LOGINShare
Chapter 40: Mrs. Ivanov
Last Updated:
2024-10-29 19:42:56
Related chapters
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 41: Spies
They left the establishment after they finished their lunch. Margarette could only stare at her own food, unable to meet his eyes. Her cheeks were red from his confession earlier. She still couldn't believe she heard such things coming from his mouth. Her heartbeat could not calm down whenever their eyes meet, so she lowered her gaze instead to save the last ounce of sanity within her.She still didn't know why he said that. She also doesn't know if he was serious with it. He would kill anybody for her? Sounds so sick but it made the butterflies in her belly flutter in happiness.She sighed and looked over the window. The day is still so long. The road they were taking was a little bit rough, Margarette glanced at the surroundings and saw that Xavier had taken a different path. Her brows furrowed. Where are they going?He glanced at her and said in a cold voice, "We're going to go to one of the family's warehouses."She nodded her head in acknowledgement. They were still in the city, b
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 42: Softened
Xavier pulled her up rather harshly. He tightly took a hold of her arm and yanked her over his side."What the hell?!" he hissed, surprised. His eyes were glaring as he looked at her. She was crying, looking so terrified whilst looking down at the man bathing with his own blood. Xavier doesn't understand why she was acting like that. It's not as if it's her first time seeing him kill somebody. In fact, she even saw before her eyes how he killed Mr. Alejandro David."W-Why..." she uttered as tears kept falling from her eyes. Her heart was clenching against her chest, disabling her to breathe steadily. Her chest was rising up and down. "You..."The man raised his bloodshot eyes and met hers. His tears were mixed with his blood, his face was broken and deformed from being beaten nearly to death."S-Signora..." the man uttered under his breath, inaudible from everyone's ear, but it was as if the man had screamed right through her ears, she flinched.Her legs wobbled and if it wasn't becaus
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 43: Home
The day was long and eventful. Eventually, the couple decided to go back to their villa where they're supposed to celebrate their honeymoon. Margarette slept all through their way back to the villa, which allows Xavier to think about some things, especially about the unwanted feelings in his chest.He doesn't know when he felt this way. There was no exact time, place, or event when Xavier started to care for her sake. It just happens...And he wants to get rid of it.After arriving at the villa, he carried his wife back to their bedroom and put her down gently on the bed. He then sat on the side of the bed and stared at her face. One reason why he brought her outside to his favourite casino was to expose her to his world and highlight her to his enemies. That was the plan. He didn't mean to cause a scene or such, but the way he got angry when someone disrespects her in that place, he just wanted to burn down the whole establishment into ashes.It still confuses him.One time when he me
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 44: Proper Wedding?
For the next few days, their relationship gradually changed. From being all cold and strict, they were now more casual to each other. People suddenly wonder what actually happened during their honeymoon that changed their boss' personality and mood all of a sudden. He doesn't smile or show any sort of emotions, even to his own family, but they often see him now getting more and more expressive—though, only to her.As if she cast a spell on him.Xavier began to loosen up a bit around her. The once thick and suffocating atmosphere around him has lessened and he was more comfortable around her than before. Margarette was also getting accustomed to his world. Right now, the two people just spend another night making love. Both of them couldn't get used to the feeling of each other. The pleasure is always intense. It makes them reach heaven through their bed.Upon remembering their incredible night, a small, lazy smile appeared on her lips. She stretched out her arms and legs before rollin
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 45: Nauseous
He took her to his office and gently put her down on the couch. His secretary came in and gave Margarette a glass of water to calm down a little.Xavier clenched his jaws as he dialled something from his phone contacts. A few seconds later, the receiver answered."I need you to come over to my office now," he said to the family doctor in a rather rushed voice. He didn't wait for the doctor to say something else and immediately ended the call. He then went towards Margarette and knelt down to level their faces."Hubby...""Are you still dizzy?" he asked, worried about his voice. The crease on his forehead was enough evidence that he was concerned about her.She shook her head and flashed a reassuring smile. "No, not anymore.""Are you sure?" he inquired, not convinced.Again, she nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. It's just a matter of seconds of dizziness. I'm fine now."He stared at her longer than he should. The crease on his forehead was still there and the worry in his eyes was still palpable
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 46: Argue
He gently rubbed her back as she vomited. A worried look was plastered on his face as he held her and braided her so it wouldn't get into the way. "Hush, you'll be fine. You'll be fine..." he consoled. Her throwing up only got worse. She vomited until there was nothing left to throw up aside her own saliva. Yet she still felt nauseous. It was exhausting her to the point of passing out. She leaned her exhausted body against his chest as she sobbed, her stomach was hurting badly from all the energy she'd wasted from throwing up."Are you good now?" he said as gently as he could as he caressed her sweaty forehead. Tears rolling down on her cheeks as she tries to catch her breath. She shook her head. "Do you want me to bring you to hospital?"Again, she shook her head. "W-Water...""Alright, I'll grab you some water." He was concerned to say the least. He shouldn't have cancelled the doctor's appointment. His wife was probably sick and he's neglecting his duties as a husband. He's stupid
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 47: With a Child
She shouldn't have listened to Zeus' words and gotten affected by it. She should've known better than to piss off Xavier. She knew it would only cause trouble once she's caught, but she's also determined to find out herself the things she didn't know about Xavier. It's already too late to regret.Zeus' voice rang through her head like a broken radio kept repeating itself. "Why don't you go towards the 4th and 5th floor to find out for yourself?" She closed her eyes as she took a deep breath. She reminded herself that it was wrong to disobey him and would only cause her in danger, but if she found it undiscovered, then it's probably okay, right?Right.As long as he doesn't find out, then she's safe.Pressing the 4th floor of the mansion through the elevator, Margarette braced herself to what she would see in the forbidden floor. She expected that it wouldn't be far different from the basement, however, it was quite contrary to what she actually saw.Countless pairs of eyes lingered on
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 48: Tsvetok
She soon left the 4th floor and bid goodbyes to all the new people she had met. To say that the workers and patients were very friendly is probably an understatement. Despite the fact that the majority of them were cold-blooded killers, they greeted her with utmost respect and politeness in which she was thankful for. As she went to press the elevator towards the 5th floor to take a visit, a hand suddenly held her wrist in a tight grip. Shocked, she looked up to see a tall, handsome man holding her wrist. Her eyes widened when it was drawn to her who was him."H-Hubby...?" she asked nervously. Her heart was hammering in her chest all of a sudden as worry filled her system.His brows were knitted, his forehead was creased, and his lips were pressed tightly into a thin line as he glowered at her. His jaws were hardly clenching as the anger swimming around his ocean blue eyes were so palpable that it sent shivers down her spine.Her mouth parted, ready to defend herself, but there was n
Last Updated : 2024-10-29
Latest chapter
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 10
Emma left the room to give us some space and privacy. I clenched my fist as the tension between us thicken. I didn’t expect him to be back all of a sudden. Perhaps, it is a good thing as well."I don't want to stay here anymore," I declared with a steely gaze, my determination to leave this house firm in my mind. The sense of betrayal had eroded my trust in everyone around me, leaving me with a deep-seated desire to escape. "I will leave this house," I added, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions within.His eyes sharpened, and the tension in the room heightened as he gritted his teeth. My heart raced, but I maintained a composed exterior, unwilling to let him perceive any vulnerability. "Leave, you say? Ophelia, this is our house," he retorted after a brief pause, his voice laced with controlled intensity as if he were suppressing an inner turmoil. "You cannot leave."“Why not?” I hissed, my gaze narrowing into slits as I gritted my teeth. “Why can’t I leave?”“Because I don’
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 9
Emma left the room to give us some space and privacy. I clenched my fist as the tension between us thicken. I didn’t expect him to be back all of a sudden. Perhaps, it is a good thing as well."I don't want to stay here anymore," I declared with a steely gaze, my determination to leave this house firm in my mind. The sense of betrayal had eroded my trust in everyone around me, leaving me with a deep-seated desire to escape. "I will leave this house," I added, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions within.His eyes sharpened, and the tension in the room heightened as he gritted his teeth. My heart raced, but I maintained a composed exterior, unwilling to let him perceive any vulnerability. "Leave, you say? Ophelia, this is our house," he retorted after a brief pause, his voice laced with controlled intensity as if he were suppressing an inner turmoil. "You cannot leave."“Why not?” I hissed, my gaze narrowing into slits as I gritted my teeth. “Why can’t I leave?”“Because I don’
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 8
I've already made up my mind. I'll leave this place. I don't think there was a reason to stay. They were all lying to me, blatantly telling me lies that were obvious. They were deceiving me.Staying became increasingly challenging, especially since my husband, the supposed anchor for my presence here, was consistently absent. Despite their claims of my marriage, their inability to provide any evidence, not even a picture from my own wedding, added to my growing sense of disillusionment.I hung around for a while, hopeful that they'd eventually come clean. Unfortunately, that never happened – not even a bit.It became disheartening and hard to trust anyone.Disappointment settled in, directed at every individual under this roof.Leaving now feels not just necessary but also freeing. Staying doesn't do anything for me anymore. The lies have unraveled, showing a truth that lines up with what I've been feeling.I waited until everyone in the mansion was sound asleep before putting my esca
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 7
“Ma’am, your husband has already left,” Emma said, her tone cautious as she addressed me. These days, I wasn't in the best of moods, not because of any lingering sickness, but due to the nagging feeling that something was being kept from me. “He has left for work, and he’ll probably be back a week from now or so.” I nodded silently, then took a sip of the tea she had prepared for me. The revelation that my husband had left bothered me, but I chose not to show it. Why should I care or worry? After all, he didn’t even come to bid farewell himself, so why should I react as if I were genuinely disappointed. “Tell me, Emma,” I uttered, my tone seeking answers. “What were we like as a married couple before I lost my memories?” Caught off guard, Emma hesitated, her usually composed demeanor faltering for a moment. I closed my eyes briefly, taking a deep breath to steady myself before opening them again to face her. “I-I really didn’t know much, ma’am," she admitted, her words coming out
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 6
I was back to square one. My husband appeared to be keeping something from me, and I couldn't shake that feeling.When I inquired if he was worried, he didn't respond. Instead, he abruptly left the room, seemingly ignoring my question completely. I felt bewildered and offended. Is he truly my husband? Why isn't he behaving like one?Following that incident, he didn't visit or contact me to check on my well-being. I felt disappointed.But then again, it couldn't be helped.Days passed, and the absence of my husband weighed on me. The unanswered questions and the growing void in our interactions left me grappling with a sense of isolation. I yearned for some connection, for reassurance, but he remained elusive."He hasn't visited or even checked on me. Is this how a husband should act?" I questioned, my voice tinged with a mixture of frustration and sadness.Emma, always composed, offered a reassuring smile. "People cope with difficult situations in different ways, Miss Ophelia. Perhaps
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 5
I took a deep breath as I followed him into his office. The man, who claimed to be my husband, seated himself at the desk with casual ease. I stood there, feeling like a fool, waiting for his next command. His expression soured when he saw me hesitating. "What are you doing?" he demanded, his jaws clenching in annoyance. I blinked, my mind still trying to process the overwhelming information he had just laid upon me. I was shocked and utterly disoriented, unable to pull myself together and act with a rational mind. I felt like a leaf, caught in the unpredictable currents of this surreal situation. "What?" he snapped. "Come here." I slowly and reluctantly walked over to his side, my thoughts still swirling with the revelations. When I was close enough, my husband extended his arms towards me. I hesitated, glancing at his outstretched arm. "I won't hurt you, okay? So come here now," he said, annoyance evident in his voice. Biting my lower lip, cheeks burning with embarrassment, I g
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 4
Staring into his stunning blue eyes, which revealed no emotion, I couldn't help but notice his tall, masculine figure—undeniably handsome and attractive. Despite his physical perfection, I hesitated to accept him as my husband. In my dreams, the man who claimed that role held me with warmth and tenderness, his gaze filled with affection. The contrast between those dreams and the current reality was stark.The man in front of me felt distant, his demeanor cold and uninviting. An invisible barrier seemed to separate us, making it hard for me to connect the dream figure with the person standing before me. The discrepancy between the dream's warmth and the real-world chill heightened my confusion and left me questioning the authenticity of this man's claim to be my husband.I must have stood there like an idiot for what felt like an eternity. My gaze was fixed on him, my lips parting and closing like a gaping fish. Describing my state as surprised would be a severe understatement—I was ut
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 3
It felt as though the world had turned upside down, my head throbbing painfully as I attempted to recall the events that transpired during my time in a coma. The last tangible memory I could grasp was being in... a dark room.And beyond that point, my recollections became an impenetrable fog, leaving me grappling with the disorienting void that stretched between the past and my current state of consciousness.I gazed at the coffee cradled in my hands, its warmth and the sweet aroma wafting up, stirring a nostalgic feeling within me. Yet, my mind struggled to unravel the threads of memory, unable to pinpoint when or where I had last experienced this sensation. Was this scenario familiar, or was it a moment my consciousness had yet to encounter?“It’s time for your medicine now, ma’am,” Emma said as she handed me the pills that I have been taking for a month. Yes, it has been a month, and up until now I was still pondering what really happened, who am I, and where the hell I am. The onl
The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 2
I jolted awake, gasping for breath, my eyes fluttering open to the harsh reality of my bedroom. Sweat trickled down from my forehead, soaking through the sheets as I grappled with the remnants of a haunting dream—a nightmare that lingered in my waking mind. As I lay there, heart racing and senses on high alert, I couldn't shake off the lingering unease that the dream left in its wake. The echo of a distant scream, the shadows that danced malevolently in the corners of my mind—everything felt vivid and disconcerting. I took a deep breath, attempting to shake off the remnants of the nightmare. Yet, the tendrils of fear still clung stubbornly, leaving me with an unsettling awareness that the boundary between dreams and reality was thinner than I had ever imagined. "Good morning," a voice suddenly exclaimed, prompting me to turn my gaze towards its source. There stood a woman in her mid-twenties, adorned in what appeared to be a maid's uniform. A tray laden with breakfast delicacies res
