All Chapters of NEVER KNEW HE WAS A MAFIA : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Morgan POV "Morgan!" She called on seeing me but I shook my head. "Take care of yourself," I said when I had finished eating and walked away. I walked to the room remembering all that took place today. Beams of sweat started dropping from my face and I felt hot. Minutes later, I felt calm. Anyway it was nothing to me. I sighed thinking of how I killed the group. It would have been good if I had little fun with them before killing them but anyway, they are dead. I took out my phone and began to stare at various numbers. This made me bored and I went to check on a photo album that I stored by a corridor. "I wish you were still alive," I said touching someone's face. It made me remember how he was brutally murdered although till now I do not know who killed him. I was going to find out who murdered him but not now. I kept checking out the pictures in the album and saw some people who were murdered in my front. "I will get your revenge," I said scrolling through many picture

Tricia POV I nodded my head to Nikita while I picked up my phone scrolling through the internet. Some time later, I heard the sound of a vehicle. Nikita sat up and told me to wait. Why does my heart feel like something is off in Nikita's behavior? Seconds later, the door opened and Bernard walked in. "Can I see him?" He asked and I nodded pointing up the stairs. With a nod, he walked up the stairs and came down some minutes later. "Thank you for caring for him," Bernard said and I smiled. "It's nothing. After all, he is my husband," I responded. Bernard nodded and unwrapped a paper that was on his hand. "What is that?" I asked, curiously. "Here is what you will need to do," he said handing me the paper. I read the contents in the letter and shook my head with a smile. "I'm only to talk with him," I said and Bernard nodded. "Are you ready?" He asked. "Do I need a handbag?" I asked. "No," he replied. I nodded and looked at Nikita who I felt weary about. "You should le

Tricia POV "All you told me back then was false," I screamed and he laughed. "It's our rule never to love a lady," he said. I gritted my teeth and wanted to pound on him. My heart was broken, I needed a clear head. I couldn't take in what he was saying. I rushed upstairs but before I could get to the second floor, a hand pulled me back. "Do you think you can run faster?" Morgan's voice asked and he pulled me downstairs. He made me kneel beside him and laughed going to take his seat. "Do you know that I still care for you?" He asked. "If I don't then why won't I have gotten my revenge on Alex long time ago?" I only looked at the murderous man in front of me. There is no liberty for me in this house. "You believe that you are my wife," he said with a smirk. "Just because we signed a document under the law." I didn't understand what he was trying to say. Being married requires us to be married under the law else it will be said that we are cohabiting. "Well," Morgan said smil

Miguel POV I opened my eyes and everything was blurry. Meanwhile, I heard Tricia call my name and other voices were talking. "Am I dead?" I asked and the voices laughed. "You are still drunk," Someone said. "You have a low immunity for drinking." Suddenly, I remembered that I had drank with them and the man who gave me a job, Tricia's husband, was one of them. My eyes cleared and I looked around seeing eyes staring at me. "It wasn't strong," Tricia said. "What is with the act?" I looked at her trying to get what she meant by that. "What is it with the questions?" I asked and she sighed. "I have never drank Alcohol." She nodded her head looking at me while Morgan laughed. "You will get used to it, soon," Tricia said to me. "You need to drink more of it so that you will be immune to it," a man said. I nodded my head and looked at Morgan who walked to me. Morgan gave me a slight tap on the shoulder and smiled. The person who was seated next to me got up while Morgan sat c

Miguel POV During our introduction, we spoke casually with everyone. There was no formal or informal introduction. I picked up my phone when Rose wasn't looking and texted Tricia. "Morgan is a sweetheart, Selena loves him but he chose you," I wrote. "If he claims to only care for you, it also means he loves you," After sending that, I looked at Rose who happened to turn to me. "Is anything wrong, Miguel?" She asked. I shook my head looking at her. "I saw a trace of your phone," she said. "Oh yes," I said bringing out my phone. "I was communicating with someone." "At this time?" She asked and I nodded. "The only person you should be communicating with is our dear princess, Camila," she said. "You just mentioned someone important and not Tricia," I said. I could see her shocking expression but it didn't make me care. The world doesn't revolve around Tricia. There was once a time that my world revolved around Tricia, but now it doesn't. "It seems you are angry with your