All Chapters of Claimed By The Mafia King : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

[ Arielle ]I took countless pictures of the vineyard, sky, birds and mine. It took me by surprise that Vincent quietly handed his phone to me and stayed behind when I ventured freely in the vineyard and clicked many pictures. I was taking my selfie when I caught him staring at me. He was leaning on a poll.“Vincent, please let me take a picture with you.” I requested him.“I am fine here, Arielle and if you have taken enough pictures, give back my phone.” He said with a bored expression. I pouted and walked to where he was standing.“One picture won’t hurt you, Vincent.” I said and blinked my eyes.“What’s the use of our picture?” He asked me with a raised brow and I won’t lie, it hurt me.I lowered my eyes and shook my head, “It’s okay. Here’s your phone. Thank you for letting me use it.” I stretched out my hand to give his phone back.He took it from me without saying a word. I turned my back to him and started exploring the vineyard, the workers were excited to have us there, they

[ Arielle ]“I can’t believe I’ll be living to see this day, dear brother.” I crossed my arms and saw my brother glaring at me, he was sitting behind a glass wall which separated us. He’d not hurt us because there were more than two dozens armed guards on both sides.“It is your sick scheme to get your revenge, right?” Adrian sneered at me like a pissed off cat.“I am not like you, Adrian. Your father dearest made the deal with my husband. You should be feeling grateful to him that he spared your life and from where I can see, you’re living a much better life than mine at our father’s home. I can’t see a single scratch on your body. Do you really think Nikolai would show mercy on you?” I arched my brow at him, I challenged him to answer me.“I never asked father to beat you. It used to be your faults which led you in trouble and get punished.” He defended himself and right in that moment, I wanted to smash his pretty face.“Right, it was always my mistake. I deserved to be beaten like

[ Arielle ]I don’t realize when I slept while crying my eyes out. All the happiness that I felt in the day, those blissful moments, they were blurred by the harsh rejection I received from Vincent. I don’t know what was the deal with him, he treated me like a trash. When I woke up next day, my whole body was aching due to sleeping on the floor. It was carpeted which saved me from freezing.I looked at my face in the bathroom mirror, my eyes were puffy and veins were visible due to crying for hours.“What were you thinking, Arielle? Vincent will accept you and give you a princess treatment? Wake up and live in the reality. You were always unwanted, an abomination and you’ll die like this. So, don’t dream for love and care.” I mocked myself looking at my reflection in the mirror.I cleaned my face and had a long shower. The last thing I wanted was to face Vincent if he was still present in the house. I changed into comfortable jeans and loose top. I didn’t want to live according to the

[ Arielle ]His lips were moving smoothly against mine while his hands roamed on my back, it sent a sensual wave down my spine. My hands were paralyzed, I couldn’t process what just happened, was he kissing me in real or it was another hallucination.“Fuck! I don’t know how long will I be able to hold myself back?” He cursed against my lips then I realized, he actually kissed me. I had his taste in my mouth and this closeness, it was very intimate and ignited a new flame inside me.“Holding yourself back from what?” I asked him, even though my breath ditched my lungs.His grey eyes pierced through my soul and his hands moved southward and rested on my butts. My pupils dilated, no man had ever touched me there.“From not having you, Principessa.” He said huskily, he wasn’t much drunk but the way his eyes changed their colours from grey to dark like stormy clouds, I gulped down.My legs were getting weak and my body was getting hot.Did he just say that he want me?“Wha…what do...you me

[ Arielle ]I lazily opened my eyes and the first thing that came into my view was a grey wall, plain grey wall in the light coming from the window and I realized it wasn’t my room because my room has off white walls and a lot of paintings and my pictures.The memories of last night came back in vivid pictures and reality dawned upon me. I was laying naked, covered with a blanket. I slept with Vincent De Niro, my husband. I was the one who accepted to be his wife and I tried to move my body. I had soreness all over my body, especially my lower region, the slight ache between my legs was the reminder that I was no longer a virgin.I turned my head to find him but the bed was empty beside me. My heart sank. The last night was very beautiful. He treated me gently, not for once he made me feel that it was just sex but more than that. The way he made it easier and enjoyable for me, I couldn’t describe it in words.Again, I shouldn’t be keeping my hopes very high. He allowed me to be his wi