Ruthless Mafia Innocent Love

Priya gave him an incredulous look, thinking he had completely lost his mind.

First, he came up with these so-called suggestions, and now this?

If she didn’t inform Mary about her whereabouts, Mary would surely panic and become anxious, which would be even worse than dealing with Mary’s reaction to seeing her wounded.

She was even considering staying here until her wounds healed, just to avoid adding to Mary’s anxiety.

What difference would it make if this was the solution he came up with? In both scenarios, it would only cause issues.

What was the advantage of lying in this case if this was the outcome? It didn’t make sense; she didn’t understand how he could even think it did.

“See, I’ve already given you options. What more do you want me to do now? I’ve presented all the options available, but if you don’t think any of them are right, then I don’t see what else can be done,” Priyank innocently defended himself.

He knew that the options he had given her might seem like solutions, but in the end, they didn’t lead to any resolution.

He did want that old hag, Mary, to know that Priya was with him, especially if she heard it from Priya herself; that would give Priyank some satisfaction.

He wanted to feel good when she heard that Priya had consented to come here.

And this penthouse was even out of Daisy’s sight, so there wouldn’t be any issues at all.

Then Mary would know just how much power he held. No one could simply come and take what belonged to him, and this time, if Mary tried, he wouldn’t be as forgiving as last time.

He was prepared to overlook the fact that she was close to Priya; he would do whatever needed to be done, no matter how Priya took it.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

He couldn’t always put himself back because of Priya; he had given her only one chance. Both Priya and Mary had already used up that chance, so there wouldn’t be another.

And now that Priya was here with him, of course, he was going to teach her a lesson and make sure she never forgot it.

In the washroom, it was just a preview. Nothing could be more dangerous than the whole picture he wanted to present to her.

The full picture would leave her with her legs spread wide, just like her mouth, but not before she had healed from these wounds first.

This full-scale lesson would be a reminder of who held the power in their relationship. Priya would understand that crossing him had consequences, and he would ensure she learned that lesson thoroughly.

In the end, Priya would be left with no doubt about where she stood in his world. He would make sure of it, one way or another.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but the suggestions you’re giving are all wrong. And why are you giving me that creepy look?” Priya asked, her body shuddering involuntarily.

For a while now, she had noticed how his expressions seemed unsettling, especially when he was silent. His demeanour was devoid of any warmth, his expressions dripping from his face like venom, sending shivers down her spine.

It scared her-what was he even thinking to look like this?

She wanted to know, yet at the same time, she didn’t, fearing what random thoughts he might be harbouring in his head.

“I am thinking about how to make sure your Mother Mary doesn’t find out anything,” Priyank snapped back from his thoughts, his words sounding creepier than intended.

“What!” Priya gasped, trying to make sense of his words. He had seemed lost moments before, but now he appeared to be planning something sinister regarding her mother Mary, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that he was capable of anything.

“Don’t worry, I’m just thinking about the plan,” Priyank reassured her, but his words did little to ease Priya’s growing unease.

“You don’t need to come up with a plan. I’m going to tell her something myself. You don’t have to do anything,” she insisted, her voice trembling with uncertainty.

“Why the hell do you sound so scared? I’m just thinking about what lie we can feed your Mother Mary,” Priyank said, trying to lighten the tense atmosphere.

Despite Priya’s obvious fear, Priyank couldn’t help but find her reaction somewhat amusing. It was as if she were already envisioning a crime scene in her head, and he couldn’t deny that he had the capability to bring that scene to life.

But now wasn’t the time for such dark thoughts. For now, he believed that Mary didn’t deserve to die-at least not yet.

“You can do anything. I don’t want you to think about anything, just don’t think,” Priya nodded, her voice trembling slightly as she played with her fingers.

She couldn’t bear the thought of Priyank’s mind conjuring up any more sinister plans. She didn’t need it. She didn’t want him to think at all. She preferred his mind to remain empty, devoid of any dark schemes that could harm others.

“So you don’t want me to think?” Priyank questioned, a hint of amusement in his tone.

“No, I don’t want you to think. It’s better for you not to think. Too much thinking can even reduce your eyesight,” Priya blurted out, realising the lameness of her lie but hoping it would divert Priyank’s attention away from his devious thoughts.

Priyank raised an eyebrow, clearly sceptical of Priya’s feeble attempt at diverting his thoughts.

‘Weak eyesight?’ Priyank thought, fighting the urge to burst into laughter at Priya’s excuse for not wanting him to think.

“Alright then, if you insist. I’ll refrain from thinking too much,” Priyank replied, his lips curling into a faint smirk as he watched Priya squirm under his gaze.

“Great.”

Priya let out a small sigh of relief, grateful that Priyank seemed to accept her excuse, even if just for the moment. But deep down, she couldn’t shake the lingering unease that came with knowing the darkness that lurked within Priyank’s mind.

“I’m glad you liked it, because honestly, I don’t think I need to do much thinking. You’re more than enough to handle all the dumbness,” Priyank said, a hint of sarcasm lacing his words.

Ding Dong!