The Mafia Boss Special Slave のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

“Absolutely 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 h

After thinking for a moment, Fabian replied. “I’ll keep her busy tomorrow, let her think I’m still contemplating her proposal. We’ll draw her out just enough to keep her from interfering with us. But should she come too close, we sever her ties.”Mikel nodded firmly, appreciatively. “Smart. Just remember to control how she turned this one on you. Tasha is a risk we cannot take.”With their plan enacted, the three were aware they had very little time to prepare. They would have to make the most of the night to come because the next day, they would breach the auction, deal with De Silva, and hopefully get to the bottom of Loretta. But even so, when Fabian glanced once more at Tasha, there was still the nagging sensation in the pit of his stomach that he could not entirely dismiss. There were too many variables and too many degrees of uncertainty.Sometime later, following the advancement of the hours and the hectic commotion caused by the party winding down, Fabian found himself basking

Mikael was also confused. “So Tasha put all the pawns into the game. This engagement is meant to create some impression of her. And now it creates the impression of you too.”Fabian threw his head back in despair and raked his fingers through his hair. “Right. I know I can’t get out of this engagement without any adverse effect, not just on a personal level, but on a professional one as well. The Peg Empire regards it as a business marriage. If I decide to end it, it might ruin the rapport I have been establishing with them.”Emma touched his arm, her tone firm. “Fabian, if you don’t want to marry her, you don’t have to. But you must be careful. If this engagement is being used against you, you must figure out a way to escape without jeopardizing all that you have achieved.”Fabian agreed, the cogs in his brain working again. “I must find a way to cut Tasha off without dragging everything down with it. But till then, I will just have to play the game as there’s no other choice.”Mikae

Fabian held his tongue for some time but was hardly able to when Mr. Chen grinned broadly and walked towards them. “Ah, there you are, Mr. Antonio! I was just on my way to look for you. There is something I would like to discuss with you concerning our collaboration.”“Yes, of course.” Fabian covered his face with a courteous business expression once again.”Sarah, and Ms. Martinez I’m glad to see you too!” he added, his eyes shaped into slits as he stared at Tasha for a bit too long. “You make quite the dynamic duo. I genuinely believe there is considerable potential in our two companies working together. I can already picture the possible headlines, ‘Peg Empire and Antonio Enterprises A Union for the Future!’”Tasha was delighted with the compliment, basking in the glory. ‘Thanks so much, Mr. Chen! The prospects for our corporations are very thrilling,’ she said with exuberance.Fabian inclined his head albeit in a stoic way, but Tasha could tell there was something more to the way

Tasha began climbing the stairs to her bedroom, and once inside the room and slamming the door shut, her thoughts became more chaotic. The suffocating force of the door closing sounded even louder than it typically did in the house. She released her handbag to the ground, obviously irritated as she threw her shoes away. Decorated tastefully and lit by subtle lighting, her room was almost always pleasing, but tonight it was warm and oppressive.She stood in front of the bed, unable to rid herself of the distasteful mixture of feelings assaulting her. The moment with Fabian kept replaying in her mind, it was his pause, that politeness he insisted on keeping between them. It hurt more than she wished for it to.Tasha let her body sink into the bed, gazing blankly at the ceiling above for every possible reason, except for due to peace. It infuriated her how much she cared how much she had wished things were different, wished for anything to go beyond what it was that they had. But it was