All Chapters of FORCED MARRIAGE TO MY MAFIA EX-BOYFRIEND: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I blinked once, then twice, appalled by his words. I stabbed him and left him to die, but he considered it flirting? My voice shook with part fear and part worry. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” “I’m still figuring that out,” he answered. “You’re not right in the head.” He tilted his

I turned around and walked back to the rack for a new dress. Behind me, I heard a low whistle. “Your ass is definitely thicker than I remember.” Colour rushed to my face. I snatched the nearest dress off the rack and turned around so fast I almost tripped over my own feet. "Why are you still lo

“I don’t know,” I said, shrugging. “Fuck me?” “Among other things. If you’re lucky.” His words crashed my thoughts into a million broken pieces. I had said that sarcastically but his tone told me he meant that, and instead of annoyance, a mixture of emotions hit me. “No,” I murmured weakly. “

He looked up at me, trembling. “It’s me but it was nothing,” he said. “We had a personal relationship. I wasn’t snitching. I could never.” I let out a thoughtful hum. “Hm? Is that so?” José handed the rogue a photo of Fiorella in the video, probably one he had discreetly taken of her the night be

The house was huge and if the maids weren’t with me I’d have gotten lost. An older woman with brown hair and dark eyes was sitting on one of the couches in the living area. She was speaking to two women whose backs were turned to me. Her eyes met mine and she stopped talking. She stood and c