All Chapters of The Mafia Boss Special Slave : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"Tasha," he returned the pleasantries while making sure his voice did not carry any emotions. "You said there was something you wished to discuss."She did and indicated where he could sit. Fabian sat down opposite her and studied her."I can’t stay for long," she declared, looking around apprehensively like a conspirator. "But I must caution you. It’s becoming risky."Fabian’s heart was racing. "What’s that supposed to mean?"Tasha drew closer and spoke in a hushed tone ‘I’ve held back certain things from you… regarding Maria and Rafael. I didn’t want to put you into it but now, I can’t help it.’Fabian stared at her in shock. “What are you saying, Tasha?”She held his stare and it was one filled with both fear and regret."They're coming for you, Fabian. And this time, they are going to fight till they win."Fabian could feel his heart beating faster. "And what do they want?"Tasha gulped, with a slight shake of her voice."They want, Loretta."Fabian choked. The noose was closing i

Tasha disconnected the phone call, her heart rate still elevated. She tilted her head upwards towards the clouds, suffocated by the burden of the choices she had made. It was clear that she had started something that she would not be able to finish, and now, waiting was the only option left.She pushed the phone back into her handbag and opted to leave the place, her head full of thoughts. It was a dark road she was traveling upon, and there was no way to retrace her steps. Not anymore.Fabian would be hers. One way or the other.With strides made even faster by the click of her heels on the pavement, Tasha exited the restaurant and stamped her foot with a stutter. In every direction she turned her head, she recalled her talk with De Silva, the germs of anxiety in her chest multiplying drastically. At her first inquiry, there had seemed to be no doubt to her that Fabian would one day notice her, desire her even. But at this point, she was no longer certain where De Silva's game ended,

Tasha’s frayed nerves were jangled by the message delivered by De Silva. It was a tightrope walk between worlds, one in which she was losing Fabian’s trust and the other where De Silva’s demand was becoming more and more urgent by the minute.She started pacing, the phone still in her grip. There was a whirlwind in her head and she couldn’t help but admit that it was bad. She had managed to bind herself some time with the manipulation of facts but there was a nagging reminder of Fabian’s ultimatum. If he learned how far she went with them, he would hate her. And even worse, if De Silva wanted her gone, she probably wouldn’t even be around to see the mess created.Tasha called the unknown number again, shaky as she was about to hit the call button.De Silva answered with impatience. Tasha, you’re cutting it close. I hate waiting.Tasha struggled a little and kept her voice from shaking. Sorry. He didn’t bite the bait. It’s like he knows you don’t have Loretta, and that’s why he does no

“Vinnie, what we need to establish is how much Tasha knows,” Fabian spoke, running his fingers through his hair. “It’s possible she had close contact with De Silva during her abduction and this is information that we have yet to explore.”Vinnie inclined his head while wearing a grim face. "I agree. However, I have a suspicion that she is up to something. Her resentment for Loretta can be a very powerful weapon."As Fabian was speaking, his phone vibrated on the table. He quickly looked at the caller's ID, it was an unknown number. He picked up the receiver, albeit reluctantly, as his curiosity got the better of him."Is anyone there?" he asked, sounding a bit unsure and frightened.“Fabian, it’s me, Tasha,” she replied, her breath hot but rushed. “We have to speak. I have something that can turn the tide.”Fabian felt the heat in his blood intensifying. “What information are you talking about?”There was a pause and then Tasha said, “I heard De Silva’s men talking about something. Th

“Not…,” he said with frustration. “This is not what I want Tasha.”She moved back a bit, this time adopting an expression of mock disappointment. “But you still have to face the reality. I need more now.”Fabian ground his teeth in a form of irritation, feeling like he was dancing inside a box and outside one too. “You have made that evident.”“Just keep in mind,” she said, her tone lowering to a whisper, “that I can be of assistance. I can help you get to Loretta, but you will have to support me.”His resolve fortifying, he looked straight into her eyes. “This is not a game Tasha, Loretta’s life is in danger.”“I know,” she replied, urgency lacing her voice. “And I want to help you in finding her. But you need to sort us out first. If we are to find a way out of this, then stop pretending.”Fabian felt his palms become sweaty, but he compelled himself to concentrate on the music, blocking her pleas out. When the song went on, he was trying hard to remain composed, telling himself tha