บททั้งหมดของ A Toy For The Ruthless Mafia Lord : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

CHAPTER 31“Do you like your surprise?” Lucifer whispered, slithering his arm around Katherine's waist. She gazed around, taking in the elegant, calm atmosphere. The soft glow of candlelight cast a warm, inviting ambiance over the room. A lone pianist sat at a grand piano, his fingers dancing across the keys, creating a soothing masterpiece. The gentle hum of patrons’ conversations and the tinkling of silverware filled the air, along with the rich aroma of simmering sauces and freshly made pasta. Katherine could feel her heart pounding in her chest wildly as her eyes went over the room once again. She'd never been somewhere this elegant. Maybe just with the rich family she used to work for, as an usher, but never as a customer. She looked down at her dress, pulling it down gently, and back to the patrons all at their individual tables. “Well…this surprise would be much better if you weren't here with me," she drawled, a sarcastic smirk playing on her lips.Lucifer scoffed, guidin

Chapter 33The mansion had always been a cage, but now, as she stepped into its wreckage, Katherine felt something she never expected: the crushing weight of loss. At first, the penthouse looked just as they had left it—until a low groan came from the shadows, breaking the illusion of safety.Lucifer and Katherine had arrived at the mansion a few minutes ago, but to their surprise, the lights had been shut out. They had to remain in the car, and wait until the power supply was fixed.Now, standing in the parlor, it looked like a war had ensued. Katherine’s hand flew to her mouth in shock and her body trembled with fear as her unease grew with each step leading deeper into the house. The curtains had been sort of torn off and were strewn around the couches. The furniture in the room had been overturned in a reckless manner and the paintings were lopsided, some even left broken on the floor. Did a bulldozer run through here?Katherine shook her head, looking around the wrecked room as s

CHAPTER 35At first, Katherine heard one gunshot.A long silence followed. Then, she heard two more pops—deafening and heart-shattering.Whimpering, she collapsed onto the ground, shifting herself into the corner of the panic room. Her heart felt heavy, and her breathing became ragged as she curled up, her thoughts unstable.After that, she didn't hear anything anymore. Not for the next five or ten minutes, until she heard the sound of shoes crunching on gravel from the small window near the ceiling behind her.It sounded as though something was being dragged across the floor. Was it Lucifer? Was that his body being dragged?Keeping mute, she pressed her hands to her ears, blocking out the nauseating sound. She didn't even want to hear it—regardless of thinking about who it was or how they'd been executed gruesomely.She rocked herself unsteadily, gripping onto the edge of the steel table beside her. In a few minutes, she felt the door of the panic room crack open, and her head flew u

Chapter 37The crowd erupted in a series of gasps. “It’s going…” The auctioneer chanted, as each guest held their breath. Katherine glanced around, watching how they were all so intensely focused on this veiled girl before them, and most importantly, Lucifer. She seemed to pique his interest, and Katherine could tell by her aura, but she wanted to know why exactly.“And…sold!” The auctioneer said with a delighted smile, gesturing towards Lucifer. All eyes immediately turned to the man who could spend so much on an assassin. Some wondered why he wanted her so much to bid that high, while other's minds ventured to insidious plans that he could be plotting. After all, from now on, they’d have to be on their toes. From the other side of the room where he sat, Giovanni’s eyes narrowed, staring at Lucifer. There was something there, but he couldn’t place a finger on it---not yet. He cleared his throat uneasily, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.The auctioneer led the veiled lady down t

CHAPTER 39There came that familiar dull ache between Katherine’s legs, as she slipped out of Lucifer’s bed. As usual, Lucifer wasn’t in bed. But, this time she didn’t just wake up peacefully—it was noise. The loud, thunderous voice of an incredibly angry man. She sighed, pulling her hair into a ponytail, before crossing to the bathroom and rinsing her face off. Her body felt heavier than usual, but she ignored the feeling. “Probably all the stress I’ve been putting myself through…” She murmured as she ran her hands under the tap. Within a few days, she’d gone from sunshine to moonlight, quite literally. Her hair was disheveled and looked extremely unhealthy, her eyes had deep, dark eye bags under them, and she was starting to lose a little weight. She looked underfed, which was funny because, in this estate, she ate like a queen, morning, afternoon, and night. Just a little hiccup though, nothing that good food and rest wouldn’t fix. She wiped her hands on the wash cloth carefully