All Chapters of Game With The Mafia King: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Nerthus “Sure, don’t worry. Call whenever you wish to see me.” I disconnect the call and stay frozen, staring into the void. “Something the matter?” Gigi‘s worried voice tears me out of my train of thoughts and I smile at him. “No, nothing.” I take a sip of my coffee and halt before putting it back down. “You know, this is the third client that has cancelled his appointment with me for next week already. This week is practically cleared as well.” He squints his eyes at me. “Did something happen?” I shake my head, playing with the cup. “Not that I’d know.” “Maybe it’s just a bug that is going around.” He shrugs, finishing his cup of tea with an ‘Ah!’. “Hopefully.” I stare back at my fingers that are rotating my cup on the saucer. “Ah, this feast was fantastic.” “Yeah. They have a really nice selection for brunch.” I agree with him, smiling up at him. “Did you hear from Jenna? Let’s take her with us next time.” “Only if she drags her lazy ass to the gym with us.” He says

Nerthus To say that my jaw hits the floor is certainly an understatement. “I beg your pardon?” He shrugs and I guess this is his way to close the conversation. But I put my hand on the table, as if to stop him in his movements before I retrieve it slowly, coursing my stupid ass. “Are you serious?” He nods, lifting a brow at me. “Yeah.” “What?” Taking a deep breath, I sit back into my chair, continuing to stare at him. Lowering my voice and leaning over the table slightly, he is already looking at me annoyed. “Is this why they are standing there?” He nods again, and I can see his demeanor shift. “Why?” I shrug, whispering. “Well… After all what you told me and seeing that we have the only table up here. I thought we would be alone.” He smiles before taking a sip from his glass and gestures to Dario to come close. He nears us with an unreadable expression and leans down to his boss as he gives him the order to leave us alone. “Yes, boss.” Within a few minutes, we are all by o

Nerthus I arrange the messy strands of hair back in proper order before I enter the cozy cocktail bar. It is all styled with wooden elements, making it especially homey. Derek is waving at me from a table for two in the corner and I put on a big smile, reaching him. I felt a bit childish, putting on a pleated skirt with big golden buttons at its side and a creamy blouse to show off just a bit of my green bra, but I wanted to feel sexy for meeting such a handsome man. Also, I plan to get a certain someone out of my head after another indecent dream I had of him last night. “Derek, hi.” “Hey, Amber. You… You look stunning.” Like the gentleman he is, he gets up to greet me and assist me into my seat. “You look very handsome yourself.” And he does. Wearing a green polo-shirt and white pants, just matching his sunny personality. I wrinkle my nose and he takes my hand to kiss my knuckles and I actually like the innocent interaction. “So, here we are.” “Yes.” He chuckles as we both

Nerthus I let him pull me out by my arm and lower my gaze immediately. We pass the entire hall like this with me looking at my shoes. As we halt, I suppose that we are standing in front of an old elevator as I can hear it starting with an abrupt and loud bang before it clatters along to reach us. I sense my kidnapper shift to open a slide gate before he pushes me into the elevator. I bite my tongue at my urge to scream as the car isn’t leveled with the floor. The last thing I’ll let them hear is my distressed voice. The men continue to chat nonchalantly while the one following behind us, closes the gate brusquely. As soon as he has closed it, the elevator moves with a jerk to judder along. I keep my hand clasped around my purse and my eyes glued to the ground. I can’t even say if we are moving up or down as I’m fighting hard to keep my breathing calm. As we arrive at the floor, the man without an accent opens the door back up and the one still holding me helps me up the step to r

Nerthus “He- He isn’t active in your territory. He is from my hometown. And I got away from him.” “Hometown?” “I’ll tell you in exchange for your name!” He tsks, letting go of me. His voice seems far away as he speaks again. “Not interested.” I take a deep breath, lowering my head again. “Turn around, Rachel.” Shaking my head, I refuse to fulfill his request. “I am not allowed to look at you.” “Do it anyway!” With a deep breath, I turn around slowly, keeping my head low. As soon as I have turned around fully, he steps into me, making me step back and hitting my back against the door. He grabs my chin, lifting my head up to look at him and our eyes lock. “I should go, Mr. Rodberg.” I say in a whisper, and he smirks at me. “I don’t think so.” He retorts mockingly, and I can’t help the smile to creep on my face. “Why can’t you just treat me like the others you had and discarded?” He shrugs, his smirk growing. “Because the others were just a deed while with you… I can’t even h