All Chapters of Mafia Heiress's Fictitious Fiance: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Melissa's POVI briefly read it while squinting my eyes hard. Expectantly, Lord Scott stretched a hand to me to receive the paper. With shaking hands, I handed it to him. I was so tensed as my chest fiercely pounds.As soon as he read it, a devilish smile crammed his face. "Since you decided to save him. He will be put to death by other Whale's Snipers."My feet wandered aimlessly toward the back until I got stopped by the bed. I sutured at him unwaveringly while my butts docked on the bed and got bouncing me up like a rubber band.'This wasn't my decision! Not at all!' I shook my head vigorously as I did not want to admit it. Right there, my thought got playback to the moment I saved the Priest.If not for the fact that the gunshot was a sedative, I would have died by now. Then, how on earth was I supposed to stop a sniper's bullet from hitting a man?In all my life, I have learned how to kill but not to save."I'm doing this for you, Melissa. You oppose your marriage, thus I believe

Donald's POV"Just f*cking... stay put!" I shook her vigorously but Stacy had become rigor under my grip.She was too stiffened that I felt like I held a stone. Only the gulping down of her throat inferred she was a living being. Hurriedly, the tip of my tongue licked the bottom of my lips and that tasted so bitter. It tasted sour... that I furrowed my face like tasting a lemon.I took a breath in and closed my eyes briefly to calm down to a bit of a human level.I was baffled that I didn't notice when the necklace got missed. How? Meanwhile, I felt Stacy's terror. Perhaps this appearance was scaring the sh*t out of her.With her and Michael, I have been so cautioned never to shapeshift in their presence. However, it happened unexpectedly.The saddest part was it happened on this Bloodmoon night! I shook Stacy and called to revive her. "Stacy...." but my voice was dried. It kept sounding beastly.On putting her acts together, she backed off and rushed to the balcony, her gaze harde

WARNING: The chapter may be horrific. Kindly Beware.Melissa's POVWith keen alertness, I sneaked towards the side of the wall. However, the noise exploded again. I plastered my back against the wall and held to my breath so that the sound could minimize but my pulse pumped vehemently.About to run, the sound howled again. Fearfully, I got startled and plastered my back against the wall, however, I shrank to the back.Before I knew it, I was already down with a heavy thud. In awe as I lay flat on the ground.Again, the same noise came echoing, I jolted up as I felt it greatly in there. "Holy sh*t!"Once on both feet, I hurriedly close the door behind me. My back was against the door while I inhaled some fresh air. Profuse sweats already oozed out of me, I took some breath in to make my pulse steady. Patiently, I cling my ear to the door to listen if there were footsteps nearer.I breathe out strongly as I heard nothing.Tending to calm down, I sneezed. A strong musky smell was perceiv

Melissa's POV"Was that it?""That wasn't it, Stacy... Just stop making up a story!" Don retorted and spontaneously bounced his butt on the bed very close to my feet.I shook my head vigorously to reject being kissed as I flashback to that scary moment again, however, Stacy made my heart almost jump out of my chest as she question him further."Oh... No... Don, you have developed feelings for this girl, really?!" she mumbled into her palms with surprise.I almost choke and cough out but clipped my lips together to suppress and swallow them up. He was quiet, instead, his head wrinkled down, fixated on the floor.I....! have...! I have heard enough... There wasn't a need for me to keep hiding!Stacy walked away from him... sauntering to my side. I shut my eyes closed again. "You know what, you are too obnoxious! I accept it was all my fault so I will put an end to it!""How?" Sheepishly, Don questioned her. With confusion, I as well asked the same question within me. How?"I have the f

Donald's POV That early morning, Melissa left my residence without uttering more words. Not even an answer to the question she asked. I was troubled seemingly because I haven't confirmed if her memory was successfully erased. The last time I erased someone's memory was 10 years ago and I had my necklace on. Therefore, having her left despite Stacy's persuasion in turn made me worry. I have no idea she speaks Portuguese let alone learned of what I had done to her. Perhaps, she vented because she still remembers everything I erased and stylishly escaped from my wrath. She was such an amazing one to have pretended and left my premises without the fear of being killed. Then, what was the essence of persuading her to stay when I was the real bad guy who had made her life miserable from the start? However, that afternoon, I got her message to have lunch with her at Redwood Restaurant today. I couldn't believe I'd arrived 20 minutes before her speculated time. In the luxury Restaurant,