All Chapters of Sent to kill the Billionaire Mafia Boss : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“Lade's father killed your father,” Leo's words rang in my ears. The fucker fucking said that and just went back into his room after peaking my curiosity.Brushing some hanging hair away from my forehead, I started back towards my room and thought I caught sight of Rhea walking out of the mansion through the entryway.I hurried down the stairs to meet her but I couldn't see her anywhere. It was like she disappeared. Or was avoiding me, probably hiding from me? I sighed and went back up to my room after I looked around and didn't see her.****Morning.A knock woke me up, something that has become usual since I was brought here, to Leo's mansion. I opened the door to meet Anita the maid, she had two clothes bags in her hands, holding them up by their respective hangers."Good morning," she greeted and got me to stop my guess of why the fuck she came Knocking with clothes. "Sir Vance wants you to pick one of these," she completed."Why?" I asked like there was a chance she would know wh

Some time passed with Pete receiving and making some calls while I sipped repeatedly from the glass of Martini I had ordered. I was told not to get drunk so I had to survive on sips because this was my second glass and I didn't want to get DRUNK.Pete looked restless making all those calls. He was making me badly want to know what was in the goddamn suitcase. At one point, when he turned around and didn't have his eyes on me, I was tempted to pick up the suitcase and try unlocking it so I could see for myself what had him so pissed and distressed all at once.If he was this disturbed by whatever he saw in the suitcase, then I hope Leo was too. He at least deserves that for keeping me distressed too since the night he ate me out and kept acting like none of that shit happened. And even went on to fuck Bee or whatever he called her that day. But he didn't fuck her, I didn't meet her there when I barged into his room that day. Whatever. He can fuck whoever he wanted to. I would return h

I listened to the recorder play the message intended for Leo and my breathing became louder from the terror of it. I had thought the mutilated hands in the suitcase were horrifying enough till the recorder started to play and my assumption that they were a young girl's hand proved right.I had guessed it was a girl's hand because the nails were painted and though the nail polish on it was starting to peel, I couldn't help but imagine the owner of the hands forgetting how to put nail polish on after being put in the situation she must have been.And then whoever sent that message Leo was listening to just mentioned how he was going to keep chopping off some other girls' hands because of Leo and Lade. My blood started to boil and tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at him and watched him listen to the message to the very end.I noticed someone approaching where Leo sat from behind with a pen in hand...no, not a pen, a fucking syringe. A part of me became alert for the looming danger

"Give me the gun," Pete commanded like he was Leo and I'd readily obey."So you can shoot me with it?" I raised a brow when I asked that. Leo was going to sell me off to Lade today, he had already informed me so the only thing in my head since then has been the fact that Lade could kill me the moment I become his. And he might do it in front of Leo, who might not stop him.I was hoping Leo had the slightest interest in me by now, then maybe I could beg him to add another option to what I had to do to leave here. I would choose that other option and change my mind on accepting to kill Lade to gain my freedom back. It's only obvious to me now that Leo is just a naturally lewd man, and hence all the things he has done to and with me, including making me choke on his incredibly big dick. Aside from the little pleasure he got from making me do the dirty things he likes, he probably has nothing more importance with me.Maybe he's obsessed with my father but not me. He has grown colder arou

Fifty million. Fifty fucking million is what Lade's aide and some other guy placed on the separating table in between the sofas where Lade and Leo sat.Leo didn't count the money. Maybe because it was too much to start to count, I don't know but he didn't ask Pete to bother counting it. He just gave Lade an “If this isn't what you said it is, I'll kill you and take her back” look.I swear I'm still not certain of why Leo wants me to kill Lade when he could do ur himself. He had told me Lade's father murdered my father, so maybe this is me getting the revenge he forced me to train and prepare for. I don't care at this point. I just want to kill Lade and get away from Leo as soon as possible. He's doing something to me that I can't comprehend and I don't want to know what, or why, I just want to go far from him. And the only way to do that without him coming back for me is killing Lade and earning my freedom.I sat alone in the back of the car and listened to my loud breathing. It was