All Chapters of Tangled With The Mafia King: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CarrieI thought it was my imagination, but a few seconds before Layla displayed a sinister expression, there was a sign of incoming tears in her eyes.If she had started crying, I wouldn’t have found it surprising.After all, she is now CDP’s leader to the public and it is only a matter of time before she’s hunted and captured.But that’s none of my business. She deserves that much punishment especially if it is true that she caused the death of someone dear to Alessandro.“Look at this bitch,” Layla spoke the very second I decided that she was not worth engaging in a conversation with. “How cocky can you be to step into this house as if you own it?”I sighed hard to get rid of every and any temptation to scream at the woman. I am pregnant and pregnant women shouldn’t stress.“What do you want from me?” I calmly asked.“Stay away from Alessandro.”One of my brows cocked. “Are you talking about the man who went on a live show and said things that have now trapped you?”“He did it beca

CarrieI would be lying if I said I wasn’t aware of the magnitude of Alessandro’s response. From his earlier altercation with his grandfather, I could tell that something that broke their family happened two years ago.So, when Alessandro’s response settled in my mind, I knew that I had to carefully weigh the way I would react to it. I have to respect the man’s decision to share something that is deep and important with me.“Carrie?” Alessandro’s thick accent pulled me out of my thoughts and caused me to stop glaring at the walkway that led to the entrance of the house. “Let’s head in. You shouldn’t stand outside for too long.”“Okay,” I quietly agreed and let him place his palm against my back.Once we were inside the house which was furnished in a way that exceeded my imagination, we headed for the living room which had simply designed sofas and some minimalist decor filling its space.“Let me help you with that,” Alessandro swiftly broke the silence in our midst and he reached to t

AlessandroIt was delightful to see how uncoordinated the men became as soon as I dropped my last statement.Well, it’s always fun to watch people who thought they could get away with causing me discomfort whimper in desperation because they finally realise that time will never be on their side.“You have twenty-five seconds left,” Eduardo informed the men who could barely have a meaningful conversation with each other. I guess people will always become useless when cornered in unexpected ways. “Which will it be? Death by explosion or death by intense public humiliation?”One of the men faced us, his feet and hands visibly shaky. “W… We will choose uhm… public humiliation.”“Oops. Wrong answer.”The man quickly dropped to the floor, his hands joined as though practicing his last prayer. “Please… Please, spare us. We are… I am sorry. I should have not allowed them to kill him. I…”“That’s enough,” Eduardo cut the man short, his voice calm yet laced with danger. “How typical of you to t

CarrieTrue to Alessandro’s words, our wedding was slated to be held a week after the proposal. And after many hours of rigorous preparation for what was meant to be a lowkey wedding, the morning of our new start arrived and I woke up feeling extremely nervous.And things got worse when I looked down at the outdoor wedding setup from the window of the small hotel we booked. And it became extremely worse when I took a look around my room and realised that I was alone with my simple wedding gown hanging on a grand rack opposite my bed.I know that I have been alone for a while, but at this moment when I am sitting down on my bed and staring at my gown, it hits me more and more that I am really by myself. I don’t even have anyone to walk me down the aisle.I at least had my Uncle for the first wedding.But then, I can hold a side of my stomach and imagine my baby is walking me down the aisle as I proceed to marry his or her father.I do wonder if my child will be a boy or a girl.“Sister

CarrieThree days later, we left the hotel and headed for our home, the modern bungalow that continues to take my breath each time I set my eyes on it.But as Alessandro drove to our destination, I noticed that he was quiet in a way that told me that he was already swimming in regret. I considered reaching for his hand to assure him that I will always be available for him to talk to, but it would be unwise to become a distraction while he’s driving.So, I adjusted my position and postponed my thoughts.“Carrie?”“Yes, Alessandro? Hmm.” I shook my head as though I just said something forbidden. “That’s wrong. Yes, my husband?”Alessandro could not hold back his loud laughter. It erupted in a way that instantly made my heart fly with joy.“Why is that so good to hear?” he asked.“Because it is the truth.” I brought my left hand to his face. “We are married. I am your wife and I am your husband.”His affection-filled eyes racked my body and I felt my cheeks flush, I almost bit into my li