All Chapters of Becoming The Mafia's Bride: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Candice POVFiona's parents were out of the room, the police were also gone and I was sure that bitch had taken Aiden somewhere else all because of my presence.Staring at unconscious Houston, I strained my jaw, rubbing my face with my hands in frustration.After our meeting at the cafe that day, Houston had texted me that he was going to see Aiden and that we should meet again at a club.I reluctantly agreed to meet with him.FLASHBACKMy heart thudded loudly in my chest, constricting and expanding at a painful pace. Wringing my clammy fingers, I dare a glance at my wristwatch.This was half past twelve. He was supposed to be here by twelveHe's probably not going to come...a tiny voice whispered inside my head. I shook my head, as if wanting the voice to go away.But of course, it doesn't always listen to my command. It is always there....Planting the seed of doubt inside my head, questioning my decision and laughing mockingly at me. My eyes strayed around the bar, taking in the sc

Aidan's POVThe car hummed softly and stopped. I hurried out of the car to help Fiona off.She stared at me solemnly and swatted my arms off slowly. She pursed her lips before heaving a sigh and finally yielded her hands to me."I'm tired." she said in an annoyed voice but her eyes spoke of amusement. "Let's go to the bedroom?" I raised my brows at her. "Hmmm mmm." She murmured under her breath but said nothing. I led her into the house and upstairs to the bedroom where she flung herself on the bed even before the light was switched was on. "Are you that tired?" I asked as I pressed the light switch."Crying sucks energy. I need to go to the bathroom. I'm filled up to my throat." She groaned."Yeah, we have Houston to thank for that." My voice was muffled and I spoke without turning back as I was already heading into the closet. As I unbuttoned my cuff, my mind roamed to the event of the day. Houston's accident remained quite a mystery. A mystery was itching well at me. I need t

Fiona's POVThe confusion was pushed to the back of my mind as I continued to watch the movie. It was so unlike of Aidan to be abrupt and vague. But I did not want to doubt him, because doubting him will only lead to question that'll probably do us no good. I glanced at the table, reaching for the punch. Gosh, the hot buns has been wobbled down by someone. Someone that was not me. Hehe.I fluffed the pillows and placed it behind me, resting my back on it. The sound of my phone ringing filled the whole room and startled me out of my wits. I picked it up beside me and glanced at the screen to see who the caller was. My eyes bulged out to an impossible the degree and my jaw fell slack. My heart took on a race and begin to pound painfully in my chest. Houston?? Was that really him? For a minute I thought I was actually dreaming."Hello?" I said in a small voice. I don't want to hope, I don't want to hope."Fiona? How are you?" His voice boomed from the phone. Oh my god! Oh my god!

Author pov*Two weeks later*Seated in his office, his hair haggard, his eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep and excessive drinking, Aiden stared at his laptop with a blank expression. Two weeks had passed since Fiona's disappearance and those two weeks had been hell for Aiden who has been temperamental, depressed and extremely unstable. He had not visited the office for those while until his father decided to intervene and force him to go to the office due to an urgent international meeting that Aiden ended up cancelling out of anger.He had more important thing to do and that was to look for his wife who had been missing for two weeks.The police and all of his sources were searching all over but the only lead they had gotten was a CCTV camera of the truck hitting Fiona's car in a angle that they couldn't see the driver's face nor could they see the trucks plate number.Aiden's hands trembled as he kept clicking on the mouse to rewatched the video that sent worry and anger to his hea

Aiden's POVThe harsh ray of the sun was set overhead and the cruel heat sent a prickle of sweat down my spine. I leaned against the pole, waiting quite impatiently for my car. My gaze swept around the luxurious buildings, huge and looming in distance. My eyes was simply roaming around but could not see anything. I badly needed to know where Fiona was.The flight has been silent and I actually thought that everything would be prepared for me as soon as I would arrive but no! Everything was going so wrong for me that there wasn't even a car present at the airplane hanger.What did they tell me? Traffic?!There was silence as they all knew that I was boiling in rage.The loud honk of a car drew me out of my dangerous reverie and I unclenched my knuckles. Breathing in angrily, I swung the sunglasses from my hair into my face and walked briskly towards the car ignoring the loud buss and shine of the city as well as the group of body guards all dressed in black suits standing around me.