All Chapters of The Mafia Boss's ex convict wife : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Violet's POV After last night, Vincenzo has had me thinking of him every minute, the way he looked at me, the way he touched me, the way he cuddled me like he didn't want me to leave him for one minute, I don't know what he has done to me, it's definitely something.I only dated John all my life, but he was distant and we respected each other's boundaries. He didn't touch me like that, he didn't look at me with eyes like he couldn't wait to devour every inch of my body.Could it be lust? Or has he also found out that I'm a virgin and he wants to rip me of my dignity and leave me humiliated?I hate this guy, I hate him with every fiber in me, I know I do, but what's drawing me close to him? Now I want him close to me every minute, now I'm yearning for his touch. I don't think that's normal, but there is something I feel when I'm close to him, I feel relaxed, safe, and protected.Or am I being delusional? This guy is a devil I have seen him kill people, torture people, deprive them of t

Violet's POV We started heading out of the garden.“The Boss is being really nice to you, I hope you're not planning something funny because it might not end well, just so you know.” He said casually as he followed behind me, but his words sounded like warning more than advice to my ears, either way, I shook off the overwhelming sense of danger looming all over the corners of this goddamn apartment.As I took my gaze back to my front I noticed a guard who paused in his tracks looking at me disdainfully, this was not the first time I had gotten such looks, but what even got me more worried was the fact that I was seen with Gio, will Vincenzo be mad if he hears it? Oh. Christ!The guard looked shocked, surprised and I think agitated, his gaze flickering from me to Gio, I wanted to shift my gaze from him but I couldn't help it, even if his gaze was steel, I wanted to look at him, hold his hateful gaze for reasons I can't explain.I didn't stop in my tracks I kept moving, I kept moving an

Vincenzo's POV As I settled in the back seat of the SUV with her in my arms, I tapped her cheeks aggressively, also calling her name to keep her awake till we got to the hospital, but she wasn't responding.I felt heartbroken, I might go crazy if she dies, “Violet! Violet! Stay with me-stay with me, Violet!” I kept calling her name, holding her bloodied body tightly against my chest as I wished she would open her eyes and look at me, at least that would be a sign that she might survive, but no, she didn't, she looked lifeless before my eyes, looking at her last night in her sleep gave me butterflies but right now it's like a nightmare, I can't lose her, I don't want to.Looking up at the rearview mirror, I realize my cheeks are tear-filled, like a hopeless baby. Normally, that sight repulses me whenever I'm with other people but this time I didn't care, all I want is for my baby to survive.Gio kept throwing a pitiful gazes at me, he must be surprised to see me in such a miserable sta

Vincenzo's POV Sitting at the back of my car, my phone in my hand, I'm scrolling through my Instagram as a time killer while I wait for Mrs Maria.The car door from the other side suddenly opens revealing Mrs Maria, she hurriedly got in the car and slammed the door shut.“How long have you been waiting?” She asked.“20 minutes,” I replied, taking my gaze from my phone to Mrs Maria.She had her hair packed in a wrapped bun, no makeup, she had taken off her apron, she looked casual-a little bit different, also she was giving off motherly vibes with her look.“I'm sorry, there was a bit of traffic while we were coming,” she said with an apologetic look.“It's okay,” I said with a curt nod, also gesturing for the driver to hit the road.I asked Mrs Maria to come with me to the hospital so we could both check on Violet. By now the doctor's hopefully will let us see her.The drive was silent, I don't recall ever being in a car with Mrs Maria, I don't think I have ever had to sit with her i

Violet's POV A month and two weeks later…..I was brought back home after the doctor saw my recovery was progressive, but with an assigned nurse. After two weeks of constant exercise, routines and proper medication, I got back on my feet, all thanks to everyone that supported me while I was down.Mrs Maria never left my side, she made it impossible for me to feel the intensity of my wounds with her constant jokes, she'll do my exercises with me in a funny way making me laugh so hard.Talking about the guards, they've actually changed since I came back and I really appreciate it. Since I came back I haven't received any glare. I don't deserve their forgiveness but I'm really glad they forgave me.I hope to make it up to them, Mrs Maria's daughter, Lisa, she has been a Darling, she came back a couple weekends from school and she was nothing lesser than fun to be with, funny as her mother, but she has gone back anyways, she comes some of her free weekends to check on her Mom because s