บททั้งหมดของ Forced To Be The Mafia's Bride: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 6

She tried to walk carefully and delicately, like a gracious and elegant young lady. She swayed from side to side in front of the huge oval mirror in her bedroom.But she failed woefully.Despite the fact that she had on an oversized and expensive silk gown that covered even her Saint Laurent opyum patent leather sandals, it still didn't hide the fact that she was limping with her one and half legs.She didn't want to embarrass herself and be looked at with pity nor allow her uncle and his family to have to endure the silent murmurs all because of her unfortunate disability.She remembered that day which changed her life completely and she wouldn't forget it either. The day she woke up in the hospital without the lower part of her right leg was the worst day of her life. And since that day, she has had to take the help of a prosthetic leg manually attached to her right limp in order for her to walk around instead of choosing to confine herself in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.

Nadia moved as fast as she could manage by limping fast. She couldn't run with her prosthesis, but each time she pushed harder than her normal pace, her old and worn-out prosthetic leg began to hurt her limb. But still, she didn't stop. She didn't want that man whom she had stumbled upon his privacy to find her and probably scold her or even worse, tell her uncle and aunt about it.“Ouch... Aah.” She hissed and when she could no longer take it, she found a garden and hid herself by sitting on a tall gravel stone. She bit her lip as she pulled up her heavy oversized gown up to her thighs. Slowly, she took off her prosthetic leg and a low painful moan left her lips.Nadia examined the small scratches and wounds on her right lower limb. She knew it was time to get new ones but she couldn't let her uncle know about it just yet. Not until she had convinced him and allowed her to travel abroad for her university studies. She knew if her uncle found out about her wounds, he won't let her go

Anatoly continued to intensely breathe angrily, gritting his teeth as he paced back and forth with one of his hands ruffling his messy hair, while slamming his bare feet against the spotless marble flooring. His heartbeat in his chest constantly roared loudly in his ears as he felt every eyes in the vast living room solely fixed on him - His father's silent fury, his mother's worried look, Nathaniel and Vincent's intense accusatory stare, Leonora's teary eyes and Ivanova's blotchy face while standing behind her mother.“Dad...” Anatoly started but Nathaniel cut him off immediately.“Don't fucking say anything, you bastard!” He snarled. “You took my innocent and defenseless little sister to bed, and raped her! You tainted her!”Anatoly inhaled deeply and tried to keep his cool. To him, Nathaniel was insignificant and didn't matter the slightest. What concerned him more was his father's silence. He didn't know how to explain to his father that the person he'd fucked last night wasn't t