Claimed By The Ruthless Mafia

n my way. Just going to pick up Bella." Despite being a billionaire playboy, Bella was my childhood friend, and I cared about

e we were kids. She was a simple girl with an average appearance. Unlike other

ship for her further education, wanting to make her parents proud. Many boys tried to get her attention, but she didn't pay them any mind. The only boy who mattered to her was her best friend-me. I was rich, attractive, and considered one of the most desirable b

to get my number. They saw her as a way to introduce themselves to me. I knew Bella enjoyed havi

signments the night before. She had worked hard and attended classes throughout the whole week. Now she wanted some much-needed rest. S

ed her

ng, but she didn't pick up. I kept calling her fo

g her eyes, immediately yelling at the caller on that Sa

you're supposed to come with me for my family lunch. Come on, get up quickly and get

ung up. Knowing her routine well, I coul

teeth and took a quick shower. Choosing her usual attire for outings, she put on her worn-out faded jeans, which had become quite ol

, impatiently pressing the doorbell repeatedly. After persistentl

Bella hurriedly pulled me alo

for my family lunch," I complained, maki

you to your family lunch. You know I just wanted to spend my weekend relaxing

on't want to ruin my family lunch..." I rolled my eyes and continued, "Actually, they'd be delighted to see you there.

ekends with them while I'm away from home. I miss my family so muc

n't want to send her away for her studies, but Bella was ambit

h a beautiful garden and modern interiors. My mom, Savannah Knight, and dad, Anthony Knight

eetheart, it's been a whi

hem. My family treated her like their own daughter. My older brother and his wife were also kind to her. She felt at ease with them.

my father asked ab

l, Mr. Knight,"

visit us? I feel like he's forgotten ab

ery day, but he's busy with his job. Maybe he'

and life, accompanied by laughter and smiles. Bella, in particular, relished the homemade food, a

al human being. Ryder's previous girlfriend seemed to survive on

I love food. And luckily, I don't have a boyfriend

h. It's their choice," I retorted, slightly annoyed.

d of those model-like girls," my mother exclai

ment. My mother had a talent f

my mom retorted, rolling her

ld you like to join us as an intern?" Damon, my brother,

e me some valuable experience and a little bit of income," Bella replied with a

utable companies. He'll guide you better since

and nodded

ul banter that made the delicious meal even more enjoyable. After lunch, my mom ma

spirits, enjoying each other's company. Bella changed into one of my oversized t-shirts that went down to her knees,

ed on a film and snuggled up together on the couch. I threw a blanket ov

r. I had never seen her in any other way, considering she was ten years yo

eep together, as we often

me that no one else did. She had the ability to wrap me around her tiny finger e

for her. She held a special place in my heart that no one else could replace. I couldn't quite comprehend