All Chapters of THE MAFIA DON'S REPLACEMENT BRIDE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOLIRAHe raised his glass at me, taking a sip of it as he smiled.A frown settled on my face as I watched him closely. His entire being exuded danger, like he was the kind that smiled while calculating where to strike. I didn't feel comfortable standing here with him, and my first instinct was to move away, but he started speaking to me just then ."Sebastian and Cynthia make a beautiful couple, do they not?" He spoke up. I looked towards the dance floor once again, and this time, Cynthia's body was pressing against Sebastian. It hurt my eyes, and to protect myself, I quickly turned my eyes away."It's just a dance, there's no need to make a big deal out of it,"I said, in an attempt to remain calm. Damien nodded his head, as if he agreed with my words. "There's no need to make a big deal out of it if it's just a dance, but then, it's not just a dance, is it" He asked me. I poured the remaining wine down my throat, and stress crashed over me like a wave. My he

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOURLIRAMy head was pounding when I woke up the following morning. After Sebastian left my room, I couldn't hold back all of my pent up emotions anymore. I broke down crying, and the worst part was, I wasn't even sure what I was crying for.None of this was supposed to affect me, since. I wasn't Sophia, I was going to get out of here as soon as six months were up. However, Sebastian's indifferent attitude to me, his cruel accusations, they all got to me, and I finally had a breakdown last night. Looking at my puffy face in the mirror, I knew that I could not see anyone like this. I decided to go take a bath. I took more than an hour in the bathroom, and even though I still felt down, I felt well enough to see people once I walked out. My phone was ringing, five missed calls from Sylvia, and now she was calling again. I frowned, it had to be something important for her to be calling me this much?"Hello?" I only realised how cracked my voice was once I spoke int

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIXSEBASTIAN I wanted to kill someone, and if it was anyone else besides Elena, they would have already lost their head by now. It just had to be the one person I couldn't touch....damn it! "I am sorry for interrupting, boss, I just...." She was blurting out an apology, but Sophia had already pulled up the straps of her dress and she was making her escape before any other words could come out of Elena's mouth.Sophia ran out, shutting the door loudly behind her and I turned my attention back to Elena who was smiling like she was innocent. "What the heck do you want?!" I snapped at her, as I slipped a hand into my pocket. Elena chuckled, not at all bothered by the fact that she had interrupted something pretty important. "Dante said you've been working all day and you've barely had anything to eat, so I decided to bring you something. I had no idea that I would interrupt something like this. Please forgive me," Elena bowed her head, but I could still see the twink

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTSEBASTIAN "Since he likes to write so much, why don't we cut off one of his hands?" Dante grinned at me as he waved the small axe in his hand in the direction of the man who was tied to the chair. The man's face was pale, and he struggled to get away. He wanted to beg, but his mouth was stuffed, and so all of his pleas only came out as muffled sobs. "Hmmm... Hmm....." He struggled to get off the chair, but the only thing he did was fall face down. "Get him up," I sneered coldly, ordering Dante who was by his side. Dante picked up the chair at once and placed it on the ground firmly, making sure that the man was facing me. I approached him slowly, with killing intent. This bastard had dared to spread lies about Sophia, so of course he deserved to die. The man tried hard to get away from me, shifting the chair in an attempt to avoid me, but it was of no use, as Dante was standing staunchly behind him. "Let him speak," I finally spoke up for the first time,

CHAPTER THIRTYLIRAMy heart was racing fast against my chest as I sat facing the drawing board. My hands were shaking, and each time I tried to draw something, I let go of the pencil in utter fear. Beads of sweet dropped down my forehead, staining the drawing board. Staying calm was out of the question, and as I watched everyone get down to work, the pressure on me just felt even more worse. Being a jewelry designer had been my biggest dream for as long as I could remember, and I even had a college degree in designing. However, I found out after I graduated that the induesry was saturated, and unless one had special connections, a job in one of the top jewelry design companies was not something that could be gotten easily. It was a dream reality had forced me to give up on, and now that I was presented with the opportunity to chase it again, I didn't feel too confident. Elena's words this morning were not helping matters, either. She had told me why Sebastian seemed to hate m