Novel & Cerita I Tamed The Crazy Marquis

“Carmen whatever happens, I am warning you I intend to take Tio with me. If you stay here with your fiancé it will be without Tio. You must make the choice Carmen, either you come back to Milan or lose Tio.” “What do you mean come back to Milan? “ “I am saying that you should return to me as my wife, your life will be more restricted than it is here of course and I shall expect to behave with a dignity as my wife.” “I see and if I don't behave as you expect, will use Tio as a hostage for my good behavior is it? Have you not been listening to the things that I have said to you Marc? I said bitterly. “If you expect me to come to Milan under those conditions you must be mad !”

However, Watson quickly grabbed hold of his other leg. "Don't you dare touch her." Watson exclaimed firmly. Marid stepped forward, brandishing his sword with deadly precision. *slash* *slash!* *cut!* "Rrrgh!!" Watson cried out, feeling the sting of each strike. After three consecutive attempts, Marid managed to slash halfway into Watson's wrist, severing enough nerves for Shaitan to break free from his grip. "Your impressive display deserves an honorable ending to your suffering." Marit declared, his shamshir emanating an intense green glow. With a powerful swing, he brought the sword down on Watson's neck.

Star Silver asked as he mindlinked me and i immediately turned to face him givibg him that icy and cold look as a warning for him to shut up. "Just shut the fuck up!." I replied and rolled my eyes. "And his highness has also proclaimed that it has come to his notice that Ema had a girl chil, that girl is to be returned to her rightful pack immediately." The messenger concluded and we all gasped. Petal was not in her pack, neither was she here!!! Now this matter is getting out of hand.

I ground my teeth, this bitch was still a lunatic. “What's that?” “Simple, a marriage contract between the both of us.” A laughter erupted from my chest and I shook my head at her delusion, “you can't be serious.” I said. I knew she had something up her sleeves, I was almost fooled by her new appearance and her dainty charisma today. She hasn't changed a bit. Her face sunk, every iota of happiness, “I have never been more serious in my entire life.” “So let me get this straight, you waltz into my pack and claim that a territory which I own is yours? And to rectify the issue I should get married to you? Are you that desperate, Elena?”

As Henry groaned in pain, Arla seized the opportunity to run away from her captor. Henry, recovering from the blow, laughed maniacally as he pursued her. "My pretty princess, you belong to me. You can't run away from me. I own you!" Arla hid under a table, her entire body shaking, and her face swollen from Henry's vicious punch. She trembled in fear as his voice, footsteps, and laughter grew closer. "You can't escape from me, my princess," Henry said, his chilling laughter echoing through the cabin.

He said in an undisturbed tone, "Is this your boyfriend? You think you can overthrow me with zombie man over here?" "No one is overthrowing you Marconi: you'll have to be on the seat to be overthrown. Look! You're not." Serena replied as she moved closer to him. Her accent was thickly Italian. "Alright. Somebody get the madman out of my seat and clean it up. Then get rid of them both." He ordered. No one moved. Every eyes were furiously staring into his. Something nobody dared do. His reputation never permitted anyone to: they always ended up with their eyeballs going down their throat.

Livia nodded, feeling a rush of satisfaction. Finally, things were falling into place. Finally, Mia would pay. But then, Rex added something that made her stiffen. “I’ll make sure to send your crazy boyfriend the video of me enjoying his little toy,” he sneered. Livia’s head snapped up, her eyes blazing with fury. “Watch. Your. Words.” Rex burst into laughter, clearly amused by her reaction. “Relax, princess. We both get what we want in the end.” Livia clenched her fists under the table.

She said, Both of them slowly broke the hug and glanced at each other before looking back at her. "I didn't know Mr. Igneel, the mafia king who is so cold and stern looking when around others but such a tamed puppy in his lover's arms. Mr Igneel if the mafia world will know about this. They will disown you." Yuri said mockingly and Igneel raised his brows at her.

In an instant, every eye in the room turned toward me. Jasmine's expression turned completely cold. She walked up to me. Her voice carried a hint of disappointment. "Sebastian, are you really that desperate for money?"

Once all the guards left, Terry cast a spell and fixed the front door. While all this was going on, the Marquis finally returned to the estate. When he walked through the door, he was complaining to his butler, "I can't believe the nerve! First, they send me a letter informing me of a trade, and then when I get there, they tell me they never sent such a letter even though it had their seal on it!" When Terry heard the Marquis, he went over to the front door to talk to him, "Father, you're ok?"