All Chapters of The Mafia Boss Is After My Life: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Mira is going to kill me, I’m an hour late!” Jems muttered, rushing toward the library with a coffee in one hand and a stack of books in the other. She looked stunning in a long brown Fendi coat over a white Hermès turtleneck, paired with fitted jeans and knee-high Gucci leather boots. A crossbody Louis Vuitton bag swung against her chest with every step. Her long black hair, styled in a sleek weave, flowed behind her. Ding, ding, ding! Her phone chimed. She looked down at the bag across her shoulder to reach for it, but before she could look back up, she slammed into something solid. The impact sent her flying, and she landed hard on the pavement. “Ouch,” she winced in pain, rubbing her forehead. She looked up to find a man’s eyes staring down at her. He was at least 6’5”, muscular, with emerald green eyes and long curly hair pulled into a neat low bun. He wore a black face mask and a suit that looked very expensive, a suit Jems had just drenched in hot coffee. “Omg, I’m so sorry

Don Emilio sat at the edge of the massive pool in his safe house smoking a cigar. He lived on the outskirts of town with the rest of his syndicate; the villa was heavily fortified with high-tech security and surrounded by a dense, lush forest.“He still hasn’t changed his mind,” Don Emilio said into his phone.“Yes, boss. He’s still being stubborn,” the voice on the other end replied. Don Emilio stood up, wrapped a white towel around his waist, and headed inside.The mansion was usually alive with the chatter and movement of gang members, but the moment the twenty foot double doors swung open, the lively atmosphere vanished. It was replaced by the sharp echo of Don Emilio’s Prada flip flops on the marble floor.He swung open his bedroom door to find two women waiting on his bed. One was a redhead and the other was a ginger. The ginger wore black lingerie while the redhead was completely naked.“You’re back, daddy,” the redhead said, her voice dropping to a sultry purr. The ginger bega

It was a beautiful Saturday morning. Jems was going through her wardrobe looking for something to wear. She was getting ready to go to Ethan’s house, where the group had planned to meet and complete their project.“I have nothing to wear,” she sighed in frustration. “I just want something simple and stylish. Not too much, not too plain, just simple,” she muttered, tossing a hoodie onto the bed. “I don’t like any of these clothes.”“No, no, no, no, no,” Jems groaned, throwing every piece of clothing she had taken out onto the bed. She lay down amongst the fabric and let out a heavy sigh. “I should keep checking so I’m not late,” she said, standing up to continue the search.Finally, she pulled out a sundress with a built-in corset waist. It was white with a blue floral pattern scattered across the fabric. “Yeah, just what I needed,” Jems said, jumping with joy. She put on the dress, curled her long hair into waves that fell across her shoulders, and applied light makeup, just mascara,

After Jems finished eating, Ethan excused himself. She changed into the sundress he had bought her; it was similar to her own but even more beautiful. She pulled her hair into a ponytail, and just as she finished adjusting the fabric in front of the mirror, she heard a knock.“Come in,” she said, still checking her reflection.“Wow… you look gorgeous,” Ethan said, scanning her from head to toe as he entered.“Huh?” She turned, surprised by the sudden compliment.“The dress. It looks really good on you,” he added with a sincere smile.“Yeah, you're right. I love it. I’m just wondering how you managed to guess my size so perfectly,” Jems said, twirling slightly.“Well, let’s just say I’m good at guessing,” he said with a grin. “Here, I brought your bag. Your phone’s been ringing for a while.”“Oh, shoot! I totally forgot. My mum must be calling. I really should get going, it’s late,” she said, grabbing her things. “Thanks so much for today. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you.”“You do

“Settle down, class. Get ready for your presentations,” Mr. Charles said as everyone greeted him.The class scrambled to group up. Ethan, Freda, and Gabriel gathered for their project, while Jems just sat in her seat, motionless.“Jems, I’m going to join my group now,” Mira said, leaning in close. “And I think you should do the same, okay? Don’t let what that asshole said get to you.”“I don’t want to go anywhere near that jerk,” Jems muttered, pushing Mira’s hand away from her face.“Do you want to fail and prove Ethan right?” Mira asked sharply.“No…” Jems mumbled.“Then get your ass off that chair and join your group. If you let what Ethan said get to you, how are you going to survive in this cruel world? Get up before Mr. Charles thinks you’re not serious about the project. He already said to review everything one more time. So breathe in, breathe out, and move.”“Chill, chill, I’m going, ma’am. You’re just the friend I need,” Jems said as she stood up.“I know, right?” Mira grinn