All Chapters of Please, Mr Giordano: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Moore"You should have stayed home. I swear Mr. Lucien only invited us to humiliate you. You should’ve hidden your face in shame," Nora sneered, her words dripping with malice.I turned, my lips pressed into a thin line.It had been almost a month. A month of silence, of swallowing my pride, of pretending their betrayal didn’t matter. But standing here, listening to her spit every cruel syllable, I realized something.I didn’t need to be ready to put these people in their place.I didn’t need to prepare to bring them down.They deserved to be beneath me, and I would make sure they learned that.I shifted my gaze, meeting Nora’s brown eyes first before flicking to Grey. His eyes, black or whatever dull shade they held, were nothing but amusement, the kind that made my stomach twist.Not in anger.In disgust."You even went ahead and married someone who hates you, just to get back at us. How petty," Nora continued. She must have been holding that in for a long time.I almost wanted to l

Lucien"You must have guts to think you can hit my wife right in my presence. And at my party, no less."My voice cut through the tense silence, sharp and unforgiving.I took measured steps toward Moore, my gaze locking onto hers. Shock flickered in her eyes—she hadn’t expected me to intervene. But of course, she had taken full advantage of the opportunity I’d given her. She was making a spectacle, distracting everyone.Good.I met her eyes briefly before shifting my focus back to Grey. "What gave you that kind of nerve?"I had invited Moore’s enemies here to give her a chance at revenge. I had expected her to lash out—verbally, maybe humiliate them, twist the knife where it hurt most. But I hadn’t expected her to take it this far.She had gone beyond words.Maybe I was to blame for that. I had been brutal with her body, pushing her to her limits, breaking her down piece by piece. And now, she was channeling that same energy, mirroring the ruthlessness she had learned from me.For a b

Lucien"Hmmm" I hummed, my voice was calm, but my eyes were mischievous as they flicked downward to the stain on her underwear.Moore followed my gaze, her breath hitching before she scrambled to cover herself. But it was too late—I had already seen it."N…nothing," she stammered, her voice small.I tilted my head, my mind already making sense of what I saw. She was bleeding. It was that time of the month. I had seen it before. First with my sister when I was in high school, then with Felicity when she moved in with me. I knew how both of them grumbled through the week, irritated and uncomfortable. And now, Moore was in the same state.A few minutes ago, Lillard had come to me just as I was about to return to the property. He reported that Moore had disappeared. He had claimed she was going to the restroom, but thirty minutes had passed, and she hadn't returned.Lillard checked the restrooms but found nothing. He suspected she had either run away or had been taken.The idea of her run

MooreSomeone must have opened the curtains because the harsh rays of sunlight hit my face, searing through my closed eyelids and pulling me out of the depths of sleep. I could feel a gnawing hunger building in my stomach, an undeniable reminder that I had to wake up. There was no avoiding it. I opened my eyes, squinting against the sudden brightness.At first, everything was blurry. I turned my head on the bed, trying to figure out where I was. It didn’t look familiar. The soft, luxurious sheets beneath me were different from anything I’d slept in before. Slowly, my vision cleared, and I saw a woman standing near the bed, dressed in a simple yet elegant uniform, just like the domestic workers at the mansion."Loretta?" I mumbled, my voice groggy and thick from sleep."Good morning, Mrs. Giordano," the woman said in a soft, polite tone. Her voice was sweet, yet it sounded unfamiliar, one I swore I had never heard before.I blinked, still not fully awake, as I rubbed my face, trying to

Lucien“The app is doing well sir,” Greg’s voice came through the phone. “We’re seeing excellent returns after just a few hours. The public’s responding better than we anticipated.”“Good,” I replied, trying to sound neutral, though my mind was far from it. “I’ll be back in the office tomorrow.”Greg chuckled. “So, you’re just waking up, you sa—”“Shut up,” I said, ending the call before he could end whatever it's he wanted to say. I wasn’t in the mood for his teasing. Just before I could fully concentrate on the view outside the building, I shove my sleeves up a little more, my hair messy as I hadn't combed or do anything just yet.Carolina , one of the staffs walked downstairs towards me. “Are you ready for breakfast now sir?”I tilted my head a little. “Is Moore up?”She raised her eyes, possibly wondering who Moore was. “We don't have two females sleeping in my room Carol, do we?” “Oh, no sir.” She said quickly, bowing while her face twitched with regrets. “I'm so sorry, I