All Chapters of The Mafia Prince's Angel: His Miracle: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I sat quietly on a the floor of the library with a voluminous book on my laps. I simply just stared at the words on the book, not making any meaning out of it. It's actually a Greek mythology book.The library has now become my favorite place for the past one week. Drowning myself in the vast and different genres of book, which tends to distract me and keep my mind away from the outside world.Alexander hasn't been home for a week now and I haven't heard from him either. As a matter of fact, I don't even know about his whereabouts. I had asked John and he said that he went on an important business trip.He went on a business trip and he didn't deem it fit to let me know about it?A brief text message would've helped sated my worries but he decided to leave me hanging.Such an arrogant asshole!The house had become quite boring since he left, with nobody else to talk to and nobody to annoy. Except a brief discussions with Claire and the other workers, I've literally kept to myself the

The bedroom was a sanctuary of serenity, where soft rays of morning sunlight filtered through gauzy curtains, casting a gentle, golden glow on the room's furnishings. A large, plush bed dominated the center, its duvet artfully tousled as if the slumberer had just departed. The walls, painted a tranquil shade of sky blue, were adorned with an eclectic mix of artwork, from vibrant abstract canvases to serene landscapes that seemed to invite the outside world in.A quaint wooden desk nestled against one corner, cluttered with books, journals, and a meticulously arranged collection of pens. The window sill, adorned with potted succulents, overlooked a tranquil garden, where the occasional bird's song added a touch of melody to the morning tableau.On the far side of the room, a walk-in closet stood ajar, revealing a kaleidoscope of fashion choices, from tailored suits to whimsical dresses, each hung with care. A full-length mirror leaned against the closet door, ready to reflect the day's

The door opened and Claire came in with a tray of food in her hands. She slowly approached the bed with calculated footsteps. When she got to the foot of the bed, Samantha stood up and took the tray from her. Claire flashed me a smile and a look of concern when my eyes jammed with hers. I just nodded at her with a small smile.She bowed lowly before turning to leave the room. Samantha opened the covers on the two plates that was on the tray. My stomach grumbled at the sight of the pasta and the grilled chicken that filled the two plates.I stared awkwardly at Samantha when she took a spoonful of pasta and brought it to my lips. Is she trying to feed me?"I can really feed myself, Sam," I whispered and tried to take the pasta filled spoon from her but she moved it away from me with a little shake of her head."You obviously lack the strength to do that. So, just let me feed you alright? Or do you want me to call Alexander to feed you?" My eyes immediately widened and I vigorously sh

ALEXANDERI strolled through the dimly lit passageway with Ivory still hung over my shoulder. I know her hands must be numb now from hitting my back relentlessly, hits that felt like where I'm being tapped with feathers. I stopped abruptly and gently put her down. She swayed a little but I caught her arm before she could fall. She forced her arm away from me and gave me a harsh glare, making my lips to lift in an amused smile.As I watched her with an amused gaze, I couldn't help but be captivated by her tenacious and feisty nature. There was something about the way she moved that drew me in, like she was dancing through life with effortless ease. She exuded confidence and poise, and it was impossible to look away.I had never met anyone quite like her before, not even Nicole. She was a mystery, a puzzle that I was determined to solve. With every interaction, I found myself growing more intrigued by her. She was intelligent and quick-witted, always one step ahead in every conversatio

The silence in the car was palpable. Alexander hasn't said a word to me since he carried me out of the alleyway. The man who wanted to attack me was left behind with two of Alexander's bodyguards who showed up from nowhere. I'm still wondering how he knew where I was and at the exact place. I didn't remember telling anyone where I was going to. I simply sneaked out and I'm sure no one saw me when I did or maybe someone did.My erratically beating heart had reduced and the shock I felt when I thought the strange man would hurt me had fizzled off. What was he going to do with me anyway?Hurt me? Kill me? Abduct or kidnap? Worst of all, rape me? I couldn't just pinpoint exactly what could've happened to me if Alexander hadn't arrived on time. Despite him being an arrogant ass, I'm still grateful to him for saving my life.I sighed out and glanced at him, his grip on the steering wheel was tight and his face was taut. I could feel the anger and annoyance that was oozing off him. I gul