All Chapters of Mafia king Innocent Luna: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Alice looked at her, moving his chair in her direction, spreading his legs wide open, his hand resting on his thighs."What good?" Alisha's mind rang, not understanding what he was trying to praise, as there was nothing to be praised.It had been more than an hour, she stood like a statue, her eyes fixed on him, even though he wasn't particularly looking like anything interesting to look at."Do you know what you look like now?" Alice asked, sliding his hand up slightly, as if he might pull something out if he continued rubbing his palm on his pants like that."What?" Alisha asked, knowing there was no way to dodge it.The way he punctuated his words made it clear how he wanted her to respond."You look all mine, the way your eyes are on me," Alice stated, his voice thick and seductive.Alisha felt awkward seeing him rubbing himself like that and sounding so deep. "Are you feeling itchy? Are you allergic?"The words slipped out before she could realise."Do you want to rub me? Because

‘Does he think I have no work?’ Alisha questioned herself, feeling hurt by his words.She did have work – she was a student and needed to study. But with him invading her life and not knowing when she would be able to return to her studies, more than a week had already passed.First, he took her with him and she went into a coma. Then, after she recovered, she couldn't leave the orphanage because Mary was selling the orphanage and they had to move out. And now, here she was again with him.He is parading her from his place to office, as if it's her who asked it.She wasn't free – she was literally forced into this situation. She didn't have her books or anything else to keep her busy. So, of course, she would appear idle.But what did he mean by saying she was "looking at people"? She had eyes, they were meant for observing. It was absurd for him to blame her for that. He couldn't make her feel any more annoyed than he already did."I have work too, Alice," she replied, her voice ting

Alisha raised her head, her doe-sized eyes filled with terror and innocence simultaneously, met his gaze.Shock etched on her face as she struggled to decipher his words, aware they carried more weight than they seemed.“I said stand up, sweetheart. Did you hear me?” Alice commanded, one eyebrow raised, jaw clenched.Too weak from standing too long, Alisha felt immobilised.It wasn't just fatigue, but fear rendering her unable to move; the metallic tang of blood assaulting her senses, the dampness on her neck and feet screaming of the dire situation.Summoning all her strength, she rose, keeping her gaze fixed on him, knowing any shift would only provoke him further.“You know what you've done wrong?” Alice's voice, cold as ice, pierced the silence.That's exactly how he sounded—cold and dangerous.Wrong? Alisha replayed the scene in her mind, struggling to identify her error.She couldn't recall any misstep; it was him twisting her words, unfairly blaming her and growing increasingly

In the evening, Alice entered his office to find Alisha fast asleep.Approaching her, he gently shook her awake. "Wake up! We need to go," he said.Alisha stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet Alice's gaze, immediately sitting up."Would you like some snacks?" Alice asked, unfazed by her sudden alertness."Snacks?" Alisha's confusion was evident, still groggy from her unexpected awakening."Yes, it's already evening, and you might be hungry too. Having some snacks would help," Alice replied warmly."No," Alisha's stomach betrayed her denial with a rumble, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.She nervously tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, feeling shy under Alice's amused gaze.Alice chuckled at her reaction. "It's okay. I'm hungry. We should grab some snacks. Do you want to explore my office and eat in the canteen, or would you prefer to stay here?"His words left her wondering what he wanted from her. She couldn't believe he wanted to show her his office; it wasn't

Alice couldn't quite grasp why he had suggested the idea in the first place, but seeing the sadness in Alisha's eyes had prompted him to act.Initially, he hadn't wanted any sort of celebration for the marriage, but he couldn't ignore the one and only friend he had, Edward, and his wife Misha.He knew he had to have a small gathering, at least to invite John, his assistant, to appease his mother who disapproved of the court marriage. Perhaps once she realised he was throwing a small party to celebrate their marriage, she would feel more at ease.It wasn't that he didn't want to celebrate; he simply didn't want to expose Alisha to anyone. She was too innocent, and he didn't want any unwanted attention on her.Despite everyone knowing to keep their eyes off those who belonged to him, he couldn't ignore the dangers of his mafia connections. He wanted to marry in peace, prioritising Alisha's safety above all else.Though he knew his enemies were skilled at keeping tabs on him, he trusted