All Chapters of MY LECTURER, MY LOVER, MY MAFIA RIVAL: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

MariannaClose to 10 minutes of waiting, my patience level was really reducing and my fear adrenaline was settling in little by little. If he woke up before I could leave the area, then I'm successfully dead. Without thinking too much, I started walking along the lonely path. Maintaining a safe distance at the edge of the road, everywhere was filled with thick tall trees and I questioned myself if any car would ever pass here.I wrapped the shirt around my body before the morning dew turned me into an iceman. My legs were beginning to bleed, they were against the hard asphalt of the road.Seeing 2 crossroads, I tried remembering the route he took the last time he came to drop me off. Deciding to go with my instinct, I turned to the one on my right and continued walking. This time my steps were sharp and fast, the eerie feeling I got was unsettling.As I walked a bit longer from my kidnapper, a car stopped beside me and wound down its glass. Thinking it was Javier, without looking bac

MariannaI had no idea when I fell asleep on the sofa, for the first time in a long time, it was a peaceful sleep. The soft sofa welcomed me for returning home, my dreams were bliss and beautiful. It was the good days I had with Alceo that filled my sleep and there my heart was content. That he was in a good place, resting.My bruised legs and body were still aching badly, so I walked up the flight of stairs, navigating my room. The curtains were down, just like the last time, it only meant that no one had come to this house ever since it all happened. I had no intention of having the curtains go up, I saw my phone, dead, laying on the bedside table.The only thing it will offer me will be pain, this phone was filled with Al's memories. Messages upon messages, videos, pictures; mention it all, it was there.I stripped myself of the dirty clothes, the nightwear was all that has been on my body for months. Entering the shower, I mixed warm water for myself, it was good for my current sk

MariannaMy tears made a huge mess on his clothes. He didn't interrupt the process of crying in any way, maybe telling me to stop crying or giving me motivational or soothing words. He only held me tightly to himself and stroked my long dark hair to the back.This was the only person I could call my family now. Inasmuch as the inner part of me fought to be cautious, the other part reassured me that it was Diego. My father's most trusted man, I could trust him as well.I wiped my face clean and rested myself in his huge body. “Where have you been?”“In hiding Maria. I tried looking for you everywhere after that day but Carlos told me that Javier helped you escape that day.”At the mention of Javier, I wondered if I could trust Diego about his case and his doings.“Where have you been Maria? Nothing came up on you, every search on you was futile.”“Javier kidnapped me,” I said. Irrespective of it, someone else needed to know what that bastard was doing. “You know he is a bad person. All

MariannaMy mini bag was filled with my clothes, the biggest ones of them. I was very protective of my pregnancy. The crickets chirped loudly in the far distance, the chilly breeze brushed through my skin, leaving funny sensations throughout my body.Diego helped me with one of my bags while my backpack hung loosely on my bag. My tummy was beginning to become obvious.A scarf was thrown over my head, concealing my identity from the kind of people we were trying to avoid.Diego has been going out of the house the past few days, gaining intel from the men who still sided with him. It was there he was able to figure out that Javier has a bounty placed on my head.“Easy there princess,” he said, smiling in between his words as he helped me up to the pavement.“How many times will I tell you not to call me princess anymore?”“You used to like it when we were kids and all of a sudden, you hate it now. How, Maria?”“I was still a child then.”He ruffled my hair, laughing. “It doesn't matter,

MariannaDiego was beaten blue black even before we were taken out of my room. His hands were tied at his back, his swollen eyes tried to make sure I was still in his vicinity.Alceo's brother held me by my hair, not too tightly but tight enough. I unconsciously held my stomach, his gaze happened to follow the sudden movement he just witnessed.He pushed Diego to the floor roughly and lifted my top up without asking for any permission. He looked at me, a whimper escaped from my lips as he gently trailed his long fingernails on my body, leaving various sensations throughout my body.As we walked into the main room, I saw the bodies of the last men who were ready to stick by my side, laying dead on the floor. Some had bullets to their forehead and some, various bullets all over their bodies.“When we heard on the streets that Marianna Bezzio was dead, we couldn't believe it. I personally couldn't believe it,” he lit his cigar and dragged in a few smoke before he exhaled it in my face.“