All Chapters of Ex-Wife's Return to the Mafia Lord: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Never accepting DefeatLocked in the spot for who knows how long, my eyes grew even darker, and so did his. Our rage accelerated with every passing minute. I knew I was doing what was right. It was best to end the shreds one at a time, pointing and hitting the nail on its head. It had been a long, long struggle and would only end with bloodshed. I had taken enough already—enough of the guts, stunts, misery, and public showdown that had eaten deep into my spine. Shredding my heart every passing minute, like a strong wave of obsession, piercing deep into my soul.A smirk spread across his face, replacing the dread and horror within his heart. I miserably felt sick, unable to comprehend the sudden shift. The hurricane intensified, burning like lightning in my heart, like a lightning bolt.In my peripheral vision, I saw the guards, each surrounded, pointing guns at each other. Everything was about to go down the drain. All the years of labor and struggle—how painful that after all these y

Bang!Harry’s POVI was sure I was getting to him, deep down in his hardened heart, like a spear shredding that single organ into tiny little pieces, feeding it to him so he could taste how it felt. The delight that another person who had once navigated your suffering was now going through the same ordeal was overwhelming.I felt satisfied, for not giving up on myself, even after feeling defeated and vulnerable to him. He was way stronger than I was and connected to a more dreaded mafia group, but one thing was certain,I had him playing at the mercy of my smartness. However, I had no clue what I was really saying or doing. I had never plotted anything over the years, all because I was focused on protecting my family and enjoying the peace while he was gone. I never saw this side of him coming. I thought he had gotten over all these fights already. I mean, it had been five good years since our last confrontation, and in my naive heart, I thought it was over. But never would I have thou

Her nameAll eyes widened in disbelief. I turned toward the direction of the voice as the footsteps approached. The smile on my face suddenly dissipated, and the urge to throw up surged. Right before the interviewer, whose mouth had parted, I could read the lines on her face. Not only had that name surfaced, but it was also so articulated and directed at me specifically, the voice echoed through the entire room. It had been buried in my past, and I wished it had remained so, but fate had a different plan. Today was the company's grand opening, yet so much was happening in just a brief flicker of time.It wasn't enough that the interviewer asked questions that were off-limits, now another person—who I believed was from my past—was obviously present here. Who could that be? My heart was rising and falling like a pendulum. Thousands of thoughts flew by in just a second. One of which was the reason I felt it wasn't time yet to return to New York. But I couldn't remain in a foreign land fo

The MeetingThree Months LaterA whole lot of problems at once. Reeling from the shock of nearly losing my life in the attack, the pain amassed from the incident and having to face my twisted fate was just too much. Never would I have thought in my wildest dreams that I would be desolate, alone, and lonely. Multiple threats from the stakeholders of the company and the pain of having to start all over again compounded my suffering.Was life paying me back for everything I did in the past? Specifically, for what I did to Celine and her innocent child. I wouldn’t have gone so far as to let my hatred for Jack push me into involving the innocent child, who knew nothing of the incident. Karma was really dealing with me.It had been three months since the incident, yet I couldn’t get the events out of my mind. My heart shredded even more, and tears welled up in the corners of my eyes whenever I thought about it. No sign of Lily and Derick, no valid information about their whereabouts, or the

HerStaring, eyes widened and mouth agape, I marveled at the scenario. It wasn't just a mere coincidental state that could buy off one’s attention, but something that was absurd.“Are you not Derick?” he asked, pointing at the child who looked at him with such ease. So he could be polite enough to ease his grin on someone? I thought, my eyes still fixed on them.“Yeah, uncle,” he answered, much calmer than usual. I never knew he had such a tender voice that could pierce even the angriest heart and melt it into a chill pill of liquid ice.“I would like to know what's going on here,” her voice asserted, breaking their stare and attention.A knock on the door.“Yes, come in,” she replied.“That should be his mum,” the principal announced.I think it’s better I speak to the mother of this rude child. She's g....“You?” My mouth parted in shock, my heart nearly stopping.“I don't understand what you mean,” the lady asserted, her eyes widening in shock but suddenly going agape when she turn