All Chapters of A MAFIA LOVE STORY : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

51.Kalia. This was the first time we were all having dinner together, we never had any meals together, someone was always missing or mad at someone else. But today after we had the doctor, We were all giddy and happy, which is why we were all sharing the table. "I wish we could do this more often" Maria said, we all just nodded, but I Wished we would do too, it felt nice. As soon as everyone was settled in, Maya looked at the both of us smiling and I knew she was going to stir up some trouble. “You know, you have never really told me the story of how you two met. I mean, I have heard bits and pieces, but not the whole thing. And more importantly,” she added, leaning forward with a glint in her eye, “how did you know Kalia was the one?” Jake and I exchanged a glance and he smiled softly, his fingers gently brushing mine under the table. Jake chuckled, leaning back in his chair. “Ah, the famous ‘how we met’ story. Well, I guess it’s about time we told the whole thing.” Maria, h

Kalia. The walk back to the car felt like the longest few minutes I had ever experienced in my life. My limbs were heavy, I was feeling dizzy and everything was spinning around in circles. As the engine of my car hummed steadily, my knuckles tightened around the steering wheel, my heart pounding in rhythm with the tires rolling over the asphalt. The world outside seemed blurred, muted even, as if reality itself were slipping from my grasp. Every inch of my body felt like it was buzzing with a deep, searing kind of anger, a raw emotion that had been ignited just an hour ago. I had never anticipated that day would unfold like this never imagined I would walk in on my husband, Jake, wrapped in the arms of another woman.And not just any other woman, but the one woman who wanted to kill me and almost killed me.The initial disbelief that gripped me had since turned into fury. The thought of his betrayal gnawed at me, each second feeling like another piece of my world was breaking apart.

Waiting by the window. I hatedI looked at the watch again for the millionth time, nothing. Maybe something was wrong with my phone. I thought to myself as I walked back to the kitchen. "Hey Maria," I said to the housekeeper who was busy washing utensils in the kitchen. "Has Jake called yet?" I asked her hopeful, she stopped what she was doing and looked up at me, I could see the pity in her eyes. She felt sorry for me. "He said he will be late." she finally said, our eyes met, and I tried to hold back the tears welling up. "Oooh," I said awkwardly and walked back to my room. I tried to lie on the bed, still looking at my phone, there was nothing. Jake had called the housekeeper, but he didn't leave me even one message. Maybe I deserved it. I said to myself trying to ignore the urge to break down. I looked at the time again, it was almost ten pm. I put my phone on the night stand and tried to get some sleep. I don't know how long I lay there, unable to do it anymore, I slowly g

Prenup signing part 2Jake. I stared at her flushed face, her red lips, her eyes still dark from passion. She wanted me as much as I wanted her, even if she couldn’t admit it yet. Or perhaps shewas holding out until she felt it was most advantageous for her to give in.“That’s fine. But the clause stays in. If you want sex, you get it from your husband.”She swallowed hard, trying to keep her face neutral. “I don’t think I will be wanting any sex in the near future.”I shrugged. “It’s up to you. I don’t have to coerce women into mynbed.”That was the absolute truth. I couldn’t remember the last time a woman had turned me down, if there had ever been a time. I didn’t like it now. I liked it even less that my body seemed to have some sort offixation on a woman who wasn’t fixated on me. It must be the novelty of it. It was unusual for me to have to pursue a woman. They came to me frequently and easily. If I didn’t end up in bed with Lila it would be easy enough to find someone else, s

Jake.I watched as hectic color flooded Lila’s face. It was a source of amazement to me that a woman of her age could blush so easily. I preferred a more sophisticated type of woman, the kind of woman whodidn’t expect anything from a man but a few nights of mutual satisfaction.The only sort of pink any of those women got in their cheeks came from their make up bag. I found it an interesting sort of challenge, making her blush.“No, actually I was planning to have you installed down the hall, so that I could use your services by day and entertain my mistress by night.”Color reddened her neck and slowly climbed into her face, staining her cheeks a deep crimson. “Well, the stipulations of the prenup would certainly allow it,” she said stifflyI chuckled. “You are not getting rid of me so easily, Lila.” I strode across the cabin of the plane and leaned down, cupping her chin and tilting her face up so that she was forced to meet my eyes. “I’m here to playdevoted husband.” I smoothed m