Semua Bab Stuck Between The Mafia Lord And His Twin: Bab 171 - Bab 180

DARLENEThe crunch of my fingers working between my teeth snapped me out of my reverie just before the knock came on the window again and I let out a shaky gasp, allowing my eyes to adjust to the stretch of darkness outside the white-washed pane rims.”Hey? Is that you?” I whispered, cautiously moving to the door and hanging my neck over the overhang, not at all feeling like I was peering through the hole of a guillotine that was bound to drop down at any moment.The man had been the only one I thought to call after Alexander had dropped me off at the manor and rushed away into the darkness. The memory of our lovemaking in his car seat made me blush so hard I brought a hand to my cheeks, stumbling back to let the man fall into the cool tiles of our bedroom floor.“Jesus fucking Christ Darlene, fancy keeping a man out in the cold do you? It's about as cold as Elsa’s fucking undergarments outside,” The copper-haired man growled, his almond-shaped eyes flashing with heat as he stretched

ALEXANDERMy eyes felt like they just about exploded out of their sockets when I saw Darlene pacing around the lobby of my father’s secret penthouse.I fisted my hands by my sides, gritting my teeth when I met Dennis’ sea-green eyes.“Babe? What are you doing here? What's going on?” Darlene’s honeyed voice had gotten octaves high as I felt the rest of the ring members file in around me.I locked eyes with my copper-haired best friend who had an unreadable expression on his face as he stared at the toned form of Prince Charles who had been standing beside me.“What a nice, peachy fucking family reunion, I ought to shoot you where you stand Lucas,” Erwin drawled, leveling the gun with Dennis’ head before I stepped in the shot, making him sneer at me as he hesitated before he lowered the stiff arm.“This isn't fucking divorce court Alexander, your wife can't keep showing up here with outcasts,” Prince Charles growled in a voice that sent shivers down my spine so that I turned to match hi

ALEXANDERLaura Diego was gone. Gone like a pack of crackers in a chicken coop. It was all I could do not to choke out a scream when I had run in only seconds behind my wife to find the cellar empty, the bloodied chains we had used to hold her scattered uselessly on the floor.“I think we should all go home,” My last words hung heavily in the air as Darlene’s face contorted with an emotion that made white hot pain spike through my chest.I exchanged uneasy looks with the purple-eyed man then, watching the dots of perspiration on his upper lip before he jerked his head so violently to the side it was a wonder everyone else didn't notice.I took a cursory glance around, seeing that Dennis and Darlene were talking in low tones and that the gray-eyed ghost and his Rottweiler side chick Erwin were nowhere to be found.“What the hell happened back there? How the fuck did Diego get out?” Prince Charles hissed, looking more worked up than I had ever seen him so that I had to wonder if there w

LAURA DIEGO“Jesus fucking Christ,” I groaned, kicking out the thick wood of the barrel cover to crawl out of the sloppy mess of rich wine that had soaked through my clothes and wounds.I drew in a large gasp, feeling every bit like that one girl from The Revenant movie as I crawled out of the barrel, the red juice sloshing noisily onto the floor as I squinted through the sharp sizzling pain that clawed at my sides and back.I had lost the gun in the mess of neatly arranged barrels after I had contemplated going up the damned stairs and shooting that bitch Darlene in between the eyes once and for all, imagine MY surprise when the sound of footsteps pounding above me and rushing down the stairs reached my ears.“Fucking hell Laura,” I chuckled dryly, knowing it was a good thing I had been fast on my feet, limping to one of the barrels and searching for an empty one, before throwing myself headfirst into one of the tubular coffins just as the door snapped open behind me.I’d listened to

ALEXANDERI watched Darlene’s slender back as she shuffled into our room and I closed the door with a quiet click behind me, the conversation from downstairs still leaving a bad taste in my mouth.There was something off about Frederick r, something I couldn't quite put my finger on. Darlene seemed happy about it though, would it make me any more of a douchebag if I ruined it with my suspicions?I watched her whirl to face me, mirroring the small gentle smile on her pink lips and raking my hands through my hair exhaustedly.“You okay?” She whispered, her gold-speckled green eyes glistening as I watched her shrug out of her dress, the sight of her bare rounded shoulders making I swallow the moisture that had gathered in my mouth.Was I okay? I wasn't certain I could boast of the fantasy.“Are we okay?” I tried instead, craning my head to watch with my heart hammering against my ribs as she claimed up, rearing back like I had slapped her in the face.“I don't want to talk about that rig