All Chapters of Mr. Mafia's Wild Desire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Natalie screamed hysterically alone in her room. The belief in her honesty and innocence simply crumbled and shattered.Tears finally fell down her cheeks. She never thought that Dante’s suspicions were true. She was the one who had been thinking too simply.“How could this be?” she muttered hoarsely. She had always thought Lucas sold her for money and that Dante was the one who was too paranoid to suspect him. However, she was wrong. Lucas had another purpose. And his purpose was anything but simple.That’s right. It was Lucas, wasn’t it? That man was the mastermind behind it all, right?Her gaze went blank. How worthless was she that others just wanted to use her?Natalie’s legs went limp. She struggled to put on her nightgown before collapsing to the floor. Suddenly, Lizzy knocked loudly on her bedroom door.“Miss, are you okay?!” the girl shouted. She was worried because she heard Natalie’s hysterical screams.“Leave me alone!” screamed Natalie. Her hands crumpled the paper in her

The crowded dinner Dante was referring to was an executive dinner attended by many upper-middle-class corporate executives in New York. Some even came from out of state.When Natalie first entered the venue, she couldn’t help but gulp. She stopped her steps and gripped Dante’s arm firmly. “Are you out of your mind? What if they recognize me?” she whispered worriedly. Dante chuckled. “They’re busy people. You think they’ll care about you?”That answer slapped Natalie a little. Dante certainly wasn’t going to take any chances that cost him. So, she didn’t have to worry about that at all.Finally, she let Dante lead her toward the other guests. Alex followed them with his bag, ready in case Dante needed his help.“Dante!” Someone suddenly approached them. It was Charles, a man Natalie already knew. The middle-aged man was also present there.Dante smiled. “You seem very excited,” he said.“Of course I am.” Charles chuckled, then turned to look at Natalie. He wanted to kiss her cheek, bu

Dante took Natalie out of the venue without saying goodbye to his colleagues. His actions attracted quite a lot of attention, especially from the ladies, who were curious about what happened. However, he didn’t think anything of it.In his arms, Natalie was clutching Dante’s suit tightly with her head buried in his chest. Her feelings were mixed and chaotic.She was angry at Dante for always treating her like a toy. Her heart was also saddened that Dante didn’t trust her that much. He had even brought her together with Brent just to see how she would react.Dante really went too far. Even so, Natalie realized only he could save her from Brent. So she had put away her pride to beg like a helpless woman.Natalie’s tears stained Dante’s thick black suit. The man didn’t protest or say anything. Only after they got into the elevator did she look up.“Put me down,” Natalie whispered.“Your leg hurts,” Dante replied, without looking at her.“Put me down, Dante! What do you care about me for

Natalie bit her lip as Dante sucked on her neck like a vampire. His tongue swirled around the surface of her neck, teasing her so reliably. “Are you going to insist on rejecting me again this time?” the man whispered. After all, it sounded mocking to Natalie. “Even if I refuse, won’t you not care about it?” Natalie replied softly. Dante slipped his fingers between Natalie’s. He grasped her hand tightly. “I won’t leave you if that’s what you’re afraid of.” “No, it’s not.” Natalie shook her head. The look in her eyes was cold, as if her heart were so far away and untouchable. “I’m afraid of trusting men.” “Only men, right?” Dante kissed her lips. His knee rose to caress Natalie’s thigh upward. “But I’m not an ordinary man.” Natalie didn’t know what to say. Even though Dante had claimed to be sober earlier, she was sure he was drunk. She didn’t know how much his words could be trusted. Maybe he was just joking to play a trick on her, or it was just his imagination amid his drunkenne

Dante arrived in New York in the morning. He had planned to go straight back to the mansion, but when the car picking him up had just left the airport, another car suddenly blocked his way.“Who is it?” Dante’s brow furrowed slightly.A well-built man got out of the strange car. He walked over to Dante’s car and bowed politely. “Alfonso’s underling,” Alex, who was sitting in the front seat, muttered happily. He quickly rolled down the car window on his side.The man who was Alfonso Verga’s underling smiled politely. “Mr. Gregory, Mr. Vittorio should be in the back seat, right? Mr. Verga would like to speak with him.”Alex smiled at that. “Then... let him come here.”“Sorry, his health is not so good. The older he gets, the sicker he gets. Would it please Mr. Vittorio to come with me?”Dante, who was sitting in the back seat, chuckled. “I’m not feeling well either. I think I’d like to go home.”Alex tried to hold back his laughter. “Did you hear that, sir?”The subordinate frowned. Hi