All Chapters of Becoming The Mafia’s Surrogate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Rosella’s POV The shining lights and flashes from cameras told me to brace myself because I knew the minute I step on that red carpet with Mr. Dangerous, there was no turning back. Even now it was simply impossible for me to change my mind.My heart pumped louder against my chest as Donovan circled the car to get me. The second my six-inch stiletto touched ground my ears were invaded with loud sounds of chattering.Earlier the car’s sound proof blocked it out. I wasn’t expecting such noise to instantly fill my brain and subconsciously leaned on Donovan for support. By the time I realized my mistake his hand was already wrapped around my waist protectively. I didn’t know if it was to provide support or for the eyes of the reporters. My guess is the latter!We talked side by side and I fixed my face by flashing a smile that wrinkled my eyes. “Can you answer some few questions- ”“We want to have a word with Miss Rose- ”“Does your decision to become Mr Donovan’s surrogate have

Back at the party Franklin and Mirable used Donovan’s absence as their cue to leave the event. “I’ll give you a ride home”“Oh…no it’s fine, I can manage”“I wasn’t asking”Franklin said and got in his car while Mirable slowly followed suit. She sat in the front passengers seat like before and the ride began fast and smooth. When he got to her community she had to direct him to her street.She lived in a very remote area so the roses were narrow and the lighting was terrible.Some streets had just one streetlight and sometimes it was faulty so driving through the street wasn’t as smooth as the rides in the city. “Turn left, it’s the first house on the street”Franklin did as told and his car came to a stop in front of her house. “Thank you” Mirable motioned with a slight bow and her hands on the door but immediately she opened the door a loud crashing sound came from inside her house and she immediately knew what was going on.“Mom!!”Mirable rushed in and Franklin sensing t

Donovan’s POVDarkness blurred my vision, I find myself in this awfully familiar surrounding but why are my feet small while I’m running helplessly?Why does it feel like the faster I run the buildings get bigger?They’re closing in on me.I’m sad, extremely sad, in tears in fact but I keep running in the dark streets bare footed.The smell of sweat stung to me like the wet shirt to my skin.But…I keep running and calling out “Mom! Dad!”That’s right, my parents are dead. They just died on my fifteenth birthday.All because of me.All because I was too bloody selfish and threw a tantrum about it!All because I wanted them here!My small sized hands flew over my ears in fright, the sound of sirens ringing while the ambulance take their bodies from the mangled wreckage of a car rang in my head.I can’t seem to get it out. No matter how hard I press my hands against my ears the sirens get louder and clearer. There’s chaos everywhere and in that moment of watching the police cover t

Rosella’s POV Talk about being distressed!I didn’t think much into the travel plans until Mirable dropped the bomb on me, now that’s all I could think of!It makes perfect sense, the timing of the trip is too spot on, how couldn’t I see that? “Ping!”My phone sound interrupted my thoughts. That’s right, I was scrolling through the internet in search of a job. Anything would do, as long as it keeps me away from Castilo Manor. So far my search has been futile.Should I just go back to my former work place? Everyone was warm there, I miss them.‘No I can’t, my appearance would only cause trouble. I need a job that’s similar to a waitress but I don’t have to meet a lot of people, if that makes sense’“Urgh! I’m tired”I tossed my phone on the bed and spread my hands over the sheets in exhaustion. Tomorrow is the trip, the week ran so fast. The only thing I accomplished was enrolling for a business master class. If I’m gonna take my father’s company I can’t rely solely on

Rosella’s eyes stared widely at Donn, even though her attention was on something else.He shot her a casual glance before walking over not to her but to the arranged table stacked with flowers and scented candles.One would think it was a romantic setup but an object on the table canceled that thought.On the table was two jars of urn. Their jade-like well crafted ceramics glistened under the moonlight.“These are my parents”Donn’s voice sounded incredibly solemn. A pure side to him that she never knew existed was being displayed.Moments like these makes one wonder if a monster was capable of feeling lose. Faced with such a situation, even Rosella who bore a deep rooted hatred against him had to be cautious with her words. “Why have you brought me here?” She kindly asked. “Because it’s my parents death anniversary and I wanted to show you to them”The first part she understood but not so the second. ‘Was it because she was going to bear his child?’ She wondered. To her it m