After Divorce I got kidnapped to marry a Mafia King

Chapter one. Alcantara Walters.I just marched angrily to the company’s building in annoyance and disgust. A security guard tried stopping me on sight but I was able to dodge his attempt to grab me relentlessly and used the elevator before he could get to me. Of course, due to my messy look and scattered hair, I looked like I didn’t belong in that environment, like a woman on drugs or something. Little do these people know that I am the secret wife of their owner and CEO, Pascal Danvers and Sadly, that was all going to change from today. While inside I could see the reddening of my face on the reflection of the mirror-like elevator walls. I gripped the Divorce papers in my hands. It was now or never. My heart kept beating fast but I consoled myself by remembering why I was doing this. When the doors opened up to the 25th floor which happened to be Pascal’s Office, I rushed past the receptionist and barged into his office, I could hear her yell at me to stop and that he was in

Chapter three. Alcantara Walters.I opened my eyes and saw a golden ceiling before me, the room was spacious and huge and I started to wonder if I was in heaven already. I tried slipping out of the bed but I clumsily pushed down a little golden calling bell that was beside me and its loud noise began to echo in the room. Just then I started hearing a lot of footsteps. It sounded like people marching up the stairs, in a minute the door in the room flew open and seven women in maid uniforms carrying a lot of dishes came into the room. I opened my mouth in shock. As an older and friendly-looking maid of the seven came a bit closer to talk to me. “Good morning, Miss, it is a pleasure to serve you this morning, we have arranged a full-course breakfast which has been prepared by our very fine chef Sir Angus of great Ireland. We hope it will be to your liking” I stared mutely at the woman unable to say a word as I watched them bring a footed large tray on the bed and drop all the food

Chapter five My palms were sweaty as I stood in front of the mirror while the maids dressed me up in an elegant red dinner gown, I was sure I had never worn before. They saw the ruined curtains on the floor and just kept quiet about it, asking me nothing, except my choice of jewelry and other body accessories. When they were sure that I was all dolled up, the head maid comes in and tells me that I am already few minutes late for dinner and it would make the Bosses very annoyed. She urged me to get up and hasten for the dinning room as il Sovrano and her son must be waiting for me. I remember the words of the stranger I had met in that balcony; I would act when they least expect and escape from this place to see my brother. I couldn’t help but wonder who that man at the balcony was and if he was also kidnapped like me, I would really love to help him too. As I reached the Dining room, I was surprised by the very little table that only had Four chairs.For a mansion as elegant an

Chapter 7Alcantara WaltersI am now convinced that the people in this mansion are either psychopaths or non-humans, I mean how the hell was this man able to keep a straight face and tell me that I was going to fall in love with him after a month?What kind of challenge was that?“Can you even listen to yourself right now? How the hell is this a plan?”I watched the sly smug on his face disappear when he realized that I wasn’t going to buy his shit.“You do not understand it?”I nod affirmatively.“You are giving me two options and both of them entail that I stay here in your crazy mansion for more than a day? Hell 31 days, what do you want me to understand?”He releases his grip on me and I step further away from him so he doesn’t touch or grab me anymore.“I can’t stay here, I feel uneasy, as much as I don’t have a life out there, I sure as hell know that I don’t belong here either!”He looks unfazed by my pleas and responds.“Since you can’t listen to me, I think I will have to show

Chapter 9Alcantara Walters.I struggled to stand and listen to the words of the psychopath that had me glued to him this morning.He looked at me like I was the only interesting thing that had ever occurred to him in this wicked life of his and it got me scared.How could someone who had just met me in one day make me quiver to this extent? I remembered my brother’s advice when he would usually tell me that eyes don’t lie.Right now with the way this man looked at me coupled with the words he was speaking.It is confirmed.He is… Mentally unstable.It all makes sense now, why his mother would be kidnapping me and forcing me to marry her son.I was right in the first place no one would want to stay with such a man, no matter how dashing he looked up close with his evil hazel eyes that could snare anyone under the sheets with him.What the hell am I thinking?It’s almost as if my body is having a conflict with my mind.What the hell was this man trying to do to me?I look away from him