All Chapters of The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sierra's POV “What was that about?” I asked Jordan as we got into the car. I slammed the door shut so he could understand my anger but he didn't feel regretful for what he did back there. “It was me claiming what rightfully belonged to me” he replied as he ignited the car. “What?” I was short of words. Did he just say that? “What do you mean by that?” “Well, it seems like all the Williams family decides to believe what the media says and not what I say so what do you expect me to do? Besides, he isn't my wife that I would have to explain things to him” “Jordan, you cannot speak to my Father like that. He is your Father-in-law” “Then let my Father-in-law learn to believe my words” he spat back. Although we were arguing, he still drove calmly and carefully. I turned from him to face the window as I didn't even know what to say to him anymore. They were both unbelievable. I shifted on my seat as I imagined what kind of a marriage I am in. One minute we are fine, the next we a

Sierra's POV The thought of not going to see Mother for Jordan's stupid reason kept pissing me off anytime I thought of it. I remained in the bathroom for as long as possible before I finally came out to see that he had left. Good. I dressed up and called mother also, “Hello, my dear,” “How are you doing this morning, Mother?” I asked. “I am very fine now. I'll be discharged soon.” She replied. Her voice still low, making me wonder if she was just saying that so I won't get worried. Last night, I had left without saying goodbye because of the two men that wanted to frustrate my life. Now, I want to visit my mother, Jordan is refusing. Not like I would listen to him though. “Have you eaten? What do you want to eat? I'll bring it when coming” “No, my dear, there is no need to come over. Your father is here and your sister is also. I am doing fine and I have eaten also. You should stay home with your husband.” The way she said it made me raise my brow, “Did you speak to

Jordan's POV I stared at Sierra for a while, watching her chest rise and fall gently as she slept peacefully on the bed. I still haven't recovered from the fright she had given me. This only made me realize how much she means to me and how much I have come to love her. Although we were home and fine now, I still couldn't stop myself from wondering what would have happened if it wasn't just a threat. They had her in their hands, they could have killed her even before I got there. It was clear that they just wanted to warn me. On her body was a letter when I took a closer look at her back at the warehouse. Although I didn't read the letter very well back there because I just wanted to get out of that place with Sierra safe and alive. I took the letter from my pocket and looked at the paper. It was stained with blood, and I wondered whose blood it was since Sierra didn't have any major wounds that would bring out so much blood. “Jordan, again I tell you, it's just a warning. You

Sierra’s POV If someone had told me I’d end up wedded to a man who walked the razor’s edge between chaos and control, I might’ve laughed in their face. But now, as I sit in the gilded cage that is my marriage to Jordan Pierce, I can’t help but think—this is exactly what hell must feel like. Jordan is hell. To me, he’s an enigma. When it’s just us, he’s everything a woman might dream of: tender, calm, and fiercely protective. But to the world, he’s a demon dressed in designer suits. A killer without remorse. Feared, despised, and untouchable—or so it seemed until now. I can’t believe he sent men to come and kidnap me, they even fought aggressively with Dominic. How ruthless can Jordan be? To what extent would he go to get what he wants? Finally, I found the strength to go out and tried to open the door but it was locked, “Again?!” I literally yelled before making my way to the balcony. They seem to have forgotten that there was another way out of this room. “Ahhhh!” I screa

Sierra’s POV Jordan must have slipped out when my body hit the bed because when I woke up, he was nowhere in sight. I went downstairs to fix myself a light meal. I was so caught up in Jordan’s business that I hadn’t eaten anything all day. I noticed there was a different bodyguard standing outside our bedroom and I recognized him as one of Andrew’s boys. As I turned to ask him where Andrew was, I received a text message from Jordan. "I’m taking you out on a date tonight. Look pretty for me, will you?" Love, Your husband. I quickly texted him back: “Your wish is my command, my husband.” Love, Your wife. I dropped my phone on the kitchen counter and set out to make my favourite food, pasta. Jordan and I seriously need to talk about setting up a meal structure in the house and maybe getting ourselves a chef or two. When the food was ready, I served myself some pasta and a glass of orange juice. One of the bodyguards who’s usually stationed outside walked into