Tous les chapitres de The Mafia & Ruthless Billionaire : Chapitre 11 - Chapitre 20

Liam   It boiled his blood when he saw his hand on her shoulder. It added fuel to the burning fire when he saw her comfortable with his touch. His hands were clenched and his jaw was tightened. Pulse was throbbing in his forehead. He couldn't bear it.      " Before you......" Hacker started. He brutally hit him on his face with his fist. It froze her feet. She glanced at him. Hacker's nose started to bleed. Concern and worry in his eyes made his face burn with rage.     " Hecker..." She squeaked, " I came with my desire. He did not force me. Please, don't hurt him." She squatted down near him. Tears started to fall over her cheeks.  It made it worse for him tolerating it. His jaw tightened more and it started to pain. Strange feelings clouded him, making his heartache. He grasped her by arm and pulled her up.    " It's just blood, little sister. Stop crying." Hacker said, r

She was in midnight blue gown, lacy texture. Curls of her long strands were falling on her bare shoulders. She put on the blue lense, natural pink lipstick and high black pencil heels. She swivelled on her heels to see how border hem of her dress could go around. Her broad smile was describing that she liked her dress.     Liam was closely watching her. The Corners of his lips were lifted in a huge smile. He cleared his throat. It made her body jerk and a feeble squeak jumped from her pink lips. She lost her balance and was going to hit the ground.    She was almost lost in ecstasy. She didn't know he was here and watching her. He was in a blue shirt the same as her gown's colour and black coat pants.      ' How could he be so handsome every time? She thought, chewing her lips.     Liam scooted toward her and curled his arm around her waist. Care was easily visible on his face. "

The day was going to end. It was almost eleven o'clock in the night. She thought about him all day. She had changed into her pyjamas. Her bodyguard did not leave her for a second.    She was holding a big bowl of popcorn and watching a horror movie on a big screen. She screamed while watching ghosts on the screen. Straightway, she picked the remote control and switched it off.    " I don't want to cling to him in my sleep, dreaming about ghosts. " She murmured.   She rested her head on the back of the couch. She heard loud screaming. Was she dreaming with open eyes? She shook her head. She listened to sudden noises out of her room.     "Is someone else watching a horror movie like me?" She said out loud.    But screams seemed painful and full of fear to her. She stood up on the soft carpet. She followed the loud screams. All lights were already turned on. She stopped before an opened door.

She was getting uneasy and fidgety while trying to sleep, thinking about Angelina. Angelina was living in this house for a long time against her desire. Why did Lamberto agree to help her now? Why didn't he go against his son when he kidnapped her? Was he playing games or What? Would they really let her go or they would kill her? Would Hebrew treat his wife the same? On the second hand, she was glad he wasn't going to marry Angelina but also worried about the girl who was being part of his cruel life. He would definitely make her life hell. What about the new girl? Shouldn't she warn her? She was peeping at the clock again and again. When it was a few minutes to complete two hours. She stepped out of the bed. She dressed up in black jeans and full sleeves dark top. She carefully put on her shoes. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail. She picked up Liam's car keys from the small table and left the room. It was midnight. There weren't guards at this hour.   She waited

ROSE      ' Ana would have given him my message. I hope he will not shower his anger at her. Did I do the right thing to ask her to tell Liam everything? I hope he will understand why I did this?'   She skipped her heartbeat with a sudden loud noise, " What is this? " Her face blanched.     " My phone.. " Miley replied.     " It's a horrible ringtone. Shouldn't it be in a silent mood? " She was breathing in rhythms to normal her heartbeat.      " Sorry! Unknown number. " Miley pouted.      " Put it in speaker and don't say a word. " Angelina said.     Miley picked the call and it was dead silence from the other side.      " Rose, " His husky bossy voice came from its speaker.     "Liam... " She spoke with a smile and a horrible look. She was astonished how quickly she

She was hearing whispering around her. She fluttered her eyes, while slowly opening them. Miley's smiling face caught her sight.      " She's awakening! She's awakening!" She heard her excited sharp voice, " Hey! Rose." She smiled.     " Hey, Miley! " She felt pounding in her head and instantly closed her eyes.      " Wake up! It's your wedding." she enthusiastically said with a grin.      " What? " She snapped open her eyes and straightened up. Feeling giddy, she held the bedsheet in her fist.      " You're looking more shocked than happy. " Miley smirked.      She flitted her eyes around in the room, " I hate joking. Where are we? " still lost in her view. It was beautiful light burnt red walls of the room, white marble, giant size with expensive furniture.    " New York, in your husband's mansion. " She

She gazed at herself in the mirror. She was in a beautiful white colour bridal dress. It was a full sleeves net with floral shaped net design on its arms. The rest was sheer white cream costly fabric and resting on her curves perfectly. Curls of long strands from her loose bun, which was surrounded by beautiful braids were touching her bare shoulders. There was a platinum diamond necklace around her neck. She could feel the weight of it on her neck. Solitaire diamond earrings in her ears. Her thick lashes were loaded with mascara. Her eyes were beautifully covered by eyeliner. It was making the natural brown colour of her eyes attractive. Lips were light natural red. Her face was glowing. It was exactly what she asked for, a natural glowing look. Her cheeks were shining a bit pink.       " You are looking magnificent. " Olivia smiled. She was a tall, elegant lady with blonde hair and white shining skin. She was in a grey silk gown and expansive jewellery m

Liam     He didn't wanna deprive her of anything like his mother faced in her life. His father claimed to love his mother but he couldn't marry her. His father was the most powerful Mafia. All Italian and Russian were his allies. He couldn't tell her his real mother's name, Lilly Black. Danil's voice dragged him out of his thoughts. He had selected an iPhone and Bouquet of her favourite white roses. He wanted to spoil his wife.    " Do you need any help, brother? " Danil asked him.    They were in a gift shop. He drove here with his brother Danil to select a gift for his wife as the first night gift. Although he knew her very well, she would not use this phone to call him. She was drunk that day. He realised he did wrong. She wrapped her arms around him that night. That was all permission he wanted from her. He decided when he beheld her for the first time in the club. She belonged to him.  

    She was fidgeting on her side in the bed. She was turning left to right, right to left and then straight glaring on the ceiling.         He peeped at him. He was scooting his fingers rapidly on the keyboard.      " What's disturbing you? " He said. His eyes were still locked with the screen.     ' H how do you know every time? " She popped on her elbow on the bed and glowered at him without blinking her eyes.     " You're my wife." He said, still he didn't glance at her.     " It doesn't make um any sense. When I wasn't your wife you still guess the right," she said, moving her eyes back on the ceiling and laying on her back.     " What doesn't make sense bebe? Our marriage or my sentence. " He said. He tried to talk calmly but failed.    " I I did not mean that. " She fussed. &nb

      Maybe, I can help that person, thinking she took more steps.    She passed through it. She froze again. There were four bulky, tall, over muscular men. She came in without making any noise. So they didn't get any clue and were busy with their playing cards. She was wondering, How couldn't they hear the screams? It was an ugly place. It was a gargantuan hall but neat, with several metal doors. She could hear other voices now. She followed it. She was still gripping her shoes in one hand, scarf and chocolate bag in the second hand. She was feeling a cold rude concrete floor beneath her soft feet. She reached for another door. It was already wide open. Her body went numb when she peeped in. That poor man screamed again. He brought his knife filled with crimson red near the poor man's skin. After wiping it on the poor man's skin, he brought it near his hand and started to cut his fingers.    Her squeal was high-pitched, dr