All Chapters of Shattered Heart: My Owner is the Mafia Alpha: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

School has been a bore for Christian, as he sat at his desk and looked out the window, paying little to no attention to the lessons being taught. These days, his mind has been occupied by thoughts of one certain girl in his hideout, being looked after by one of his wolves.He did not like her, and that was putting it mildly. He did not like that he had actually spared her life and allowed her to live under the tutelage of one of his close acquaintances. He did not like that even though she was out of his sight, Christian could not keep her out of his mind. He did not like... That she looked more like his mother by the day.Yes, he realized now that he had done her wrong by thinking she had been mocking his mother this whole time. For her to have gone through so much bad in her life as his mom did, whose past very few people knew about. In fact, as Forrest had pointed out the other day, no one even knew his mother, or anything about his family history prior to his 'adoption' to the Riv

When Retchet left, Rebecca let out a sigh, as she got out of bed and got to cleaning the room. ‘Why is he even bothering to make me feel belonged here?’ she wondered. It was a good question, in her opinion. No matter how she thought of it, it did not make sense for Retchet to care about her. They did not interact with each other long enough. In fact, they were practically strangers. He has no reason to care about what she goes through, or even make her see the good in his boss. Besides, as a mafia, she had thought he would be as relentless as the others and make her succumb to whatever horrific fate awaits her. He and his fellow mafia members proved that back when they barged into her former house and demand her father to repay the money he owed. ‘Is it different because I’m a victim to his crimes? Christian was going to let me go and bring Dad to them. It couldn’t be that Retchet has been thinking the same way for me and was trying to make up for my being forced to stay here. Even

Rebecca could not believe him. While the option he was giving her was indeed better than having to spend the rest of her life as a slave, as a person, it was not any better at all for her. If she were to appear as the leader of a mafia group, if someone- be it one of the members or whoever it was Christian was going to have punished, or god forbid if it was Christian himself- were to make contact with the police with the information, she would definitely be ruined. Forget 'selling' her out to the police, the mafia may just abandon her to them, just like her father did.'This guy... Is he trying to make me follow that idiot's footsteps?' she mentally questioned, her hand tightening into a fist. 'I had been trying to live my life without him hanging over my head. Me committing to this may as well be the first step in doing as that deadbeat did. Even if he does have some kind of grudge against me, that does not give him any right to just play with my life any more than this.'"Well? What

It was silent in the woods as Rebecca traversed about with Christian and his two mafia members. With how dark it was- the only light source being the stars and moonlight above them, blocked by the tall trees and its many branches- it was very difficult for the human to walk, or even see. What with her having to watch her step on the uneven ground, with the many branches and pebbles, and some tree roots in the 'road'. Rebecca eventually tripped on one of the roots in her path, and nearly fell to the ground, when she felt something grab her arm, and herself colliding into something firm and warm. "Watch your step," Christian advised. An advice Rebecca wanted to roll her eyes at, considering that she could barely see where she was going."Right... Thanks," she thanked.Next thing she knew, as they continued to walk, Christian did not release his hold on her, much to her confusion. It couldn't be because she was slowing him down, not when there were two other people behind them. And with

As Rebecca delivered what may as well be hell for Jenna and her group of friends, Christian stood outside of the shack, listening to the screams, the cracks of whips, and flesh getting smacked within. As much as he believed these people deserved justice for making mockery out of his mother, albeit indirectly, he truly felt this was something Rebecca had every right to handle. Compared to his mother that they don’t know of, these people have wronged Rebecca all the more. It only made sense that she delivers karma.Besides, letting them know that he was related to one of the very women they mock so joyfully was too good for them. Especially if, under all that admiration they claim to have of him, they actually secretly despise him deep down. Enough to ruin his name the first chance they get, and in turn more likely make life harder for his mother, once he finds her and brings her home.Christian remembers it dearly, after all. How the world apparently seems to unreasonably hate his mothe