All Chapters of Entangled With The Mafia Boss: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Jericho’s POVMy hand gripped the steering firmly while I drove at an insanely high speed. I wasn’t just furious at Lucita, but I was frustrated. The anger that seemed to overwhelm me was instigated by all she said about Leia and the frustration came from how I didn’t have one goddamn self-control over myself when she teased me at the bar. Despite the fact that I had flared up at her, that didn’t stop the undying urge that surged through me even at the thought of her. I loosened the buttons of my shirt. I was suffocated by my own thoughts. I took a quick sniff of the collar of my shirt to check if her overpowering perfume she wore smeared on it because the last thing I wanted in that state was questions from Leia.I got back to the house and all my prayers for Leia to be asleep weren’t answered. I swallowed hard, watching how her eyes lit up at the sight of me as she ate the pineapple she took from the tray of fruits in front of her. I forced a smile too even though I didn’t feel like

Jericho’s POV,Empty cartons, bins and other garbage flew out of the way as I drove out of the un-tarred road. I hit the road like a maniac and I sped crazily along. It was around 1am and I did not take any cognizance of the road but driving I am sure as hell knows this isn’t the way to the mansion. After everything that just went down with that conniving bitch, how can I show my face to Leia. Hell! I’d never been tricked this way all my life. Right now, I feel like sniffing the life out of that bitch in the most gruesome way possible! Or maybe that is a lie. I mean why didn’t I do so before I walked out of the hotel? Why did I even give in to Lucita's ploy? What the hell came over me? I have no excuse, I shouldn't have done it. I should have… Regret raged in my head threatening to sniffle out my breath.I brought the car to a screeching halt and yelled out loud. My throat felt dry and I suddenly craved some strong alcohol. Most bars were closed already.Holy shit! My vision dwin

Leia’s POVI tossed from one side of the bed to the other. Jericho left last night and he hasn't shown up. I tried to reach him all through the night but his phone was switched off.At first I was agitated but I had to put my mind at ease. Jericho is no kid, he is the boss of Banda Della.I had enough on my plate. I had suffered a bout of morning sickness all through the night and I had thrown up twice this morning. I suddenly hate myself.Someone knocked at the door and I yelled angrily. The knock made my head ache. I knew it was either the nurse-maid or one of the maids. “Don’t come in!” I yelled from where I was, battling with a perfect position to lie in to avoid the discomforting pain“You have a package ma’am” came the annoying high pitched voice of the head-maid.I sighed. “Come in then” I let out, trying my best to sit up in such a way to reduce my headache.She came in with a parcel. I wasn’t sure who it was from. I didn’t have a lot of friends that would just decide to surp

Jericho’s POV, Delusional or not; believe me when I say all I see around me right now is red! Was I stung with the fact that; I Jericho, soon-to-be boss of the Banda Della group fell under the trick of an ordinary woman or the fact that I’d failed my wife big time?I felt the burning sensation from the alcohol which I’d been drinking. As it ran through my chest, it agitated me rather than pacifying me. With my head banging so hard, it suddenly became so hard to raise my eyes upward but I managed. I looked up to the door as Alex who’d earlier left me at the bar side of the penthouse walked back in. “I already told you to leave me the fuck alone, didn’t I?!” I slurred out like a drunk bastard, waving a finger at Alex who just scoffed and approached me. He had warned me to stop drinking.“C’mon Jericho, you should man up instead of wasting away with alcohol!” Alex scolded as he snatched the bottle away from my grip. I glared hard at him and tried getting it back but I failed. Next

LeiaI still couldn't take my mind off all that was playing out before me.Leaning back on my bed, my mind drifted to Lucita, the devil, and my hand clenched beside me involuntarily. My breathing quickened as a result of anger. She had always wanted my marriage to come to crumbles all because she wanted Jericho to herself. "Lucita Gera is dead," Rya's words rang in my head again and I heaved a sigh. I wondered if Lucita was really the person she said she is. Is Lucita dead? Are we dealing with an impostor? The answer isn't far-fetched. Whoever covered her tracks must be a pro but I know that she is definitely Lucita Gera. She had all the memories she shared with Jericho and of course, she torments him with it.I glanced at the laptop on the table. It still displayed the unfinished part of the edited video. Again I wondered why the video was edited.“Are you sure you don't need anything?" My nurse-maid asked. For a second, I didn't know the reply to that question. I was not mysel