บททั้งหมดของ Trapped In The Mafia Wolf Island: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Aurora POV His hand pulled the door open as his strong arm held tightly to me like I was something precious to him. Someone he wasn’t ready to lose,well so I thought. Dante walked into the room, his legs thumping on the floor so loudly that every step echoed repeatedly in my ears and his cologne filling every space in my nostrils. He gently placed me on his king sized bed while he looked deeply into my eyes. For thousands of moment,I got lost in his seductive eyes. Oh God knows if he keeps staring, I might do something crazy. His eyes not only made my body warmer,bit also make it colder and his lips were so tempting to ignore. Wake up, Aurora, I snapped at myself. This wasn’t what I was supposed to be thinking right now. My mind should be clouded with questions of why he did that for me back there, why he embarrassed Isabel out there. Why did I even mean anything to Dante De Luca? Why is he confusing me? What did he really want from me? I should be afraid of everyth

Aurora POV“Haaaa,” I screamed out loud again as I stared.“Your noise is disturbing. Keep it down,” the arrogant lady whom I had mistaken for a ghost spat.You wouldn’t blame me. She was dressed in white with her face plastered in something that looked like a woman’s white powder. Who goes out looking like that?“You scared the living hell out of me,” I shouted.“You are one scared bitch,” she mocked, making the others whom I hadn’t noticed earlier burst out laughing loudly. Apparently, my scream had woken all of them up.Slowly, everyone started retreating back to their rooms without any further argument.A long sigh of relief left my mouth as I stared.“Won’t you go in?” the old lady whom I had seen on the farm asked. Her eyes looked into mine with so much worry.“Uhnnn, sure. I will,” I stammered.My hands shut the door before her, my body turning slowly as I stared at the window.Surprisingly, the window was shut.I was sure I wasn’t seeing things. That window was open, and ther

Aurora POVMy heart pounded heavily where I stood. I was certain everyone in the room could hear it. I really wanted to just tell her the truth about the dress, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do that, not when the person we were talking about was Isabel, the one person whose black book I was on. So I did the one thing I thought was right, keeping quiet and letting everything happen by itself.The maid stepped forward, her hands stretched out as she handed the dress to Isabel, which made her look briefly away from what she was doing.That very moment, my feet went cold. My inner voice prayed for some sort of miracle to happen, but this isn’t a fairy tale where some fairy godmother waves her wand and does some magic.“Trash the clothes,” Isabel instructed before walking up to me.Her heels clicked against the floor so loudly that it made my heart race with each passing step.Did she see the burn hole? Now I know I am doomed, I cried within. Literally, I would have fallen to the gro

Dante’s POVMarco stepped into the room with the island doctor, who was holding a box I believed contained all the equipment he would be needing to treat her.I stood up, taking three steps backward to give the doctor the chance to attend to her. For a moment, I noticed both of them didn’t move. Their faces wore readable expressions, a look that said they caught me in the act.“Hmm.” I coughed to cut off whatever they were thinking upstairs.“Boss, the doctor is here,” Marco informed politely.“You summoned me, Boss?” the elderly old man who had been the island doctor for years gave a respectful nod before stepping forward towards the bed. His eyes settled on Aurora’s unconscious body lying on my sacred bed. He held a look of surprise, one that was very obvious. For all the years he had been on the island, he knew I had never summoned him to my room to treat anyone.Even when Isabel was sick, she was never treated in my room. All her treatment had always been in her apartment, and she

Isabel’s POVDante dived into the ocean to save Aurora.The words rang in my head with every passing minute.I had thought the guards were lying, thinking it was one of their excuses to justify their mistakes. But then, the guards had no reason to lie, especially not to me. They knew well I won’t think twice before slicing their tongues off.My mind was still uncertain about the news when Dante passed by with Aurora in his arms, hurrying like she was someone he couldn’t risk losing.My heart broke. Embarrassment swept through my veins as the crowd who had gathered looked at me pathetically.Their silence soon turned into murmurs, then gossip before they dispersed.“Nooooo…” I yelled, my hand smashing my expensive perfume bottle against the glass as I remembered how shameful that was.My hands gripped the mirror stand as I stared at my reflection through the broken glass.“That bitch,” I gritted. “Why can’t she just receive her punishment?”Did she have to involve Dante every single ti