Semua Bab Claimed By The Mafia King : Bab 11 - Bab 20

One month.That was all the time I had left before I became Lucian's wife.I stared at the calendar on my wall, wondering how something that sounded so simple could make my stomach twist.Two months ago, I didn't even know his name.Now I was choosing flowers for a wedding that still didn't feel completely real.“Ava?”I looked up.Lucian stood in the doorway.“You've been staring at that calendar for five minutes.”“I was thinking.”“Dangerous.”I frowned.“Was that a joke?”“No.”I smiled despite myself.He walked into the room and placed a small box on the table.“What is that?”“Open it.”I picked it up and lifted the lid. Inside was a ring. Not the wedding ring.A simple, elegant band with a small stone.I looked at him.“What is this?”“Your engagement ring.”I blinked.“Really?”“Yes.”“But why?”“Because you agreed to marry me.”His voice was calm, but something about the moment felt strangely intimate at least on my side.I took the ring from the box.“It's beautiful.”“Try i

I thought being around Lucian's world would become easier once I understood it. I was wrong.The following morning, I woke up to the sound of hushed voices outside my door. I paused trying to make sure I'm not hallucinating. They came again. I sat up.“What's going on?” I said to myself.I didn't waste time and tied my sleeping rode, put on my slippers and headed towards the door.I opened it and met two guards stood at the end of the hallway and another one a few feet away from my room.They immediately straightened when they saw. “Good morning, ma'am.” they greeted.I looked at them puzzled. “Why are all of you here?”They looked at each other contemplating whether to tell me or not.I furrowed my brows with a frown on my lips.“Answer me." “Orders ma'am." One said.“Whose orders?” my frown deepened.Neither of them answered. I already knew and I didn't expect them to answer before heading downstairs straight to the person behind it.Lucian.I looked around and found him in the din

Something had changed. But I couldn't explain it. Maybe it was the way the guards seemed more alert lately.Maybe it was the way Lucian's phone never seemed to leave his hand nor did Adrian leave his side.Or maybe it was simply the feeling I couldn't shake whenever I walked into a room and found him already watching me. Well more like studying me.That evening, I was sitting in the living room when Lucian walked in. He looked tired. He didn't look too hard physically, but it was evident if you looked closer.He's eyes had medium dark eyes bags, his body looked a bit tense but he played it off so well, you'll barely notice.He's something else.His expression was unreadable as he removed his jacket and handed it to one of the guards.He sat across from me.“Long day?” I asked hugging the couch pillow on my laps, in my pajama shorts.“No I'm fine.”I smiled sadly.“I don't know if you're being sarcastic or you dangerously serious." He shook his head. “Don’t worry about it." “That's y

The wedding was getting closer. Twenty days. I had started counting without meaning to. Every morning, I'd wake up and remember.Twenty days until I became Lucian's wife. The house had changed too. People came and went constantly. Deliveries arrived. Guards were everywhere. Phone calls happened behind closed doors.And Lucian?He seemed even busier than usual.I went to his workplace and found him in his office that afternoon, standing beside the window with his phone pressed to his ear.“No?”His voice was calm.“Then move to another location.”He commanded.“Now.”He ended the call.I knocked lightly on the open door.He looked over.His eyes scanned all over me, me in my light blue off shoulder jumper. I don't know why everything he looks at me I feel a slight nudge in my tummy, especially when his eyes are so intense, I almost feel naked.“You're busy.”“I can make time.” he said dropping the phone.I stepped inside.“I wanted to ask you something.”“Ask.”“Are you actually invol

I woke up before my alarm.For a few seconds, I stared at the ceiling, completely confused.Then I remembered. It’s today. I was getting married. I sat up slowly. My stomach twisted. Not from fear. At least, I didn't think it was fear.A knock came at the door.“Ava?”I smiled.“Come in.”The door opened, and the women helping me prepare for the wedding entered.For the next few hours, my room became a blur of makeup, hair, fabric, perfume, and people asking me questions I barely heard.Then the dress was brought in. I stared at it. For a moment, nobody spoke. It was mine. The same dress I'd chosen days ago. Only now, it looked and felt different.Real.I slipped into it and stood in front of the mirror. My breath caught. I barely recognized myself. I almost looked like someone else. I looked like someone who had finally reached a moment she'd once thought impossible.One of the women smiled.“You look beautiful.”I smiled back.“Thank you.”My fingers trembled slightly as I adjusted