning was quiet, not the peaceful kind of quiet Ravenna once enjoyed, but the kind that pressed against her ears and made her thoughts louder than they should be. Ortega had left early that morning, something about a “quick trip” he needed to handle. He hadn’t said much, but the way his lips lingered on her forehead told her it wasn’t something small. If really it was a quick trip then he probably would have sent one of his men.Ortega rarely took trips since she lost her memory. But now that she has regained her memories. He had to take care of the businesses he had abandoned to be there for almost a year.Ravenna sat in the living room staring into the empty space, her tea that Ortega had prepared for her that morning befpre he left untouched and already growing cold between her fingers. Her mind kept replaying the slap. The look on Matoe’s face… not anger, not shock… just Calm, the kind of calm that was irritating. The kind that was infuriating.The doorbell rang, at first sh