All Chapters of The Mafia's Mistaken Bride: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Xavier's POV Jealousy and anger flares in my stomach when she agrees to go with Sophia to the club again.When Sophia told me Grandmother asked her to come take Jasmine with her, I knew they were up to something.Not wanting to leave Jasmine all by herself, I decided to follow but now that their chatter seems to have no end, I am regretting my decision already."He left me behind", Sophia says, glaring at me from the passenger's seat. Jasmine and I are seated behind her. She was chatting about how I ruined the whole thing for her when I came to the party to whisk Jasmine away and Jasmine also agreed with her, making me wonder how they became so close within a few hours of meeting.Sophia is like that. She is crazy, reckless and disrespectful. I wonder why Grandmother always allow her to have it all. She is a party goer and nothing or no one can stop her from doing what she wants.Jasmine does not say anything. She only smile and stare at me."What?!" I find myself asking when she con

Xavier's POV Fear consumes me when I get to the car to see Jasmine and the driver missing.Without hesitation, I whirl around, glancing around to see if I can catch sight of one of them with my thoughts running wild.What the hell happened here?I left Nicholas inside after he told me Andre was on her way to Paris. There is no need to stay back in Italy since I am done with the other business and I see no need to have Andrew and Mathew running after her either.Nicholas will do that job or his wife will take the fall for it.Racing back into the club, I feel a twinge of regret for the second time for coming to this club with Sophia in the first place even though it is a blessing bumping into Moore here. Who knows, he might never have told me anything if I hadn't bumped into him.Even though it is almost midnight, the club is still rowing with music and dance and the crowd isn't even reducing at all. I force my way back to where Sophia and Jasmine were dancing earlier but can't find a

Jasmine's POV Now, I remember it all.Everything about last night. The alcohol. The urine. The kiss and finally the puking.I shut my eyes in embarrassment, his scent intoxicating because of the nearness of his body to me which is serving as a reminder that he is here.How will I look him in the face now after all that drama?I was too preoccupied with my plan of stealing Mr. Moore's number from him to even try to remember how we got home last night or what happened.I only assumed I was drunk because of the banging headache which is done now after he gave me a pill and coffee to take."Are you ok?" His voice jerks me back to life, making me slide my eyes open to meet his amused expression.He is still mocking me.It is apparent that he is enjoying himself doing that.Feigning annoyance, I shift my gaze from his face before looking out of the window. We are on our way home. Back to New York.Funnily, I don't feel sad about leaving Italy or overwhelmed about going back to New York. I

Jasmine's POV When the old man said that, my heart pounded hard within my ribcage but I wasn't happy or excited about it.I do not know if it's because I want to be the one to bring forth the evidence about me not being Andre or because I am not ready for all of this to be out yet even though I don't know how this man got to know I am not her.Xavier on the other hand exclaimed in disbelief before dragging the man away.I become uneasy.I want to go with them and hear it all. Satisfy my curiosity about how he got to know the difference between Andre and me.Is it just the personality or he knows something about me that I don't even know about myself?Staring at the two guards behind my seat, I stand upright without thinking further and try to find my way towards the direction Xavier and the man, Frank are taking when one of the guards suddenly stands in front of me, blocking my way."I need to use the bathroom", I say to him slowly, hoping he will let me go. This is the only excuse I

Xavier's POV She comes close to stand next to me, her perfume drifting to my nostril, making me look up at her.She smiles.It is nowhere like the smile she threw my way last night at the party which didn't reach her eyes nor the joyless one she flashed at Frank Costello.Even though I really want to know what transpired between her and Nicholas, I am keeping my cool but I know Jasmine and her inquisitive nature. Coming here when I am working means she has questions and needs answers and I am not in the mood for that.Without a word, she flops to the chair next to me, her presence distracting me.Suddenly, surprised at her silence, I close my laptop and fold my arms around my bosom. "Why are you here?"I am not ready to answer her questions but I want to know what it is this time.She shrugs nonchalantly like she has no questions. "Just bored. Decided to keep you company. Don't worry, I won't make a noise so you can go ahead with your work. I couldn't sleep either."I don't believe h