All Chapters of Divorced and Sold To The Mafia: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Stone was enjoying his dinner at the dining table when his phone buzzed.He pulled his phone out of his pocket while Molly, who was standing beside Angelo, was enthusiastically talking about the discounts she found while shopping at the supermarket today.With one hand, Stone unlocked the phone screen while his other held his fork with a piece of meat on it.A new email notification appeared. From Nikolai, with the subject line reading, 'Who knows, you might change your mind.'Recalling their conversation a week ago during lunch, Stone could guess the contents of the email even before opening it. That guy must have sent pictures of women at his precious brothel.Scrolling through the screen, Stone examined the photos of the young women within. Each with different types and backgrounds, accompanied by bios and other irrelevant information like breast size and height.Stone shook his head and was about to turn off his phone when suddenly something made him stop.On the screen, no bigger

Stone drove his car at a moderate speed even when there were not any traffic in front of them. He didn’t want to attract attention. He also didn't want to scare the woman sitting beside him. The woman sitting next to him was looking out the window, watching the streets that they were passing by with wild eyes. From the reflection of the car’s window, Stone could see her pale face. She was still trembling like a dry leaf in the wind, and Stone feared she would faint if she continued like this. While keeping an eye on the side mirror to make sure no one was following his car, Stone pulled out his phone to called one of his men. "We have a problem," Stone said as soon as Angelo picked up. "Did you find her? Is the woman at the Starlight Hotel?" Angelo inquired. Stone glanced briefly at May as he drove northward and entered his territory. "Yes," Stone replied. "She can hardly walk and is bruised as if she just came out of a boxing ring. I have no choice." Stone heard Angelo sigh be

"Oh, yes!" the reverend exclaimed, clapping his hands. "Congratulations to our happy couple! I can feel your love flowing thick in the cold night air."Everyone now turned to look at the reverend with a furrowed brow.When no one responded, the reverend’s smile faded, and he coughed awkwardly."Wow," Jet murmured, rolling his eyes following the awkward silence in the room.Stone shifted his gaze back to May when he felt her fingers brush against his."I can hold it myself, Stone," May said, reaching for the cold towel in his hand.Stone reluctantly let go but still didn't take his eyes off May. He felt like he would forever be unwilling and unable to look away from her."Uhm... So...." The reverend cleared his throat again. "Are we waiting for anyone else? If not, we can start the ceremony."May stood and placed the ice bag she was holding on the table. She then looked down at her robe."Sorry if I am just wearing a bathrobe," she said, her face reddening and her eyes welling up again

"Did Jet tell you to bring a sedative?" Stone asked."Yes. It's in my bag.""Get it," Stone ordered while reaching for May and putting her onto his lap."Wait— W-what are you doing?" May squirmed, though it didn't take much effort for Stone to hold her in his lap."I'm sorry, May," he told her. "But Jacob needs to work on his tattoo."May's eyes widened as she saw Jacob approaching again with a syringe in hand."What? N-no," May pleaded, shifting her wild gaze towards Stone. "Stone, please let me go. Don't do this. Please.""It's just a sedative. It'll only make you sleep and not feel any pain. I promise you'll be safe with me. No one will hurt you while you're asleep."Stone tightened his grip and nodded toward Jacob."N-no," May cried as Jacob began to administer the injection. "Stone, please, let me go."Stone didn't answer. He just held her and waited until Jacob withdrew the hollow tip from her arm."S-Stone... I... I..." She was starting to feel numb. Her head felt light like it

"Do you also have a place like Hotel Starlight?"Stone fell silent for a moment. When he finally answered, his voice sounded calm and slow as if he was carefully choosing his words."I know many mafia families involved in prostitution and trafficking of women. I've seen it many times even from the people I considered allies. I'm not a hypocrite, May. I admit that I could turn a blind eye to many things. I'm not what many would consider a good person, but I have never been a part of that world. I hate rapists and those who force women to do what they don't want. Yes, I do own some casinos and strip clubs because it's the easiest way to make money without too much hassle from the police, but I can tell you that the women working there, all choose to be there. I never force them to work for me, and they're free to leave and quit anytime they want."May thought about what Stone said, and although she felt that strip clubs were just one step below brothels, she knew there was a big differen