All Chapters of Stuck Between The Mafia Lord And His Twin: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

LAURA DIEGOThe Umbrella man’s words had been specific, quick to the kill, no chase. It was all I could do not to let the pressure in my bladder burst through between my legs as the steely voice on the other end barked out instructions.I’d logged him into Frederick’s comps, watching the red dot of his car on the GPS as it idled in front of the rickety column of the Du Merges map hotel.My chest burned with hate as I watched the red dot disappear, realizing that was where he planned to meet Darlene. “That insufferable little cunt!” I growled, gritting my teeth and digging my fingers so far back into my palms that they were bloody when they came away.I marched to the mirror after the line went dead, trusting that the man had already made all the arrangements for the next phase of the plan.There was no way I was going to let that slovenly little piece of crap ruin everything I had put my blood and sweat and body to. Boob jobs did not come cheap, and I had made sure my oranges were es

ALEXANDERI’d lost her, the bright red convertible of my wife’s car, between the sardine of cars that wove in between us on the highway.“God-fucking-dammit!” I bellowed, slamming my hands on the steering wheel and gritting my teeth as panic wove through my eyelids until my vision was a pinhole of primly tarred lots and neon lights.Where the hell had Darlene disappeared to? Had she known I was following her? “No,” I shook my head, I had been careful to make sure I stayed out of sight, inching forward just enough to keep her in my periphery, until she vanished.I rumbled the matte black wagon to a slow crawl, letting my eyes scan the dense lot of the side streets, doing a double take when I spotted the lime green BMW of my brother’s car.“Frederick?” I rasped huskily, glancing at the blinking gold cursive of the digital clock and feeling the frown lines on my forehead deepen.What was he doing here? Out so late? Prince Charles’ warnings about my brother’s meetings with Stefan McCoy r

ALEXANDERThe azure burn of the sun climbing into the sky burned my eyes as I wove between cars on the stretch of asphalt, my nostrils flaring at the salty sea smell of the morning breeze.I was fucked, harder than a down bad gambler who had lost a game of black jack.I couldn’t believe Darlene would do something like that! I didn’t want to, but the image of my brother dipping his head to her open breasts was still too fresh in my mind.“Watch where yer going asshole!” The shrill scream of the man overtaking me snapped me back to reality just as the wash of bright yellow headlights blinded me and I spun the wheel wildly, hearing the screech of tires on asphalt between the incessant horns as I narrowly avoided being flattened by the oncoming truck.“Christ,” I swore, fishtailing the car into a straight line and swiping at the sheen of sweat that had formed on my brow, my heart still racing.Fucking macarons on a chopstick! I hadn't realized I’d been driving to my father’s safe house, w

DARLENEThe cherry red door of our cottage house looked bigger than I remembered as I turned into the bracket of our white picket fence.It had been so long since I had been to my father’s house that I felt a twinge of guilt ripple through me as I idled my car in the driveway, inhaling deep breaths before I stepped out to let the car door fall shut noiselessly beside me.“Darlene? I-Is that you?” Dad’s voice came from up ahead and I jerked my head to the sound, catching his white face through the blue-tinted glass of the living room before it disappeared.I couldn't help the smile that broke out on my face as more frantic shuffling came from inside before the door snapped open and the ball of blonde hair came tumbling forward a split second before my sister slammed into me, damned near knocking me clean off my feet.“Oh emm gee! Sis! I've missed you!” Stella squealed, turning her big blue eyes on me so that I could see the tears that lingered there, and my heart sputtered wildly insid

ALEXANDERThe ring had not stopped watching me since the chief made his big reveal. I shifted uncomfortably, feeling spigots of sweat spring from my asscheeks and soak through the silky fabric of my pants into the cool leather seat I had balanced on, my eyes fixed unblinkingly on the white screen of the flat screen where the paused video of the masked woman stared back at me.It had to have been clipped from the split second her hesitation made her take a peep at the overhead cameras, the lilt in her body almost identical to Laura Diego.”What is the meaning of this?” I ground through clenched teeth, unclenching the fists that were shaking slightly on my kneecaps.”What do you think? Laura Diego set your wife up for cheating. Poor woman, having a husband so quick to leap to conclusions, exhausting isn't it?” Prince Charles drawled, heaving a long suffering sigh that made it difficult to ignore him. I fantasized briefly about jamming my knuckles through his white, boxy teeth. See how