All Chapters of Love in Deceit: Mafia Boss's Enigmatic Wife: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Fallon“I’m sure you’ve been expecting this for quite some time.”His glare hardened. I had to bite back from gulping in nervousness. This is it. The confrontation I’ve been preparing myself for. If he insults me, I can accept it. If he says he’s disappointed, I can accept it. But I’m not ready to accept it if he beats me. Nevertheless, I can do this. I ‘should’ be able to do this.“Tell me everything, amor.” His gentle tone surprised me. Will he still use that tone after everything?“I want no secrets between us. What are you?”It took me a moment to compose myself and my answer. I contemplated if I should be honest now or risk this again and keep going. “I don’t need to explain anything. It’s exactly as you saw.”“No, I want to hear it from you. What are you?”I pursed my lips and walked past him, sitting in the bed. He followed.Do I blow my cover? I’ve failed this. It’s impossible to think he’ll still trust me and besides, I can’t think of any more excuses. That or my heart just

Fallon“The preparations for the elections are reported to have been finished. Dear citizens, there are only five days until voting day…” I passed by the news on the lounge. So it’s 5 days until the moment of truth? Will Mongarde win? Did Jett secure the votes?I’m curious…will the mafia still be alive to witness everything that’ll happen?“Madame?” Linda called from behind. I slowly turned to her. “Your bath is ready,” she cryptically informed me with a meaningful stare. My eyes lingered on her before I nodded and climbed the stairs.We were quiet during the walk to the room. And when we got inside, I was immediately questioned.“I’m sorry for the doubt, madame, but I heard you made a few bottles of your favorite wine earlier and stored them for tonight’s party. Madame, why do I have a feeling that you mixed something in that drink?” Her expression was tenebrous as she scrutinized me.“What are you trying to accuse me of, Linda? Why would I put harmful ingredients in that wine if I’m

FallonWe boarded the plane peacefully—thank God. Though I did see a lot of conspicuous people as we boarded the plane, none glanced my way, and none recognized me. It was a great move to change clothes before going out earlier since my red dress was too attention-grabbing. Now clad in grey sweats and rubber shoes, we successfully boarded the plane and are now en route to Armenia. It’s gonna be a long flight.“Daddy, I’m hungry…”“Daddy, I’m bored, let’s play…”“Daddy, I want to go home…”Michael was the only entertainment we had during our 15-hour flight. He complained a lot, but it was expected from a kid his age. This was a very long and boring flight. Matt tried his best to entertain his son, but he was exhausted himself, so I ended up playing with Michael for the latter half of our trip. A few hours later, Michael got sleepy and dozed off, and so I was left with my own company.Not entirely since I still have my baby. I caressed my stomach as I looked out of the window. Who shoul

FallonTomorrow is the long-awaited day of judgment—the elections. He must be in a difficult position right now, so is it right to meddle and insert our business now? I don’t want to add to his problems if I still aren’t, but I have a flight to catch tomorrow with Matt and Michael since tomorrow is also the day of our departure. As we leave America to a new President’s hands and leave for another country, I think this is the best time to give farewell to someone."Going somewhere? I heard you just got back, though.”Another one. But this time, it was from an unfamiliar female voice. Frowning, I turned around in the hallway on the top floor and met a tall, slender, brunette woman wearing a nude body-hugging dress. I politely asked, “Do I know you?”Her lips curled in a devious smile. “Your husband killed me. Guess my name.”My impassive expression remained. Jett killed a lot of persons, how am I supposed which one of them is her? I was blank, so I shook my head.“I’ve got nothing, Miss

FallonThat day, I turned my back on everything and everyone. I boarded a plane with a one-way ticket without looking back. My heart was heavy, but my mind was decided. I knew I wouldn’t be able to raise my child well in that environment.I left the Americas with the intent to give my child a good life. It didn’t feel as bad when the election’s results came out and the president-elect wasn’t Mongarde. At least I knew I was not leaving my country in the hands of someone like him.“Jess?”I looked around at the mention of my ‘name’ and found it came from the cabin’s front door. The thick Norwegian accent made me recognize the speaker as one of our neighbors, Njord. My fuzzy boots resounded with every step on the wooden plank floor as I reached for the door. When I opened it, I was greeted by an average Norwegian man’s thin-lipped smile. He held a small letter in his gloved hands that he raised as soon as he saw me.“We’re doing a Christmas carol later tonight. Figured you might want to