All Chapters of To Be Kidnapped And Loved By The Billionaire Assassin: Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

Oceane's PovOne week later.It has been a week since I last saw Angioletto, since the events of that night.He promised never to leave, he said he’d be by my side by the time I woke up. It was all a lie. A manipulation tactic perhaps.He wasn’t there.And he’s still not here.On the first day, I had woken up too early, excitement dancing in my bloodstreams as all I could think of was to be graced with the sight of Angioletto before I had to prepare for school. He didn’t come.I waited an hour. Then two. Then three. But no one was entering my room.I had taken the initiative and gone to his room myself. Many times, I banged on the door, but still, there wasn’t any reply.“Boss left very early this morning, he has urgent business to take care of.” One of the guards had informed me after I had bruised my knuckles from knocking on the door.My spirit had weakened but I stayed hopeful. Putting a smile on my face, I dressed up and went to school.Soon after, I forgot about Angioletto’s exi

Angioletto's PovSilence is power.In silence, I hide the ultimate violence that brews within me, letting it mature in a place of solitary. My silence is a sound so unique.My silence are unsaid words that can only be felt—sometimes, felt rightly. Sometimes, felt wrongly. A language of the soul.Sitting in the silence of my living room, my mind drifts back to the time when I was sworn in as a made man. The time when my identity as Angioletto Luoni, the grim reaper—a specially trained assassin of the Luoni crime family was revealed.Although built like a huge, thick wall, it was my silence that unnerved people the most. With my eyes, clouded by darkness, my lips pursed in contemplation, and my brows quirked in wonder, soldiers who trained under my command, and other made men—women included—began to fear me.My silence brought about confusion.With confusion came the need for clarity—to seek out answers. And when those answers remained a mystery, fear creeped in. The fear of not knowing

Angioletto's PovReluctantly walking into my penthouse, my roaming eyes land on Oceane, standing at the foot of the stairs, a smile etched at the corners of her lips, her eyes filled with so much unexplained happiness.What has got her so happy? The demon in my head whispers. The demon who has done nothing but whisper and awake evil in me, blaming Oceane for the recent disrespect and betrayal I’ve had to face from my most trusted man.The demon who hates to see Oceane happy.The demon which controls my life’s actions.“Good morning, Gio.” Oceane beams. I hum a response while throwing my key on the kitchen island.She clears her throat and begins motioning toward me in slow, sultry steps. “Have you had something to eat? I joined the cook to make breakfast this morning and I’m certain you’ll like it.”Amusement. My heart flutters in amusement, yet, I conceal it with a stoic expression. I look down at her, and our eyes connect for a brief second before I’m scanning her head to toe.Tha

Angioletto's PovWhen I return to the penthouse a little after noon, the soft laughter of my Oceane is the first sound that graces my ears.I stand by the door, watching her in awe while she plays around with her kitten.“Angel, you’re so hyperactive.” She coos, scooping the purring kitten into her arms.How can anyone accuse this innocent girl of a crime as grave as murder?How can anyone look at that angelic face and think evil of it?It’s all but a wonder in my mind.A smile pulling at the corners of my lips, I make a move to approach her. Two steps into the room and my feet force me to a stop when Oceane’s head cranes backwards, her eyes meeting mine.My brows pull into a furrow, my eyes moving around her delicate, yet, dented features. Regret pulls at the strings of my heart. My marks—the effects of my fist are still visible against her skin, leaving a part of her face swollen and her neck reddened.My lips pull apart, a sharp exhale escaping through the space as I give my head a