All Chapters of Resold To The Ruthless Mafia Lord : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Buried Secret, Not So Buried

~TIANA'S [POV]~**[BACK TO PRESENT]**For the next three years, that man became my personal tormentor, declaring himself master of my life. I had no power to resist him. Although, I fought back fiercely for the first three months, even nearly gouging out his eyes in an escape attempt. That only made him snap and unleash every cruel method to break me completely.My shoulders shook as I rubbed my arms, the awful memories crawling over my skin. My sister had died that night, my only real family. Uncle Rowan, the one person who had shown us kindness, was supposedly dead too.What were the chances that two men in the mafia world shared the exact same name? If it was truly Uncle Rowan, then he had faked his death… and might have been involved in the massacre. I shook my head, gritting my teeth. And he had also known I was suffering for three years and had done nothing to help me. The betrayal burned.I stepped out of the bathroom and left the room, determined to find Sienna. Event thoug

Snooping

~TIANA’S [POV]~I was in no mood to eat downstairs with everyone else that evening.Thankfully, Demetri understood and didn’t try to force me after he sent a maid to fetch me. I hadn’t outright refused....I simply told her to let him know I was running a fever and couldn’t come down. So my food was brought upstairs, and I ate alone in the quiet of my room.Even after I finished, I couldn’t bring myself to relax. Not even the softness of the mattress could coax the tension from my body. My mind remained plagued by unanswered questions that gnawed at me relentlessly.“Screw this,” I muttered, finally giving up. I stood from the bed and left the room. Answers were what I needed, and the first step was figuring out exactly where I stood with Demetri.I stopped the first maid I spotted. The moment she turned, I recognized her immediately. Her eyes widened in shock and dread. She was the same maid who had dropped the pancakes on the floor and ordered me to eat them. The one who picked

Threats

~TIANA'S [POV]~My chest went stiff with panic. What could I possibly say that would sound convincing in this situation? My mind raced for an answer while I fought to keep my expression neutral.I swallowed hard before replying. “I... I came to find Demetri,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “I wanted to ask him something before he left, but he was already gone when I got here.”Lydia’s gaze flicked to the desk again, then back to me. She clearly didn’t believe a word I’d just said.“You came to find him, yet you’re standing behind his desk? How convenient.”My chest tightened, but I held my ground as the air between us grew thick with distrust.She took a slow step closer. “I don’t trust you, red-haired girl. Not one bit. First, you came here disguised as a boy, unable to speak, acting completely timid and broken. Now, barely a month later, you’re speaking fluently and wandering around like you belong. Your behavior doesn’t add up.”I lifted my chin, refusing to shrink under

Delusions

~LYDIA'S [POV]~“That fucking red-haired, obnoxious bitch,” I cursed under my breath the moment she left.I didn't like that girl from the moment Marcus first bid for her at the auction. Even when she stepped into this house looking like a fragile little broken thing, I still didn't trust her.There was just something off about her. Like she was hiding something beneath all that pretense of fragility.This is what my instincts were telling me. And my instincts had never failed me on matters like this.I stood by the doorway after she left, my eyes falling on the desk, the scattered papers, and finally settling on the green folder.It was the same one I had seen Jacob bringing into the study earlier that evening. I walked over to the desk, and my fingers reached for the file, picking it up.As expected, it was a full report on the man, Rowan Santaro. I retrieved my phone from my pocket and took several pictures of the pages, noting every single detail listed.I carefully closed the fil

Evicted

~LYDIA'S [POV]~“Behave, Lydia.” His voice hardened. “You seem to be forgetting what kind of relationship we have. We’re business partners, okay? The fact that we’re sleeping together doesn’t change that. It doesn’t make you special to me. It doesn’t make you my lover. Do we have a fucking perfect understanding?”“How can you say that to me, Marcus? After a whole year of us being together.”“Where is this madness coming from, Lydia?” he asked, visible irritation marring his expression.Marcus was not the type of man to let his emotions show easily, so seeing visible irritation on his face made me realize just how much this conversation was affecting him, which only made me believe even more that he truly had feelings for that woman.“You haven't answered my question. Do you have feelings for her? It's a yes or no question.”Marcus’s expression remained cold.“I don’t have feelings for her. You think I would really play that kind of dangerous game? My brother already has his eyes on

Icecream Date

~TIANA’S [POV]~A maid came to my room early that morning and told me Demetri had requested my presence in the backyard garden. I didn't even know this place had a garden. My stomach twisted with nerves as I followed her downstairs and out through the wide glass doors. The moment I stepped outside, the warm sunlight and the heavy scent of flowers hit me.Demetri stood among the rose bushes, wearing a simple black short-sleeve shirt that stretched across his broad shoulders, ink covering his exposed arms. Gardening gloves covered his hands as he carefully trimmed the blooms. He looked… handsome and mostly relaxed. The morning light caught the sharp lines of his jaw and gave his hair a lighter shade.For a second I almost forgot to breathe.When the pollen reached me, my nose instantly started itching badly.When his gaze lifted in my direction, his eyes seemed to twinkle.Honestly, I wasn't even sure what about me this mafia don saw as interesting. “Good morning, my little sparrow.

Four Marriages

~TIANA'S [POV]~Demetri settled back into the seat beside me as the limousine pulled away from the curb and merged onto the road once again.For the next two minutes, I couldn't stop thinking about what he'd said earlier.I knew that with a face like his, women were bound to flock around him. He was ridiculously handsome, and there was no denying that. It wasn't as if I was jealous.Of course I wasn't.Still, I couldn't help wondering what his relationship with Lydia had really been. The way she looked at me, the hostility she carried whenever we were in the same room, made me think there was more to the story than I knew.I turned to look at him.His elbow rested against the window, his knuckles pressed lightly against his chin as he stared out at the passing scenery."Can I ask you something, Master Demetri? If you don't mind."His gaze shifted from the window to me, curiosity flickering across his face."Ask away.""You and Miss Lydia..." I paused, trying to find the right words

Falling For A Red Flag

~TIANA'S [POV]~I was already making my way straight upstairs the second we arrived back at the manor, hoping to avoid having to speak to Demetri at all.Who takes a woman out on an ice cream date and then a murder date? Only a psychopath would do that, and it was becoming glaringly clear that Demetri was one.Maybe that was what unsettled me the most. One minute, he could be surprisingly thoughtful and sweet too, and then the next, he could become someone I could barely recognize."Tiana," Demetri called after me.I stopped and slowly turned around to face him."Can we have lunch together?" he asked."No." I cursed myself the instant the word left my mouth. "I mean... I can't."My eyes drifted to the left until they landed on Elizabeth, who had just begun watering one of the potted plants near the entrance."Can I please spend some time with my friend, Elizabeth?" I asked, gesturing toward her.Demetri glanced behind him to where she was standing."You mean the maid?" he asked, one

Could I Be Next

~TIANA'S [POV]~I was already making my way straight upstairs the second we arrived back at the manor, hoping to avoid having to speak to Demetri at all.Who takes a woman out on an ice cream date and then a murder date? Only a psychopath would do that, and it was becoming glaringly clear that Demetri was one. Maybe that was what unsettled me the most. One minute, he could be surprisingly thoughtful and sweet too, and then the next, he could become someone I could barely recognize."Tiana," Demetri called after me.I stopped and slowly turned around to face him."Can we have lunch together?" he asked."No." I cursed myself the instant the word left my mouth. "I mean... I can't."My eyes drifted to the left until they landed on Elizabeth, who had just begun watering one of the potted plants near the entrance."Can I please spend some time with my friend, Elizabeth?" I asked, gesturing toward her.Demetri glanced behind him to where she was standing."You mean the maid?" he asked,

Composure

~ DEMETRI [POV] ~Life has a way of just fucking one in the face sometimes. And sometimes it throws a bone at your feet and forces you to be grateful for it as fucking compensation.I sat behind my desk, staring hard at the photo of Rowen Santaro from the files Jacob brought over two days ago.At first I thought it could be a coincidence that the man shared the same last name as the family of the once biggest mafia organization in the country, the one that had been wiped out.But as it turns out, it wasn't a fucking coincidence. This man in the photo is the brother of Luciano Santaro.I never forget a face, especially when that person was the brother of the bastard who was supposed to die by my hands if fate hadn't taken a fucking turn and let someone else end the man's life first.I dropped the photo back on my desk just as my study door opened, and Marcus entered."Jacob said you wanted to see me.""Sit."He pulled the chair across from mine and sat down."What did you want to talk

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