All Chapters of Taming The Cruel Mafia Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"So what do you think?" A drunk girl giggled, leaning in to kiss the blonde haired man underneath her. The man grinned, grabbing her gently by her waist. "I think it's a very good idea. It's been long we had a beach party." "I know, right?" She mused with a smile, her lips meeting his. They had their tongues in each other's mouth for a while until the sound of a ringing phone broke them off. "It's coming from my private phone." She whined when he refused to let her go as he continued ravishing her with kisses."I know, but it won't hurt to let it ring a little while longer." The man sighed, pushing back her hair as he sucked on her neck, giving her a hickey. His words seemed to indulge her as she allowed the phone to stop ringing. However when it began ringing again, the redhead pubsed her boyfriend away and sauntered towards the direction of her phone. The influence of the alcohol quickly left her eyes when she saw the name sprawled across her screen. She shivered and answered,

The beeping sound. The smell of antiseptics. Those were the first things Taylor heard and smelt when she opened her eyes. Why was she in the hospital? She clearly remembered jumping into the ocean. She tried to get up, but couldn't as a pang of pain waltzed through her, pushing her back to the bed. "Taylor! Taylor, you're awake! Thank goodness! I was so worried, baby!" Ava cried out, racing to her daughter's side. Taylor's eyes settled on her mother's face. The puffy eyes and black eye bags underneath Ava's eyes made her heart break. If she had died like she wanted to, she wouldn't be feeling this much pain. "Why would you try to kill yourself, Taylor? Do you have any idea how worried your father and I was when we heard the news?" Ava berated tearfully, caressing Taylor's hand. My father. Taylor glanced around the room in search of Dante. "He didn't come." Ava revealed and Taylor turned to her. The woman forced on a smile as she continued, "Your father's reputation has been ru

Blood rushed to Taylor's nose as she tried to hold back her tears. As she moved her hand, something fell, causing a loud nose that caused Ava and the girl with her to turn towards its direction. Without thinking, Taylor turned and ran out. Ramos, who was walking towards her direction, saw her and breathed out a silent sigh of relief. “Don't wander away from me tonight, Mrs. Radford.” Taylor nodded, turning her face away from him. Ramos thought he saw tears in her eyes and was about to take a closer look when he realized it was none of his business. It's not like the boss cares anyway. "This way, please.” He directed with his hands, bowing down a little. Then walked after her into the building. As soon as she got in, Taylor noticed Ava was already seated beside Dante and the girl Taylor had seen with Ava, beside Ava. Ava smiled at Taylor as soon as they made eye contact. Taylor balled her hand into a tight fist and refused to return the smile, much to the surprise of Taylor.

For the next two weeks as Taylor healed from the car accident, her hatred for Andrew kept growing and so did the newfound hatred towards her father, Ava and Elizabeth. That particular morning, a maid walked behind Taylor as she painstakingly walked to the dining room with her crutches. Beads of perspiration rolled down her forehead, but the maid turned a blind eye to it. Her job was to make sure Taylor got to the dining room no matter what. Even if Taylor fell in the process, it was none of the maid's business. Taylor exhaled shakily, gritting her teeth in pain as she finally got to the dining. Andrew was already there, eating. Hearing her come in, he glanced at his wristwatch and let out a faint smile. A minute before the time he gave her elapsed. She was finally learning. Taylor saw his smile and swallowed bitterly. She took her seat and picked up the knife with her bandaged hand, while she held the fork in the other. The accident had affected three parts of her body; right le

“What?” Emily, who didn't hear what he said due to his words being slurred, asked again. Blood drained from Elizabeth's face for a second before she regained her composure. “He seems to be dead drunk, auntie. Point me towards his room and I'll take him there.” Elizabeth interjected, placing Daniel's hand on her shoulder. “You don't have to. I'll call one of the maids to help him to his room. Sorry you had to see him like this.” Emily apologized, dispelling Elizabeth's request, but couldn't help feeling proud in her heart.Not only did Elizabeth have a good profession, but she also had a good upbringing compared to Taylor. Forget it, she would no longer think about that wench. If only she knew the reason Elizabeth decided to help Daniel to his room wasn't because she cared, but because she feared he'd repeat what he said about her hair. “I insist, auntie.” She shook her head at Emily's words. Left with no choice, Emily beckoned a maid to lead Elizabeth to Daniel's room. As soon