All Chapters of NEVER KNEW HE WAS A MAFIA : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Tricia POV Waking up the following morning, my mind started thinking of all that had happened to me the past few years, how Morgan showed me his brutality, but in all this, I still chose to love him. "I now understand that I am the most stupid person in the world," I said as hot tears began to fall down my eyes. I wiped my eyes immediately thinking of everything that could not be solved through tears. "I need to look for a solution to this. Weeping won't help," I said, nodding to my words. For years since my parents died, I have only been stupid, looking for ways out of my brother, clutched with tears. What did my tears profit me? Nothing! Absolutely nothing, but a marriage with someone more worse than my brother. Can these tears save me? I have been weeping since I got married. A phase of my life that is 'till death do we part ' One of us has to die, and that would be me. "But I can't just give up myself without a fight," I said. I have no one to stand up for me, my move

Tricia POV I didn't also go to the shop today. My heart was on drafting out my escape plan. I won't only draft it out but study it so as not to make a mistake. Funny how Morgan thought I wanted to poison him. If I wanted to, I would have done it since he began to let me out. "Oh, right," I said, looking at the book I had with me. I took out my phone and took a picture of a plan I had made. As I thought about my plan of escaping, I felt a pain surge within my heart. It was hurting. Tears fell from my eyes as I thought of Morgan. I have only shown him love, but what did he show me? He said he cares for me, but that is only for the outside world to see. "I can't be fooled again," I said to myself. Minutes later, I heard Morgan's voice. What? He is back so early? Immediately, I shoved the Jotter and pen that was with me aside and took a blanket which I used in covering myself. Nothing must go wrong. If Morgan chooses to check this room out and sees me, he should see me cover

Tricia POV All that should be on my mind is escaping, not love. The day got clear, and Morgan walked down. He had a suit on while I hadn't gotten dressed. "Here," he said tossing an orange cloth to me. What does he want me to do with the clothes? "What is this for?" I asked, my eyes not meeting his gaze. "I will be back in the evening with some of my friends, and will like you to wear this to meet us," he said moving close to me, and gave me a peck. To his surprise, I reciprocated back giving him a peck. This was the first time in a long while, I saw his smile in this way. My heartbeat hastened as I saw him smile, but I couldn't be fooled by his smile. "Get me my meal," he said. "On it... Master," I walked into the kitchen and told him what to do. Although he didn't allow me to cook the last day, he told me to get his food, and I was okay with it. When he was done eating, he left him. Seeing him gone, I folded my hands biting on my tongue. For years, I have thought he

Tricia POV "This is my story," I said flipping my hair backward. "Mr. and Mrs. Loyd died in an accident." "That I know," the old woman said. I wore a sad expression but had to say the truth no matter how painful it was. "It wasn't an accident," I said, itching my head. Oh, goodness, what am I saying? "The accident was caused by Alex who blamed me for their death." I took a deep breath looking at the woman. "Never would I have thought of that," I said. "I am my dad's daughter, but mom step daughter. Alex is my stepbrother." Paulina nodded like she knew all along. "Alex's girlfriend is more deadlier than he is," I said. "You mean Cherry," she said, and I nodded. Wait, how did she know Cherry? A smile crossed my lips as I thought of her staying in this society. She may have seen Cherry one day or the other. "Don't you have suspicions about Cherry?" Paulina asked. Suspicions? Why would I suspect Cherry, and for what? "No, I don't," I said. "Very well then," she said and

Selena POV No one knew who I was, all they saw was a woman covered in dust. I needed to study the area. It's been two years since I had last been here. The last time, I spoke with Morgan was the last day I showed my face. Foolishly, Tricia thought she had escaped. That veil would be my weapon against her. The Indian man who sold the veil to her was planted by me. He was sent to monitor the movement of everyone coming out from there. You may ask where I lived. I lived with some ladies of dirty jobs. Some of them were prostitutes, while some always got clients who wanted to go on a date with them. Some were always called to behave like girlfriends, while some were criminals. I wasn't close to anyone of them. They don't disturb me as I brought in my own money. My mind shifted to Morgan, and my chest pounded. "Morgan, you are mine," I said. It was hard for me to get Drake whereas I have decided never to give up. I was still spying on Morgan's life. "Has Morgan fallen head ove