All Chapters of Resold To The Ruthless Mafia Lord : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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The Gift Box

~TIANA'S [POV]~I thought perhaps it was the gift box in his hands causing the delay, so I said, "Why don't you put that down.""You still haven't done what I asked." His voice was cold and flat, nothing like the warmth his smile had suggested earlier. "Your time is up, Tiana."I stood there confused, trying to understand what was happening, until he opened the gift box and lifted out a machine gun.He raised it toward the guests and opened fire without warning, shooting without pause until every last person in that church was dead, blood painting everything a d everywhere.My face drained of colour. I tried to run but my feet were fixed to the floor, shoes rooted to the spot like they had been cemented there.He dropped the empty gun and turned to the priest, who was on his knees now, trembling violently."P-please don't kill me," the priest begged, lips shaking. "I am a man of God. You are in his house."My new husband tilted his head to one side, almost curious, then wrapped his h

Maybe We Could

~TIANA'S [POV]~I cleared my throat."I'd really prefer some privacy," I said, struggling not to stutter. "Can I please use the bathroom?"He didn't look up from his plate. "I'm asking you to change here, Tiana."His fork scraped against porcelain, the sound sharp in the silence. His tone carried the weight of command, heavy enough to pin me in place. I didn't know what to do. My hands gripped the clothes tightly, damp with sweat. My fingers trembled as though the fabric might slip right through them. My eyes flicked toward the door, desperate for an escape that wasn’t there.He glanced up at me again. "Unless you need help changing.""No!" I said quickly, my voice coming out louder than I intended. "No, I don't.""Fine then. Do it."His casual tone made my jaw tighten until it ached. My teeth pressed together, the pressure sharp enough to sting. I walked over to the bed and laid the clothes down. My hands moved to the towel wrapped around me, and I stilled for a moment before

Ex

~TIANA'S [POV]~The room was beautiful. It gave a warm vibe that could at once make anyone relax. Sunlight fell through the tall windows and made the cream walls glow. The bed was huge, the sheets looked soft, and there was a small sitting area by the window. It felt more like a suite than just a bedroom.But one question surfaced in my mind.“Um...why are you showing me this room?” I asked, turning back to him.A small smile appeared on his lips. “This will be your room from now on.”My eyes went wide. “What?”“I don’t like the idea of you being so far away from me,” he said simply, like that explained everything perfectly. His voice was calm, but there was no room for argument in it.“You need to be within my reach at all times,” he continued, completely unbothered by how that sounded.“But the workers’ building is in the same compound,” I pointed out carefully. “It’s only a minute away.”His lips twisted. “I want to be able to reach you within ten seconds.”He looked around the

History On Her Lips

~ [TIANA'S POV] ~"What the fuck?" Lydia snapped, shooting up from her seat as water dripped down her face. She glared at me like she wanted to set me on fire right there in the dining room. "Are you fucking mad?" she screamed, her shoes scraping loud against the floor.I flinched hard, my heart slamming against my ribs. "I'm sorry," I blurted out fast, the words tasting weak even as they left my mouth. But sorry wasn't going to touch the rage burning in her eyes. She'd already hated me before this. Now she looked like she probably wanted to rip my heart out if possible."You're sorry?" She let out a bitter chuckle that sliced through the air. "How the hell is that supposed to fix what you just did? You spat your water straight in my face!""It was an accident. I didn't mean to–"Before I could finish, her hand flew up, palm open, ready to smack across my cheek. I braced myself for the slap, eyes wide. But then she froze at once. Her fingers trembled in the air for a second befo

Rooted To The Spot

~TIANA'S [POV]~Whether it was from shock or something else entirely, my heart almost leaped out of my chest.I couldn’t move. I couldn’t look away.“Mhn…” The woman moaned around his cock, her hand slipping between her own legs as she pleasured herself.I swallowed hard, my throat dry, as heat flooded between my thighs.It wasn’t the woman I was watching. It was Demetri. The raw expression on his face, the way every muscle tightened as he watched her take him deeper.My nails dug into my palms while I squeezed my thighs together.He must have sensed me standing there, because the next second his eyes snapped to mine.The moment our gazes locked, my breath caught in my throat. Shame and self-awareness had clearly left the building, because I still didn’t look away. His stare burned into me, making the ache between my legs flare even hotter.It took me a full ten seconds to realize I had just been caught. My eyes widened. I slapped a hand over them, spun around, and bolted back into

Table Banter

~TIANA'S [POV]~My heart skipped a beat the moment Demetri’s hand settled on my thigh underneath the table. A wave of heat raced through me, making my fingers tremble slightly as I gripped my fork.Every inch of my skin suddenly felt alive, the awkwardness I’d been wearing now mixed with a strange electricity. The dining room lights seemed too bright on my face and the smell of food turned heavy in my throat.I couldn’t help but swallow hard, my mouth suddenly dry despite the meal in front of me. I reached for my glass but didn’t drink. My pulse was loud in my ears.Each subtle press of his fingers sent a ripple of nervous energy through my body. And as Demetri smiled that faint, almost teasing smile at Sienna, I felt as if I were caught in a subtle storm, every nerve on high alert. The weight of his palm was warm and steady, and part of me wanted to shove his hand away while the rest of me stayed frozen.Sienna pursed her lips, then added, "If you had mentioned that you intended to

Pretend To Be Civil

~TIANA'S [POV]~He glanced at me and said, “Sure. But we’re thinking of playing golf outside later. I’d like you to join us.” His voice carried that commanding edge I was beginning to crave. “I’ll send someone to fetch you when it’s time.” I nodded, brushing my shirt down and rising to my feet. I could feel Marcus’s intense gaze burning into me the entire way. Just before I reached the door, I heard the scrape of his chair as he excused himself and stood too.I had no desire to return to my bedroom, so I went in search of Elizabeth, my only real friend here. I wanted a few stolen moments with her before the game pulled me back into Demetri’s world. I’d barely reached the main entrance when a familiar voice stopped me cold.“Hey.” I froze, then slowly turned. Marcus approached with that casual, smooth stride, one hand shoved deep in his pocket. When he reached me, he rubbed his thumb between his brows, his sharp eyes locking onto mine.“Things have been escalating fast between

Supposed To Be Six Feet Under

~TIANA'S [POV]~ Six Feet Under "Sadly, I am incapable of playing pretend games. Maybe you can teach a thing or two, since you've always been good at it." Marcus continued to taunt her with his words, a sarcastic edge dripping in his voice."Try showing some damn respect, Marcus. At least for Demetri's sake since I was once–"“His wife," Marcus cut her off before she could finish. "You keep talking about being married to my brother like you two had a whole family and kids."Lydia, who had been silent this entire time, finally butted in."Weren't you two just married for a month?" Her question was directed at Sienna.My eyes widened as I looked over at Demetri.Only a month?The realization caught me completely off guard.For some reason, I had always assumed Sienna and Demetri had shared years together, enough time to build memories and a life that would make it difficult to let go.The way she spoke about him, the way she carried herself around him, and the bitterness that s

The Masquerade Invitation

~DEMETRI'S [POV]~Just a single name was enough to completely rattle my little sparrow. The moment the name “Rowan Santaro” left Sienna’s lips, Tatiana began breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling in sharp, uneven bursts. The color drained from her face, leaving her pale porcelain skin even whiter under the warm afternoon light filtering through the windows. She staggered, nearly losing her balance before my arm wrapped tightly around her waist steadying her. Her fingers clutched tightly at my shirt like I was the only solid thing left in her world. A soft, distressed sound escaped her throat, barely audible but enough to tighten something in my chest.“Are you okay?” I asked, steadying her with both hands. “Hey, Tatiana, talk to me.”She looked up at me, but her pupils were blown wide and unfocused, as though she couldn’t quite hear my words or register my face. A faint tremor ran through her body.“Is she okay?” Sienna asked, titling her head not with concern, but with a

Family's Masacar

~TIANA'S [POV]~After Demetri left, leaving me alone in the heavy silence of the room, I slid off the bed on shaky legs and made my way to the bathroom.I turned on the faucet, letting the cool water run for a few seconds before cupping some in my palms to drink. Then I splashed the rest over my face. The cold shock slightly helped to steady my racing pulse, though the fear lodged inside my chest refused to ease.If the man Sienna mentioned was truly Uncle Rowan, then how had he survived that night of the massacre?I pressed a trembling hand against the cool marble sink, steadying myself as memories flooded back with vivid clarity. I could still recall every horrific detail, from the beginning to the very bitter end. Every scream, every gunshot, every desperate plea was forever carved into my memory.[FLASHBACK]"....Guess what?" Kiana said excitedly as she jumped onto my bed, nearly knocking my phone out of my hand."What?" I asked, gripping the device tightly."Guess who just got a

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