Semua Bab Sold to the Mafia Lord : Bab 71 - Bab 80

EMILIO THE NEXT DAY My steps were quick, one destination in mind as I hurriedly walked through the hallway. I needed to go talk to Sarah, to at least explain things to her.I wasn't given the liberty to do so yesterday because she had shut herself inside her bedroom, probably crying her eyes out and cursing me a million times for hurting her and playing with her emotions.This time it wasn't me. I didn't do anything. Grace was the one who forced herself on me and Sarah just came in at the exact moment.It was an extremely bad timing and my ill luck on love played on me. I really didn't do anything on purpose to hurt her and I wish she could just atleast hear me out then I'd explain my heart out to her.She hadn't eaten dinner last night and I was hell worried about her. I had maids lined up variety of her favourite dishes at her doorstep but Sarah refused to open the door. She rather starve than open up to me.She wasn't avoiding the food, nor any one else. She was avoiding to mee

SARAHI used a serviette to wipe my lips before pushing my plate aside. I was already tired of eating and I hadn't even eaten much. I hadn't set my eyes on Emilio ever since I ordered him to leave my room and it's been two days since then.Grace, however, has been a thorn in my ass. I could tell she was already spoiling my name to some of the staffs whom I presume were her friends. I hear the snide comments, the hushed whispers and the saucy gazes they pass my way. But they dared not refuse any of my orders. If anything I've become more authoritative in Emilio's mansion, I never realised how much power Emilio bestowed on me when he ordered me from the beginning not to engage in any house chores with the rest of the house staffs. But I would always find it strange so whenever he wasn't around, I'd offer my assistance. But now I'm done with that. A sigh escaped my lips and I pushed my chairs back, standing up right."Clean this up" I ordered without sparing a glance at the maid. She

EMILIOHe knows something, something buried in the past that he thought was long forgotten.But I don't give a damn about all that bullshit. My mafia, my power and authority are all at stake here."Dad if you know anything concerning this, it's better you tell us now. We have an enemy trying to destroy us all. It's best you talk and not hide any information" Luca strongly adviced him.We needed all the information we could get concerning this aunt of mine and her husband."Guiseppina? Did you just mention Guiseppina or are my ears playing tricks on me? That's madness. She wouldn't do this" he whispered underneath his breath."She's alive?!" I exclaimed, staring at Adriano in blank amazement.This totally goes against everything my father has been telling me concerning my aunt. "She should be. I've not heard from her in years. None of us have. Including your father" he replied, gazing at me intently. What? The shift in the atmosphere was visible. Anxiety swept the air with each per

SARAHMy gown elegantly swept the floor as Emilio guided me towards the double glass doors of an opulent restaurant.At the entrance stood a young man clad in a tuxedo and bow tie, his hair neatly tied in a bun, and his lips adorned with a welcoming smile."Welcome, Mr. Romano and Miss Sarah. Reservations have been made for you both. Please enjoy your dinner," he respectfully conveyed before graciously opening the door for us.Upon entering, we were greeted by elegant surroundings adorned with fine art, luxurious fabrics, and ornate chandeliers. I gazed around dewy eyed. Just one look at this place and I knew a drink here could cost a hole through the pocket. I knew this restaurant was ordinarily not for someone of my status. The wealthy of the wealthy were the ones who fitted in here.The ambience was refined, accompanied by soft classical music at the background. The lightening was dim, playing on the pristine walls of the restaurant. Tables were meticulously set with fine cha

EMILIOA dangerous smirk formed on my lips. "Now you want to talk? That's good. You were my next target" I played with the gun in my fingers."Yes we did it. I, Homero, Santiago, Paul, Ares and Donny...." he montioned with his head to the first man whom I shot. "We are the ones who tipped you off and also informed those assailants of your next shipment.The rest of the men weren't directly involved but they had hints about the plan. It was all for money capo. Please spare us. Please we beg you. We will never in our entire lives double cross you I swear on my life" Andres, the one who confessed pleaded fervently.The rest of the men concurred with him, their cries echoing round the warehouses. I flashed sly grins at my men. This was now getting interesting."You all are just like hoes! Cheating bastards! Deceitful scoundrels! Is that what it boils down to for you? Sacrificing your integrity and loyalty for mere monetary gain? As if the compensation we provide isn't sufficient?" Luca s