All Chapters of Forced Marriage with the Mafia King: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

DerekThe building stands as a haunting sentinel, its once-majestic facade now weathered and worn. Ivy claws at the crumbling walls, as if nature itself is attempting to reclaim the structure. Broken windows gaze out like empty eyes, their shattered panes reflecting the neglect and abandonment that has befallen this once-thriving edifice. The door hangs crookedly on its hinges, creaking in the wind like a mournful sigh. The roof appears to be sagging, as if the weight of time and neglect is slowly crushing the building's spirits. Despite its decrepit state, the structure exudes a haunting beauty, a testament to the transience of human endeavors and the inevitability of decay.As I walk down the dimly lit corridor, the creaking of the old wooden floorboards beneath my feet echoes through the deserted hallway. Delilah trails behind me, her ropes dragging against the cold floor, a harsh reminder of her captivity. The air is thick with the scent of decay and neglect, and the flickering fl

AliciaThe door is pushed open, I can hear the screeching sound from it. Maldive must be up to no good.I have struggled with the ropes around my body for a while but I can’t seem to free myself from it. My head hangs low, sweat dripping from my face, I’m too weak to fight whatever he has Planned for me.His footsteps gets closer and my eyes close for a minute. The room is dimly lit, and the night was already upon us. Where can I run to when I am tied up to this chair. Derek had promised to come get me but will the twins return me in one piece, how would Derek act when he finds out that they broke part of the deal.He approached me quietly, without making a single sound as he crept forward. I see his boots, black and shiny right in front of me, I close my eyes again to pretend I am asleep.Perhaps he would leave me and walk away. Delvin hasn’t shown that much interest in me but if a chance came up, he would jump on it. He has proven that he agrees with everything his brother does. He

DerekI stepped out of the room, my eyes fixed on the screen of my phone as I made my way to the adjacent room. My fingers drummed against the device, my mind preoccupied with the thought of getting back home. A picture of my wife gazed back at me from the home screen, a constant reminder of who was waiting for me.I had already spent two hours in this place, and my eagerness to return to her was growing by the minute. But I knew I couldn't leave just yet. I had to ensure that the twins completed their task before I could make my exit.I can’t have Delilah roaming around free after what she had done.Time seemed to be ticking by faster, and I found myself wanting the hands to move faster. I wanted to be back in her embrace, to feel her warmth and love envelop me.But for now, I was stuck here, waiting for the twins to finish what they started. I took a deep breath and leaned against the wall, my eyes fixed on the screen of my phone, my heart longing for the moment when I could return

DerekI pushed open the door, and my mind turns as I was met with a sea of hostile faces. Seven men stood in the room, their eyes fixed on me like predators zeroing in on their prey. The air was thick with tension as they trained their guns on me, their fingers resting on the triggers.Three men grasped baseball bats, their hands gripping the handles tightly, ready to strike. The two men at the front of the group stepped forward, their eyes blazing with a fierce intensity.I froze, my mind racing with the realization that I was vastly outnumbered. The door creaked shut behind me, and I knew I was trapped.I launched myself into the air, my fist flying in a Superman punch that connected with a sickening crunch on the face of my first opponent. He stumbled back, his eyes wide with shock, as I quickly followed up with a lightning-fast kick to the chest of the next man. He crashed into the wall, his gun clattering to the floor.The first man recovered quickly, raising his gun to my face,

DerekI sprang into action, my body launching into a powerful jump. My fist clenched, I aimed a precise punch at the man standing before me. My knuckles connected with his jaw, and he crumpled to the ground, flat on his back.The room fell silent, as if time itself had paused. Every pair of eyes was fixed on the scene, frozen in shock and disbelief. The man's companions stared, their mouths agape, their weapons hovering limp at their sides.The only sound was the heavy breathing of the fallen man, his chest rising and falling as he struggled to regain his senses. The room was mine, and everyone in it knew it.I stood tall, my eyes scanning the room with a confident gaze. The men surrounding me seemed to shrink back, their eyes darting nervously between each other. The air was thick with tension, but I remained steadfast, my posture unwavering.My fists remained clenched, my muscles tensed and ready to strike at a moment's notice. I knew I had the upper hand, and I was determined to ke