All Chapters of Becoming The Mafia’s Surrogate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Rosella’s POV My brain fell short circuit as I stared at him, the veins on his head and neck were bulging and his eyes were fierce with a murderous glare. I was still in a state of utter shock where I forgot how to breathe.The strong smell of blood clouded my lungs and even worse I could feel the texture on my skin. My breathing became more unsteady and haggard and I was at this point gasping for air.Suddenly a warm fabric enveloped my being and I raised my head to meet his gaze but his attention was fixed in properly placing his coat over my tattered clothes.Yet again, the uniform is in ruins! Maybe I wasn’t cut out for this job.My hands folded against my chest protectively and I had not forgotten about my current situation. I watched Donn raise the gun again and I flinched while the other men fell on their knees I’m pleading tears.Before anything, they spoke first.“Please spare us, we didn’t know she was your woman -”“Yes, we didn’t know, we would’ve never dared to to

Rosella’s POV Did I just court death?It seems so because his grip on my neck only tightened, he used just one hand and I already felt my conscience slipping. I didn’t waver regardless, my eyes clouded with flames or anger kept boring into impenetrable orbs. In the next minute, he released my neck and I coughed and gasped violently for air.So he couldn’t kill me then…“Why won’t you listen to me? It’s dangerous outside”I was massaging my red neck when he spoke and my hands immediately stopped.I found his gaze and it dared to have a ting of disappointment! If this isn’t level ten psychopathic shit! I don’t know what is. Even if I tried, I couldn’t stop a scoff from escaping my lips. It's dangerous outside? Says the man who almost killed me a minute ago! “You don’t have to worry, I’ll do my best to stay away from Marcus. I’ll avoid him like the plague just like I do to you. Trust me, the last thing I want is to be stuck between two blood-filled hands. You guys disgust me…

Rosella’s POV Luckily I wasn’t the only one seeing things. I honestly thought he had traumatized me to the point I now see everyone as him! Still, maybe that would be better than getting the real deal!“Pinch me…I’m not dreaming right?”“Hey, if you’re dreaming then I’m lost in limbo. Our luck is so good!”The girls in front of me squealed in excitement, they were definitely having the time of their life while I looked as pale as the gleam of a glow-worm. “Oh! If I thought that hottie was paradise, then I’m certainly in heaven now! Our luck is so good….haha”I rolled my eyes at their childish chattering, if only they knew the monster underneath that golden face, would they still think their luck is good?!Donovan’s eyes took a casual scan of the class and rested on me and I held my breath unintentionally. That is definitely my cue to leave, is it not?“Omg, he’s looking this way, do you think he’s checking us out? I think I’m gonna explode” Their senseless talk continued and

A few days went by and Mirable was doing a better job in adjusting to the office environment but it wasn’t easy to overcome the constant challenges that employees secretly threw her way, and even now, she’s still struggling with making any sort of genuine connection.“You there, come” Mirable politely walked over, she has gotten so used to being referred to as ‘You there’ that it has subconsciously replaced her name. “Yes, senior” “Take” she passed her a file “As the boss’s secretary you should be the one to handle this deal”“Pardon?” Mirable asked in puzzlement. Since she started walking in Maston Corp, the people she saw as seniors never offered her the task of landing a deal, why now?“Don’t ask silly questions, you should be thankful we’re giving you a chance to prove yourself” the lady scoffed.“No no, I’m very grateful. I’m so overjoyed that I couldn’t believe it, that’s why I asked. Sorry”“Humph! You better do a good job” the lady drawled as she walked away and Mirable act

One hour ago…The night sky was getting darker and Mirable was drowning further into the darkness of her mind. She could barely recognize her surroundings and Mitch knew it was time to finally get into action. He inched forward to nudge her like she was some undiscovered artifact in his possession. Technically speaking he wasn’t wrong for treading with caution. Mirable hung her neck down and her hair fell forward, completely covering her face and making her look like a ghost in transformation. “Hey” He nudged her again, almost in a whisper but her figure only swayed gently without a response. “What’s wrong with you? Is this your first time getting drunk or something…”“Ah!” He shrieked like a child caught redhanded, she suddenly flipped her head and stared him straight in the eyes like a vengeful spirit.“S-something is definitely wrong with you, stay away from me…” he retreated into his seat in fear but next she stood and approached him with wobbly steps. “P-please…sign the