All Chapters of The Mafia king’s Favourite sin: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“To protect me from what exactly, huh?” He demanded, breaking free as he shoved me back. “You are the very thing I should be protected from. Because you’re sick. You’re a monster. You stalked me for God knows how long, maybe even before we crossed paths, and now you say it’s all for my sake?” He shouted, glaring at me.I didn’t speak immediately. Rather, I just watched him. The anger in his eyes was sharp, cutting deeper than any blade I had ever faced. I let the silence sit between us for a moment longer than necessary, because the truth had already left my mouth and there was no taking it back.“I don’t expect you to understand why I did what I did,” I said at last, my voice steady even though something inside me was already unraveling. “But trust me, it was all for you. I wanted you to be happy. I wanted to make sure you were safe. Now I know it’s all in the past and whatever I say probably won’t change anything, but believe me. I never meant to hurt you. As a matter of fact, it’s

Noah’s POV I haven’t been to school nor the club in over a week since my last encounter with the stranger and I wasn’t expecting him to show up unannounced at my doorstep. I had overslept and didn’t hear my alarm ring all because I was having a dream about him and now I had less than an hour to get ready and get going before classes began. I quickly popped cereal onto a plate, added milk and ate hurriedly. In less than 30 minutes I was done with breakfast, so I grabbed my laptop, shoved it into my bag and dashed out. I had just gotten outside and was trying to zip my bag when I bumped into something really hard. I flinched, rubbing my head as I lifted my eyes to see what I bumped into. “I am so sorry. I'm in a hurry and didn’t see you—” Immediately the rest of the words died in my throat. The man standing before me looked like he was in his late thirties, standing well over six feet with the kind of build that came from years of military training rather than a gym. Broad shou

The rest of the week passed in a blur. I wasn’t bothered about them guarding me like a hawk anymore. If anything, I promised myself that I wouldn’t get swayed by him. That I wouldn’t give in to his absurd request, no matter how hard he tried. Today was the day of the party and Jamie had found the perfect choice of clothes for me as expected. So I had already gotten dressed and was waiting for him. While I waited, I decided to watch TV. About an hour later, I heard the shrilling sound of the fire alarm. Accompanied by footsteps of people quickly moving in the hallway, as they hurried out of the building. Then a heavy knock came through the door. I rushed to open it and it was Jamie, grinning. “Well what are you waiting for? Didn’t you hear the fire alarm? Grab your stuff, let’s go,” he said between laughs. I quickly grabbed my phone, a small bag and dashed out after him. In the sea of worried and scared faces, we were able to get outside without any of the guards noticing us. He g

I had never seen him so mad. Not even when I was disrespectful. Not even acted up. The look in his eyes now had been stripped of warmth, just pure rage, and I’d be lying if I said that didn’t rattle me. I took one final look at the party, then opened the car door and slipped in. He drove off immediately, his hands gripping the steering wheel.The drive was expectedly long and filled with the type of silence that was awkward. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t glance my way like he occasionally did. He didn’t try to make conversation. Nothing. He just kept his eyes on the road.About twenty minutes into the drive, he took the opposite direction, and that’s when I spoke. “This isn’t the way to my house. Where are you taking me?”He didn’t say anything. Rather, he just shot me a brief glance before his eyes went back to the road. I didn’t push back immediately, but after a few minutes, I asked again. “Why ain’t you taking me home? Look, I don’t know what it is you’re trying to do, but I’d

Nick’s POV I don’t know how I fell asleep. I guess I was really tired and ended up passing out eventually. When I woke up the next morning, I saw a couple of shopping bags by my bed. I assumed he had already provided a few things I’d be needing for as long as I was here, but I still needed to drop by my place to grab my laptop and the other essential things I’d need for both school and work. I still felt guilty about leaving the party the way I did, especially after what transpired with Jamie and the other guy. He was hurt, and I should have made sure he received some medical attention before leaving. Then my mind drifted to Amelia. I really hoped she didn’t think I just bailed because of that little altercation. I quickly had my bath and changed into one of the clothes I got. It wasn’t anything exotic or too classy, but it was definitely expensive. I could feel it from the way the silk long sleeves hugged my chest and arms, like it was made to be there. I matched it with a pair