All Chapters of Forced Marriage with the Mafia King: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ten years agoI have been surveying the place for about an hour, there is not a sign of back up anywhere.Delilah is right behind me watching my back, we have been together since our first assignment, I do most of the work and she makes sure I don’t miss a spot.We are the head hunters crib, the business between our organization and their has gone sour and we went sent to finish the job.No one else wanted it, The head hunters had eyes everywhere and most of us were scared of the repercussions. Not me.When I agreed to take on the mission, I knew I had nothing to lose, I wasn’t scared of them.“Wait here” I tell Delilah as she hides behind a tree. Her gun bearing out watching our six.I walked towards the steel door, a man had just gone into the building ten minutes ago, there is supposed to be a pick up truck out from.They make deliveries every Friday but today was an exception. I pull open the door and walk into the dark corridor.The first room is empty, a stack of money on the ta

DerekI slumped back down onto the handle of the couch, my mind reeling as I tried to process the fragmented memory that had just resurfaced. The images were hazy and unclear, but the emotions they evoked were vivid and intense.As I sat there, trying to make sense of the memory, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something important hidden within it.It’s her, the woman standing in front of me.I watched her die in my own arms, how did she survive, was that how we got together? Did we really get together? Then how did I meet Alicia? The stories were just not adding up that I felt more confused.According to her, how long was I seperated from her, how is it possible that she is pregnant when my body hates her touch more than anything. I look at her, pity fills my eyes, not just because she is pregnant and claims I am the father but because she sacrificed her life for mine in the past.How much did I mean to her for her to give up her own life for me.“Are you okay?” She asks.

DerekMy eyes narrow, my gaze piercing through the air like a dagger. I can feel the anger and resentment boiling up inside me, a toxic mix of emotions that threatens to consume me whole. "How could you, Delilah?" I spit out the words, my voice venomous. "How could you do something like that to me?" The betrayal cuts deep, a wound that feels like it will never heal. I take another step forward, my fists clenched at my sides, as if I'm ready to strike. "You're supposed to be the one person I could trust, and yet...and yet you're the one who's been lying to me all along."My laughter is cold and mirthless, a harsh sound that echoes through the room. "You let them do that to me, Delilah," I say, my voice dripping with contempt. "You let them torture me, manipulate me, and control me. And for what? To protect your own secrets? Your own lies?" I shake my head, my eyes filled with disgust. "You're just as guilty as they are, Delilah. You're just as guilty." The words hang in the air like a

Alicia Exhaustion washed over me like a tidal wave as I slumped into the backseat of the taxi. The past 24 hours had been a blur of chaos and desperation as I scoured the airport for any sign of Derek. My eyes felt gritty, my body ached, and my mind was numb.I had been so determined to stop him from leaving the country, to confront him about his betrayal and lies. But despite my tireless efforts, he had vanished into thin air. Every lead had turned into a dead end, every query had been met with a shrug or a sympathetic smile.As the taxi pulled away from the airport, I couldn't help but feel a sense of defeat. My car, now sits idle in the parking lot. I was too drained to drive, too drained to think.I stared blankly out the window, my thoughts a jumbled mess of emotions and regrets. Derek had slipped through my fingers, and I was left with nothing but the bitter taste of failure.Despite taking turns and making sure I had checked each passenger before they boarded their flight.How

AliciaII sat alone in the empty room, the silence deafening. The twins had left me three hours ago, and the only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall. Its steady beat was a harsh reminder that time was passing, and I was still trapped.There was nothing to see, nothing to do, and no one to talk to. I felt like a prisoner, locked away from the world with no escape.The clock ticked on, each passing moment feeling like an eternity. I was alone, with only my thoughts to keep me company. And they were not good company.As the door creaks open, my heart skips a beat. Delvin and the other twin, Maldive, walk in, their expressions stern and serious. Delvin's hand is clenched around a phone, and I know instinctively that it's the key to my captivity.I don't need to ask why I was taken. The answer is clear: it's all about Derek. They want something from him, and they're using me as leverage. A pawn in their game, a means to an end.My mind races with questions, but I keep them lock