All Chapters of Mr Billionaire wants a bride: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

ANTONIOIt all made sense now that I knew what was happening.My father was failing at the business he had tried to so desperately to hold onto even knowing it had caused my mother’s death.On one hand, I should be glad this was happening to him and I would have been if I wasn’t sure it would be my mess at the end of the day.He was falling and he was going to drag me down with me by all means necessary and that could also involve Aurora in the long run.I leaned back against the elevator wall and closed my eyes briefly.I had to do something about it.The elevator doors opened.The penthouse floor was silent as I walked toward my front door.I unlocked it and stepped inside.Normally, my butler, would have greeted me but earlier, I had sent him away for a few days.Officially, I told him he deserved a break.Unofficially, I wanted to be alone.And if I was being honest with myself, I also did not know whether he was reporting my movements back to my father.I tossed my keys onto the

ANTONIO“Who sent you?”The man spat blood onto the concrete floor.I stared at him from where I stood across the room, watching as Sebastian basically tore him a new jaw. The bastard still refused to talk. He was indeed a tough motherfucker and it was very obvious even from the fight that he had some military training.“You’re running out of teeth,” Sebastian said dryly. “Might as well start using your words.”The man groaned weakly, as his face was almost unrecognizable now. He had one eye that had gone completely shut, but I still wasn’t satisfied with all of this.He definitely wasn’t the mastermind, and even though I had an idea who it was, I still needed a confirmation.The part that troubled me the most was that whoever it was knew exactly where to find me. Which meant they most likely knew where to find Aurora too.That thought alone reignited the rage burning beneath my skin, as I closed the distance between us and grabbed the man by the front of his shirt, slamming him harde

ANTONIOI stared at her as she lay there in my bed for several long seconds. A part of me still couldn’t believe that she was actually there.Slowly, I reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from her face. My fingers lingered against her skin longer than they should have, as I thought about last night.It had been…I did not even have words for it.Magical sounded ridiculous, but that was exactly what it had felt like.For a couple of hours, everything outside this room had disappeared. Even the pain which I had in my side had disappeared and there was just her.To a great point that terrified me more than anything else because I wanted to stay so bad. I wanted to crawl back into bed beside her and forget the rest of the world existed.But I couldn’t. Majorly because if I stayed now, then this became real.Not this whole pretence thing that we were freaking doing. And to be honest, I wasn’t entirely sure I knew how to survive something real.Besides, there were things that need

“There is my beautiful daughter,” Mancini said, as soon as his daughter walked into the house. “You finally decided to come home.”Andressa rolled her eyes now, as she looked at her father who was standing near the fireplace in the massive sitting room with his arms spread wide as though he expected her to run into them dramatically.“It is not like you gave me so much of a choice.” She said, as she looked around. “Besides, I actually did miss home.”Everything about the Mancini estate screamed power and Andressa had grown up around it all her life. At this point, she had gotten very accustomed to being treated like the royalty she was. This was one of the reasons why she hated New York s much.Her father smiled broadly as he walked toward her.“My beautiful daughter,” he said warmly before kissing both sides of her face. “I missed you.”Andressa stepped away almost immediately.“I’m still angry with you.”“Oh, you’re always angry with me.”“You summoned me back to Italy like I’m some

“How the fuck did this happen?”Mancini’s roar echoed through the massive house.The crystal glass in his hand shattered against the wall an instant later, alcohol splattering across the whole floor.Nobody moved or even dared to breath too loudly. Everyone in the room knew exactly what kind of man Vittorio Mancini became when he was angry.And right now, he looked absolutely feral.“There is no fucking way,” he snarled as he paced furiously across the room, “that the police just happened to raid that warehouse.”His voice was getting louder with every word.Andressa sat quietly in the corner of the room, one leg crossed over the other as she watched her father spiral.Truthfully?She wasn’t even surprised.The shipment that had been destroyed tonight wasn’t just important. It had been extremely massive. Filled with weapons, drugs, and so many other things which she didn’t even want to think about. It was a payload that would have made them money in the hundreds of millions, and now i