All Chapters of FORCED MARRIAGE TO MY MAFIA EX-BOYFRIEND: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

FIORELLA’S POV Gallo pressed the gun harder against my head. “If you think your bodyguard is going to save you, think again. He’s outnumbered.” My heart pounded, but I refused to let him see my fear. “Who are you?” he asked. “What did you come here for? Do you work for the government? Speak up.”

Maybe I’d subconsciously repressed the feeling, like I did with everything else until I had to cut myself for release. I turned to answer him when I noticed blood running down his arm, his sleeve soaked. A gasp escaped me. “You got shot.” “Yeah, the pain I’m feeling is a giveaway,” he responded

I turned off the television before she could ask questions. She dropped her bag on the floor and sat on the couch. “I didn’t want to stay at a hotel because that won’t stop him. He knows where all my properties are too.” I sat beside her. “You know if he doesn’t find you he’ll come straight to me,

RHYS’S POV I lifted my eyes to hers. “What now?” Evelyn closed the distance, sat on my lap, and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. “I’m not leaving. And if you have no use for your therapist today, then maybe Eve could be of assistance.” “I thought we agreed no more of that, Eve,” I drawled. “Oh, come on,” she whined. “You never cared about the rules. It’s why you’re my favourite client. Don’t be a bore now.” She leaned down to kiss me. My phone lit up at the same time and I looked away to check it. It was a text from Fiorella. ‘We need to talk.’ A surge of anger tore through me. I’d managed to keep the thoughts of her, the sounds of her moans, the way her body had ground against mine out of my head all morning, only for the woman to have the fucking guts to text my phone. Jesus fucking Christ. Get out of my fucking head and phone, you little parasite. Every single thing about her pissed me off to no end. I heard Eve sigh before she stood up. “I kno

FIORELLA’S POV I raised a brow. “You’re asking me, the Donna, to come to the brothel with you?” She hesitated. “If it’s no bother to you, of course. It’s the only way you can truly understand their plight, Donna.” It was an absurd request. Yet she hadn’t looked away once. “No.” I moved away from her. Celeste didn’t give up, still walking behind me. “Please, Donna. Just a visit, that’s all I’m asking for. If you’re worried about your reputation…” “So you understand the situation and still want me to visit your brothel?” I asked, still walking. A moment of silence passed. Her voice was lower now. “You’re the queen of the underworld. People are too jealous of you to care that you stepped into a brothel.” I could sense she wasn’t trying to flatter me, but was only stating a fact. I didn’t respond. “I’ll beg on my knees if I have to regardless of our personal circumstances,” she said after a while. “Just one visit is all I’m asking for. These women need their Don