All Chapters of Mafia Emperor: Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

Eveleen's POV       I murmured his name before opening my eyes in the familiar environment. His strong hand was holding my hand. He was rubbing his thumb on the back of my hand.      " Duante. " I whispered.      He inclined forward, " Hey! How are you feeling,life? " He asked, caressing my cheek. His shirt was molded on his hard muscles and biceps. His shirt' sleeves were rolled up. He was looking Dame s**y.      I didn't say a word. I pushed myself up and wrapped my arms around his neck. I kissed him on his cheek. His stubble was rough against my cheek. I looked at his face and smiled. He didn't return my smile. My smile disappeared from my face.      " I know, I did wrong. Are you angry with me? " I asked him.     His amber eyes were showing his violent storm inside him. But he was carrying his calm expressions. 

  Eveleen's POV         It was a giant hall under one roof. A big wooden table was lying in the center of it. There were six chairs around it. Duante was sitting on it. His forearm was resting on the table. As usual, his lappy was sitting before his eyes. Thomas was also there. There were also some new faces. Duante eyes met mine. I quickly lowered them although I had covered my eyes with lens. I was still fearing, he would recognize me.        " No weapons. " His man said. He was with tan skin and more than six feet tall like bodybuilders.        Okay! He's actually looking horrible or I'm scared like hell.          " It can't be," She said.     His men pointed their guns at us including Thomas. I pulled out my second hand gun from my clutch and pointed one gun at Tho

  Eveleen       There was a long red coloured strip of my hair in brown. I blinked my smokey eyes. I had wrapped a white towel around me. My parents cried there's eyes out when they saw the dead body of my brother. I shook my head. It wasn't time to cry over the past. I couldn't bring him back.       I paced toward the mattress. I picked up the dress. It was hard from inside. Door creaked open and shut behind me. Duante was looking dashing in black suit. He was sauntering toward me.     " Something is wrong with my dress. " I said.     " It's bulletproof. " He said.     " Why I can't wear a normal dress." I asked.     " I'd love it, when you'll wear a normal dress and stay at home. " He nuzzled his nose on my bare shoulder.     " Nice try. " I said and walked toward the washroom.&n