OWNED BY MY MAFIAS BOSS

flinched at his voice and raised my head a little. I stole a glance at him, and my blood ran cold. Suddenly, I could

the numerous pairs of eyes on me. Yes, I could see the invisible question ma

turned my head in the direction of that whisper. It was an older woman talking to her friend. To be honest, I never dreamed of having to be dressed in th

will have to call off the wedding,” the priest said to Bryce. Bryce walke

ry it. It wouldn’t be right. I thought to myself, but at the same time, what has been right since I came into this church? If the priest w

to right. Maybe there was a secret door or something, but there was none. Deep down, I prayed that Adrian wouldn’t sho

run from our agreement. “Sara?” I turned to find Bryce staring at me with a soft expressio

t he had in store for me. He nodded and beckoned for one of his men to come. I stared at his suit. It wa

ST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY, ROURMED TO BE

afia gang. The government couldn’t arrest them because they were part of the government too, he

d. I whipped my head around, and my jaw came crashing down to the floor. Standing in f

ryce and then knew where he got his looks from. Suddenly, I wrinkled my nose. There was a strong smell of alcohol coming from him. Adrian. He reeked of a strong

him tried. He fell to the floor, and everyone gasped.

remony if he is not conscious,” the pr

of the altar. Bryce stood up and gri

ped to Adrian’s level. His anger had gotten a hold o

e stood up calmly and beckoned two of his men; they st

ryone gasped in shock. I, too, was not an exception. I couldn’

is ground. The men carried Adrian up again, and t

ly shaken. I had to hold my hands together to stop it from shaking. How much worse can this get, I wondered? Suddenl

ck are you?