All Chapters of Revenge: Submitting To The Mafia King : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Cara's POVI took in the arrangement of the six guys around me simultaneously browsing through the sea of passing people for my husband."I should come quietly? Why?" I asked, my hand slipping under my hoodie to bring out one of the weapons I brought along.The knife or the gun? Whichever it touched first.Coming prepared was a wise thing to do. Who knew they'd come in handy, and Adonis wasn't even here? I could already see myself gloating about this to my father.My hand gripped the firm, smooth bottom of an object I knew too well, about to pull it out when the same guy spoke again, "Don't even try to." Next thing, all six of them were flashing the guns hidden in the waistband of their trousers."Let's make this less noisy." I felt cheated, "Hey! I thought I was the only one with a weapon.""Do you think anyone could walk into a place like this without being protected?" He scoffed. "Fights break for the littlest reason. Take a look at how people increase their pace when they get t

Cara's POV"Start speaking." "You told me not to a few minutes ago.""I do not appreciate your newfound humour. Start. Speaking" My glare intensified.His gaze on me hardened, unmoving and fixated—I knew its aim. In the earlier days of our relationship, it'd have me writhing in discomfort, having no choice but to give up the conservation. Not anymore. I met it head-on, refusing to back down. Having no choice, he blinked, "You needed to learn.""Are you crazy?" My hands flew up in disbelief. "Learn what?""The ring. You wouldn't know how dangerous it is if you didn't experience this. More brutal things happen, Cara.""So you thought letting me get kidnapped would teach me?" A gasp escaped me the disbelief on the borderline of hurt.Was he listening to himself at all? "Do you think you're making sense right now?" A wave of disappointment washed over me, "Who even are you?""I would never do this on a normal day," Adonis paused, his eyes closing as his jaw ticked, showing me he was st

Luca felt like there was a deity somewhere, listening to his desperate prayers. He blinked multiple times to see if it was a dream, but she remained in his sight.Her pink highlights bounced as she spoke with a big smile. There was only one person who could be so hyperactive around four am on the morning.He didn't know when his legs began moving towards her. Perhaps his heart was tired of pretending. Luca didn't think twice, his hands stretching out before him,"Cece?" He hesitantly called, Cecelia looked behind the guard who had come to pull open the door, her smile widening as they took in the familiar faces. The moment they got to his, it instantly dropped."Hey everyone!" She waved energetically. "Cara wasn't replying to my texts, so I decided to return. Why didn't you tell me that Adonis was back up? This is such good news." She gave a giddy smile.Luca took in her tanned skin. Wherever she was, she must have been at the beach frequently. It was their dream. To travel to see th

Adonis paled."What..." he swallowed. "What are you insinuating?"Cara tried to stifle her sobs, the words in her head, causing a pang to shoot up through her heart as they fell from her trembling lips, "I think we should...""Don't finish it." He interrupted, his voice deadly."You don't even know what I was going say." She cried."I don't want to hear it." He turned, walking to the closet to get rid of the towel around his waist. "Go to bed.""You can't just push this away, Adonis." If he heard, he didn't reply, nor did he stop."I want a break." Adonis froze. "What... did you..." He shook his head, his breath ceasing. "No... Don't say what you don't mean." She squared her shoulders, "It's a good thing I'm serious about it then... I can't be around you. It… It... isn't healthy for me or the babies. I'd keep worrying and worrying... the stress... it's for the best.""No!" Cara picked up the covers once again, sliding into bed. "First thing tomorrow morning..."I said no, Cara—..

Cara's POVSitting at the table in my father's quiet dining room; my only companion was the sound of my fork dancing on the plate as it picked at a barely eaten piece of toast. My mind was preoccupied—replaying the events of the previous night and my recent conversation with my father.The plan I had been so sure a few minutes ago would put an end to it all now seemed bleak. I kept weighing the pros and cons... Until the sound of Cecelia's cheerful voice, a stark oddness to my current emotion broke through my thoughts."Hello... Good morning, every—" She paused, "Where's everyone?" Singing as she skipped into the dining room, looking like a perfect ray of sunshine.My lips pressed together jumping up to highlight my cheekbones in a dry smile that didn't reach my eyes, "It's nice to know someone's in a good mood after dropping a huge bomb yesterday."I stuffed a piece of toast into my mouth."What?" She took a seat beside me. "Don't tell me you don't agree that Jacob's handsome.""Are