All Chapters of The Bad Boy's Princess : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Dante walked into the living room and glanced at his wristwatch. It was just few minutes to 7pm and Mireille should be ready by now. She was not in the living room, however and Dante could not help but think for a moment, that she was avoiding him. He brushed the thoughts away and climbed up the stairs. He walked over to her door and opened it up, using his finger print. He pushed the door open and stopped right by the door when he realised that Mireille was not ready or even getting ready. She was laying on the sheets of her bed and scrolling through her phone. "Princess" he called. "I asked you to be ready by 7pm"Mireille sat up on the bed. She had concluded that she was not going to take Belinda's advice or any advice close to it. She was going to just make sure their relationship was what it was before. "You did not care to ask if I wanted to go shopping. I don't want to" She spelt out her last words. Dante stared at her for a few seconds before his lips curled up in a sm

Mireille stepped out of the cab and looked at the cafe for a few seconds before walking towards it. She would never have thought that she would have to eventually settle for a job like this. She walked into the cafe and and confidently walked over to the counter. "Hello" she smiled at the lady behind the counter. "Hello, what would you like to have?" The lady asked with a nice smile. "No, I am not having anything. I am Mireille Mathieu and I am...""Here for the job? Yes, boss told me about it. He is not around right now but he told me you would be here."Mireille only smiled in response to the lady. "I am Leila and it is very nice to meet you. You can start work immediately though""Immediately?" Mireille was a little bit taken aback. "Yes." Leila replied. "What about the employment contract?" Mireille questioned and Leila flashed her a smile. "I will get it for you. If you are comfortable with it, you can start working immediately but if you are not, you can call the boss an

The next dayMireille kept her eyes closed, feeling the warmth of another body from behind her. She could feel his breath caressing her neck and his arms wrapped around her body, holding her in place. Still keeping her eyes closed, memories of the previous night flooded Mireille's brain and she found herself subconsciously relaxing into his body. She still felt scared after the close rape accident and pushing her body closer to his helped her feel safer. She could recall how she had cried, screamed and begged the man to let her go. She had put up a fight that she knew was not going to last long, then Dante had come for her and had shot the man multiple times. She could still hear the gunshots in her head and that was the first time she witnessed a killing. The shots resounded in her head and her hand subconsciously grabbed Dante's arm, holding onto him tightly.It was weird. He was the one who had pulled the trigger and caused the shots that was now scaring her but still yet, he se

Fifteen men in black suits were on their knees as Dante walked into the place. It was a huge abandoned warehouse with barely any signs of luxury that suited a person of Dante's status. A neat chair was however there for him to sit and Dante calmly sat down. More men were standing in the room, each of them with a gun in hand while the ones on their knees had been unarmed. Behind Dante were three other men in black suits. Dante stretched his right hand out and one of the men gave him a gun. Dante grinned at the gun, a menacing grin which was the only type of grin the men in the room had the chance to see on the face of their boss. Without uttering a single word, Dante shot at one of the men and he dropped down dead. The fourteen other men gasped while every other person remained absolutely calm. "There.... He looks better dead and gone and you all are going to be looking just like him if you don't tell me where the bags are" "I swear, boss. We don't know the bags of drugs got mis

Dante walked into the living room, two bags in each of his hands. Mireille had barely brought anything, insisting that she had everything she needed already. Dante had forced her to pick the few things she eventually bought but he was glad that she was fine and not worried about what had happened the previous night. He read through her best and so he was sure that him being around her took her mind off the incident. "You just stressed me out. Now I am hungry" Mireille grumbled and stopped walking, turning to face him. She crouched down to kick off the heels she wes wearing while Dante just stood in front of her but as she pulled the heel off her right feet, she lost her balance and quickly reached out for Dante to stabilise herself. Her hand grabbed his black belt as she tried to stabilise herself but ended up on her knees anyways. Mireille let out a breath of relief, grateful that she had not fallen down but Dante was in another world already. Mireille on her knees, with her ha