All Chapters of SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

BENTLEY'S POVThe manager nodded eagerly, practically tripping over himself in his haste to assist us. "Of course, of course, right this way," he gushed, leading us towards the racks of clothing with an almost reverent air.As we perused the racks, I couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction at the way the staff catered to our every whim, fetching dresses and suits with lightning speed and offering helpful suggestions at every turn."Perhaps this would be to your liking, Miss Bentley," one of the saleswomen chirped, holding up a stunning gown that shimmered in the light.I couldn't help but gasp in delight at the sight of the dress, already envisioning myself wearing it to the dinner. "Oh, it's perfect!" I exclaimed, unable to contain my excitement.Beside me, Luca nodded in agreement, his expression impassive as ever. "It suits you," he remarked, his voice tinged with approval."We have the perfect selections for you both."As Luca and I perused the racks of designer outfits, th

ACCALIA'S POV"Hey," I said softly and I sat beside him on the bench. "You look miles away. What's going on?"He shook his head, "I can't get any reception. I was trying to call Luca, to... I don't know, hear a familiar voice, maybe get some advice. And then it hit me, Accalia. Who would want us dead? This wasn't an accident. Someone planted that bomb. But why?"I took his hand and I ensured that my grip was firm and reassuring. "We'll figure this out. Together, okay? We're alive, and that's what matters right now. We've been through a lot, but we're not going to let this break us. Whoever did this, they wanted to scare us, isolate us, make us feel powerless. But look at us," I gestured around, "we're here, we're safe, and we're not alone. We have each other."I hoped that my words would stand as a strength he desperately needed, and I hoped that it would wash over him, grounding him back to the moment, to the reality that despite the trouble, we would figure everything out eventually

ACCALIA'S POVAfter about 15 minutes of riding, the scenery began to change and the surroundings became even greener as if nature itself welcomed us home. The roads were wide and winding, and the buildings were old looking, with white wooden shutters hanging crookedly from windows.They resembled pictures I'd read about in books, like the stories my mother told me when I was little about fairy tales and magical places. The streets weren't nearly as crowded as in cities, but they were lovely nonetheless as families were walking around chatting.The road became bumpy and the trees that lined the road grew taller and longer, creating a canopy over the road. Birds chirped happily in the bushes lining the roadside and a gentle breeze passed us by sending goosebumps along my arms. It was like we had entered another world entirely.The sky became cloudier as well , and the sun sank low in the horizon, casting an orange tint across the sky. It felt like a part of me was missing, like the sun

ACCALIA'S POV"We shouldn't keep the pregnant lady hungry now should we?" The chief said, "Martha!" He called out and a young lady stepped out.she was short and plump with rosy cheeks and curly black hair, and she smiled widely when she spotted me sitting in front of the fire."Here is your dinner. Eat up quickly. Don't want you to fall sick." She grinned. The woman set a plateful of steaming meat broth on the table beside me along with a few other bowls of rice and some green vegetables."Thanks Martha." I said and began eating with a big grin on my face."I'm sorry if my cooking isn't to your liking, Lady Accalia, but I only had time to prepare a simple meal today, unlike the other people around here," she replied with a slight chuckle."It's okay. I love the smell, thank you for the offer Martha.""Of course. Anytime." She winked and sat down across from me."So far gone are you in your pregnancy?"I looked up from my meal to see that everyone was staring at me curiously.Even th

Don shot me a sympathetic glance, his earlier proposal momentarily forgotten in the midst of the chaos. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, reaching out to touch my hand again.I nodded, still processing everything that had just happened. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... surprised," I admitted with a nervous laugh.Martha hurried to clean up the mess, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. Maybe being a model wasn't so far-fetched after all. But one thing was for sure – life with Don was always full of surprises.While, Martha swept up the broken dishes, Don leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "You know, I wasn't kidding about the modeling gig. I really think you'd be great at it."I couldn't help but chuckle nervously, still trying to wrap my head around the idea. "Yeah, well, it's definitely... unexpected," I replied, shooting him a sidelong glance.He grinned, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Come on, Accalia, admit it – you've always secretly wanted to strut down a ru