All Chapters of Slave To The Ruthless Mafia Lord: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Jasira spent all her morning trying to fix her spoiled phone so she could put a call to her mother's nanny. She was really worried about how her mother was doing, she was enduring all of this for her and she kept forgetting to reach out to her. Is she neglecting her mother, no she won't dare. It was all the thing that was happening to her recently that made it seem so. She dropped half part of the phone she unscrewed on the bed and the screwdriver she was holding. A long painful sigh left her mouth as she stared at them. It's not like she even knew what to do with the phone, she was only trying her best which was clearly now. Taking a short glance at her phone before rolling out of the bed. She slide her feet into the flip-flop, her eyes roamed around the room, and loneliness overwhelmed her. Thinking about it, she hadn't seen anybody else except Alejandro and his mother and that stupid guard of his, with the nurse of course but they all don't count. She missed home, she miss

"She is the new maid." Jasira was shocked for minutes staring blankly at him with widened eyes, she wondered if she heard him right. "What?" She screamed when her senses seemed to return and when she was damn sure she heard him say that truly. Her eyes went from him back to the maids who were staring shockingly at her. She was just as shocked as they are right now. "Wait, what?" She stumbled on her words and leaned forward to look at him, she blinked in disbelief. When he wanted to take her away, he never mentioned that she would join his tons of maids. These are one of the many things she hated about him. How he love to display his power over everybody. She chuckled unbelievably, angry at the same time. She was feeling many emotions right now, anger, sadness, and shock. And the worst thing that annoyed her was that he wasn't moved by her at all, his face was stoic as usual, void of any emotions. How badly she wanted him to react to her because she hated his silence more than an

Jasira stay there glued to the wall, with her inside breaking down to pieces, her head was banging with a serious headache. She stared blankly down the hallway where Alejandro had disappeared into. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying too much. "You are nothing but a whore I pay for." A low sob escaped from her mouth thinking about his words especially these particular words, the words sting, sting too much that she can't endure the pain. How could she be referred to as a whore? Why was she even going through all this? Did she deserve all this? Alejandro has been torn in her flesh, the devil in her life. Everything she disperses. She couldn't believe she was referred to as a whore. She sniffed wiping her tears with the back of her palm. She had been enduring all day, she could still do this but why does it hurt so much? Why do her heartburn and sting this much? She sniffed again wiping her tears with the back of her palm again, she stiffed for a moment noticing the dried b

Alejandro lift his head from the phone he was pressing, he dropped his crossed legs to the ground before taking a short glance at the door where a knock came from. "Come in." His rasped voice filled the room loudly enough for his intruder to hear him, his eyes were fixated on the door expecting that timid ginger-haired girl to waltz inside his room and started behaving like the most innocent girl in the world. He was pretty sure she was doing breathing practice behind that half-open door. He rested his head on the headrest with his hand behind his head as he waited for her with a smug smirk. "What takes you so long?" He asked with a furrowed brow and a smirk lingering on his lips waiting for his ridiculous excuse. Jasira bite deep into her inner cheek until it started hurting like crazy. She knew Alejandro was just waiting for a wrong answer from her before a bullet would be fired into her skull. His cold voice showed that he clearly loathed her. Any other day that h

The coldness radiating from the room couldn't match the fire that burned through her body. Her hands trembled on her knees as she crawled back frantically. Fire burned through her as she lifted her head to glance at rage filled blue-eyed man. The six-foot-plus man was hovering over her like a wild animal like she was prey with no escape route. She swallowed the huge lump in her throat, her heart was pounding hard threatening to rip out of her ribcage every time she spent in his room. She rubbed her temple breathing heavily as she lowered her gaze to his knees. "I...I." Her words trailed off. Sorry doesn't feel right in this situation and her on her knee with her mouth on his cock felt absurd as well. She didn't know what to do, sweat prickled down her spine as she stared at the floor scared. What had she done for god sake? What was she thinking when she was putting the salt in his coffee? "Jasira!" He boomed and she jerked up. Venom seeped out of his voice reminding her t