The Mafia King's Contract Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

SERAI sat in my room and thought about what Damian must have told Marcus. I had stood right there, but I didn't hear anything and the dread on Marcus’s face made it even worse for me. I facepalmed myself and sighed, Marcus was a great friend, and I liked him– even more than a friend and I wouldn't be happy if those words scared him away. ‘But you're a married lady’ my inner voice whispered and I scoffed. So? What's wrong with having friends? ‘A friend you have a crush on?’ it asked again and I picked up the pillow and let out a frustrated yell in it. Marcus was the only person that didn't hate me when they saw me, he was kind and sweet in school and even now, today when I saw him at the event, he was still kind. Though he was surprised I married Damian, I sighed as I remembered his face when he saw me, like I had entered a dungeon.My door opened before I could think about the face any further.“The boss wants you downstairs now,” the housekeeper said and walked out, not explaining a

SERAThe knock on my door woke me up and I groaned. I had barely gotten any sleep after seeing those pictures yesterday. I had told Christy and Matteo, I didn't know why I told them but I had and they promised that I'd be safe no matter what.The knock came again and I grudgingly stood up, whoever it was wasn't planning to give up. “Who is that?” I asked as I opened the door and Christy stood in front of me with a frown. “What?” “You opened the door without confirming who it was,” she scolded and I shrugged.“It's a house Christy, no one can kidnap me.” “Never say never,” she said and walked in.“Get dressed,” she said before sitting down on the bed. That was when I took a good look at her, she looked dressed, casual but dressed. “Where are we going?” I asked and sat beside her but she stood up and dragged me up. “Uhhhh, Christy, I’m tired,” I whined but she didn't stop. “I promised we would go shopping today, so, up up.” “Do we really have to?” “Yeah, Sera we do.”I looked at

DAMIAN Seraphina stood still in front of me, like my words suddenly made her immobile. I looked at her face again, her eyes down, like an eye contact with me would burn her. Great. I walked back to my seat and gently sat down, my eyes still on her. “You're dismissed,” I said flatly and she scurried away. I scoffed and picked up my laptop, but I didn't work. My mind kept going back to her reaction when she'd seen me in her room last night. I had simply gone to warn her, but obviously, she was fine. I looked at the laptop again and the image of her face appeared on the screen, her face when she hadn't seen me, when she was lost in the damn rose and then her face when she saw me. I scoffed and finally started typing, she was my bride after all, and very soon she would start performing her duties as a wife, or did she forget? Matteo's knock sounded then and he walked in. His face looked urgent and he held a file, he walked inside and stopped in front of me.“Gideon Saint,” he started

DAMIAN I looked at my wristwatch for the second time since I got into the car. It was finally Monday, and my bride hadn't come down yet. For someone who seemed excited when I informed her, she was late. My mind went back to the room then, how my touch had affected her, how it might have affected me too, how swiftly she had identified the problem in the document, and how excited the employment had made her. She walked out then, looking regal in the corporate outfit that Christy told me she got for her. She looked over at Matteo who was waiting for Christy in the other car and smiled before walking towards him, I frowned then and slowly rolled down my window. “Where do you think you're going to?” I asked sharply and she froze before turning towards me with those widened eyes. “I-I didn't know you were still here,” she said but didn't move.“Now that you know, why are you still standing there?” I asked and she blinked. Christy walked out then. “You're supposed to go with your husband

DAMIAN It took just a call from Matteo, and the cars following us were taken care of. “Get Jacob,” I ordered my men before they drove off and turned to the driver who nodded and drove off to where Christy and Seraphina were. It took three minutes before we got there. I knew because I counted every second of it. Christy stood with one of the bastards, and the other had the audacity to point a gun at my bride. I pulled the trigger even before Matteo did. Seraphina stood frozen, like she had just been shot, I scoffed and walked towards her, while Matteo and Christy finished the job. I took out the weapon from her hand, a weapon I was sure she couldn't use. “I’m very certain you disobeyed Christy,” I said and that was when she finally moved. She looked at me and sighed in what registered as relief. “Are you hurt?” I asked and she blinked.“Huh?”“Are you hurt, Seraphina? I believe that's a language you understand,” I said and she slowly shook her head. “How's Christy?” She asked ins