บททั้งหมดของ Stolen By The Heartless Mafia Lord: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Vivian hurriedly dressed up and rushed down the stairs into the large hall by the living room. There she saw the older man, his walking stick in hand, however, that gave him an even more dignified air, he carried the aura of a pure bred monarch. He seemed to be looking all around the house as if it was his first time here or he'd not been in the house for a long time.Vivian somewhat reduced the pace of her walk as she approached him, making her footsteps light for some reason, perhaps she was just dreading him noticing her and turning around to face her thereby showing her his usual mocking scowl, but she knew that since he was here, she would have no choice but to face him."Good morning grandfather." Vivian greeted politely when she came to stand directly behind him.The man slowly turned to look at her, Vivian almost felt her breath stop seeing the older man's stern expression."Heh, grandfather?" He chuckled lightly, the sound filled with mockery.Vivian quickly corrected herself

A line of black cars drove into a gigantic estate, about thrice the size of Sebastian's mansion.Inside the estate in a certain room that looked like a modern day royal chamber, with exceptionally high ceilings, tall pillars, and a specially designed seat that looked like a majestic throne at a certain end of the room.Seating comfortably in the throne like chair with a pipe between his lips that oozed out smoke at the ends was Gerald who seemed laid back and relaxed, however, he was very much aware of his grandson's arrival.Standing in front of him was one of his close men who had a look of slight astonishment on his face seeing how Gerald still looked unperturbed even after hearing of Sebastian's arrival to the King's family mansion."Master, the young master has just arrived, I'm sure that woman has complained about us to him which is why he returned so soon from his trip." The man reported once more thinking Gerald had probably not heard it the first time.Gerald removed his pipe

Eringdalle valley, Vivian thought. She recalled that day she had overheard Albert and Sebastian's conversation where they were talking about something related to the S force, could it be that, Sebastian's S force were in Eringdalle valley?"Hey Vivian, you seem lost." Camilla came up to her where she was sitting on a swing in the garden that morning, "Are you alright, feeling much better now?""Yeah, the pain is gone now, just feeling a bit sore.""I heard master tore those men to pieces and fed their flesh to wild animals." Camilla uttered casually leaning against the pillar holding the swing. Vivian gave her an astonished look."What?" Camilla smiled, "You're that important to him."Vivian didn't say anything, she only turned to gaze out ahead."Can I ask you a question Vivian?""Sure." She murmured."Do you still hate him?" Camilla gazed at her searchingly waiting for her reply.Vivian fell silent. Did she still hate Sebastian King? Of course she did, which was why till this moment

Later that same day, Sebastian's SUV drove back into the mansion. It was late into the night already, and Sebastian had been completely exhausted for the day. He had been pissed the whole day, and all his men had had to bear the brunt of his anger.As the car parked, Albert came over to open the door for him. He looked up at Sebastian's face warily seeing the annoyed look that still marred his face.Sebastian wordlessly strode into the house, walking past the maids who welcomed him without bothering to give a reply.Walking into the bedroom, he took off his jacket, throwing it aside before he realized the oddity. The room was currently empty, Vivian whom he assumed was supposed to have returned home by now was nowhere around. And the room still looked as kept as it did when he left.He frowned deeply, he had returned home a lot later today, which meant she should have returned long ago, especially as he looked at the watch on his wrist to realize that it was way past her curfew time.

"Mercy Don! Have mercy on me!! I swear I'll never repeat the same mistake again!!!" Inside what looked like a dark abandoned warehouse. A man could be seen kneeling before a tall shadow, the man's face looked utterly battered as he desperately pleaded for his life.The tall shadow slowly stepped forward, one could see his black shoes glistening in the small hints of light that shone into the warehouse, however, the shadow from the darkness concealed a half part of his face, while the upper half was lit. His lips were thinly set, dark eyes seeming to brew a storm."You should have thought about the consequences, before taking what belongs to me." His deep voice resounded with an echo sounding like a demonic call of death.A flame of anger swirled in his dark eyes, and a cracking sound of a gun followed after."Don please! Please have mercy! Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!!!"The beaten man cried, however without a hint of hesitation Sebastian raised his gun pointing straight to t