All Chapters of Kidnapped By The Mafia King: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Xander's POV.Michael snorted as he looked around the restaurant. “You know, I used to handle situations like this in a very different way. But I made a promise to myself that I would handle things rationally without shedding any more blood in the future.”I laughed, shaking my head. “It's flattering that you believe you still have what it takes.” I raised an eyebrow. If he thought he had the effect on me that he usually has on other people, he clearly doesn't know me that well. “But believe me or not, I did not mean to cause any trouble tonight.”He curled his lips up, the slight wrinkles on his cheeks appearing but his gaze stayed stern. “Enlighten me then. What were your plans for the evening?” He pretended to think before snapping his fingers. “Besides forcing my daughter to come here?”His words bugged me, simply because coming out of his mouth, they sounded like mockery to me. Like he was laughing at me. Coming out of Julian's mouth, it was like a child's words but coming from

Iris's Pov.My voice was trembling, the same way my finger was shaking on the trigger. This is my blood standing in front of me. My hero. The man I had admired all my life but at the moment, was closer to a stranger to me. I could read the same in his eyes.“You will let Angelo carry him out of here.” I didn't just say it. I commanded it through gritted teeth. “And that is an order, Dad.”Xander shivered beside me, spitting so much blood that it added a fresh new red stain to his ripped shirt. He was breathing in small gasps as if fighting for every breath.We don't have much time.“He will be carried out of here only when dead.” My father said but his eyes were glued to the gun in my hands. “I made a big mistake in shielding you guys from how the world actually works. A big mistake in teaching you guys to be good.”I turned to look at Angelo. Just a nod from me and he would open fire, killing my father in place. He was patiently waiting. My father was so focused on me that he didn'

Iris's Pov. I rushed to the hospital's entrance, stopping the first taxi in sight. The whole ride home, my head was a complete mess with too much information to deal with. I'm worried about seeing my family after everything that went down. I don't know if Julian would even want to look at me after what happened. And my father, well, that's just another mystery to me. The car stopped in front of the house in a few minutes. It's my home but somehow in this moment, it doesn't feel like one anymore. Shortly after coming through the gate, I was greeted by none other than my father, standing as if he had just been waiting for me. His gaze was unreadable but I've seen him angry enough times to know that he wasn't angry in this moment. He looked more relieved to see me. I stopped, looking up at him and he did the same. I swallowed hard but I didn't back down. I wanted him to see that I'm not some porcelain girl that might break and he had to stop treating me like one. Does he even know w

Iris's Pov.I studied Julian's side profile as his jaw tightened. It was as if something passed through his eyes. It was as if memories had settled there that he had stubbornly wanted to avoid.He exhaled, his voice low and hard. “I know that feeling too fucking well, Iris. To the point that when this person walked away, I was left carrying the fucking scars of the damage they made for life.” The coldness in his voice sent a chill down my spine.I stared at him, dumbfounded. Julian? In love? I would've never guessed that. I thought Julian shared everything with me but it seemed like I never knew him as well as I thought.Julian was always the life of the party with a smile on his face, always living life to the fullest. Even when he went on his silly adventure with Xander, we always kept in touch and he never mentioned anything about a great love. So naturally, I was stunned by his confession to say the least.He fixed his gaze on me for the first time, clenching his jaw. “That's exa

Xander's POV.The kiss was desperate, hungry as if she was trying to take the broken pieces of me and make them whole again. I kissed her back with everything I had, my fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her closer. The world around us faded, leaving only the sound of our hearts pounding together.She pulled away, breathless, her forehead resting against mine. “I'm not going anywhere.” She whispered, shaking her head. “I'm here.”She pulled away like she was afraid she would hurt me. Little did she know that the only way she could hurt me was if she left. I'd be nothing more than a shell of a man. A dead man walking. Only this woman holds that kind of power over me.I knew I didn't deserve her. That was one of the reasons I left the first time. I don't deserve a woman like Iris Paige.She was everything I'm not. Pure, kind, a touch of nature I'll never be worthy of. I felt it every time she looked at me. But hell, I'm not going anywhere this time. I'll keep her even if I don't under