SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN

Noah closed his eyes as the rose fell on his face and shattered into pieces. He could feel the rose petals brushing his face as they fell to the floor. He shook his head and picked up a rose petal from his hair and glanced at it.

“You are so romantic…” he said in a rumbling tone a devilish grin curved across his face. Ashley frowned with her eyes narrowed at him.

“I don’t know how you managed to get past my security but get out of here. You are not welcome here.” She declared, closing her laptop in a rage.

“Why do you always have to be so arrogant? I came here to give you this.” He said, putting his right hand into his suit as he approached her. Ashley’s eyes were on his suit as he pulled out a golden envelope and extended it to her. Her eyes landed on the envelope. She crinkled her nose and reluctantly took it from him. She opened the envelope and pulled out the white card that was inside it.

“What the fuck?” She muttered as she fixed her eyes on the invitation to their engagement party.

“I don’t know why you always have to remind me that we are getting married.” She said, squeezing the card and the envelope in anger, she tossed them into the iron trash on the other side of her office. Noah didn’t utter a word; he was just smiling endlessly at her reaction.

He moved closer to her desk and placed his hand on it, moving his face closer to hers. She also fixed her eyes on him.

“I want you to come to our engagement party looking elegant, not hot.” He said and wiggled his brow before blowing a kiss at her. She scrunched her face and moved away from him. He drew another envelope from his suit.

“You didn’t think I brought only one, did you?” He said and placed it on the desk and drummed his hand on it before turning his back on her.

“Argh! I hate you!” She exclaimed, grabbing the new envelope, gnashing her teeth as she lifted it to throw it at his back as he was walking towards the door. He got to the door and opened it, turning back to look at her. He winked at her and exited the office.

“Asshole! I will never get married to you.” She said and fell to her revolver chair, turning to the other side as she opened the envelope to see the address even if she didn’t want to.

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Chris was driving the doctor whom Jake had booked an appointment with in the back seat of his car. The doctor was going through some files in his hand, pushing the glasses that sat on his nose up a little bit. He wanted to surprise Ashley by bringing the doctor to check up on her father early, and he also wanted to ask her for a bonus. He was grinning to himself as he was driving on the highway. Out of the blue, a black sports car came and overtook his car, blocking his path and also the other cars that were behind him.

“What is wrong?” the doctor asked as he saw that the car had stopped.

“I don’t know, but I have to check it out.” Chris said and took out a rifle from his glove compartment before getting out of the car.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“Get out of the way!” the people in the other cars yelled, sticking their heads out of their cars, and also pressing their horns. The noise of their horns filled the air. Chris stole a glimpse at them before he could take another step forward, he spotted Noah and one of his bodyguards that was always around him. He was holding a sniper with a devious look on his face.

“Hey, Chris, my man!” he said, walking toward Chris. Chris walked closer to him, clenching his fist.

“What do you want, man?” he asked.

“Nothing, I just want his life.” Noah said and held the sniper up. He narrowed his eyes at the car, and Chris quickly noticed he was staring at the doctor. He stood in front of the car, putting his hands in the air.

“Hey, what are you doing? Why are you trying to kill him?” he asked.

“Isn’t it obvious? That moron is going to ruin my father’s plan… so he is better off dead.” Noah said with a tight-lipped smile, pointing the gun at Chris’s stomach. Sweat started forming on Chris’s forehead as he saw the look on Noah’s face. He didn’t know how he knew about the doctor, but he didn’t want him to kill the doctor because he was the only one that could save Ashley’s father’s life.

“You can’t kill him; he is an innocent man with a wife and kids.” Chris said he was trying to buy time for the doctor to run away, but the doctor didn’t notice what was happening outside because he was engrossed in what he was reading.

“Get out of the way,” Noah said and put his eyes close to the scope closing one eye.

“No, I won’t leave. I won’t let you kill him.” Chris replied with a determined look on his face.

“Then die with him.” Chris said and placed his hand on the trigger. Chris narrowed his hand at Noah’s finger, watching him as he pressed it down. He was about to release his grip on the trigger when Chris jumped out of the way, falling to the floor with a great thud.

The bullet penetrated the glass of the car and pierced into the doctor’s head, creating a hole in his head with blood gushing out of it. He quivered and fell to the seat of his car, on top of his files. A smile curved on Noah’s face as the screaming people calmed down the moment, they heard the gunshot. His bodyguard placed his feet on Chris’s stomach, pinning him to the ground with a gun to his face. Noah opened the door of the car in a swift motion and gazed at the dead doctor.

“Mission accomplished.” He said to himself and shut the door of the car. He tilted his head to look at Chris and his bodyguard, who were both wrestling on the ground with their guns far away from them.