Sold To The Mafia Lord

“What??” Marion’s eyes constricted as she rushed towards her daughter but was stopped by the burly guy close to Jolie who was still weeping on the ground.

Alexander stared at Luke “ready to sign the contract?? Or…..” Alexander especially stretched out the last part of his words and Marion gave Luke a very cold look that jolted Luke awake and he immediately got up from the bed and went to take the document from the table to read through it.

Alexander just sat there with both legs crossed as he waited for Luke to finish it.

Luke’s face slowly drained of blood as his face became as pale and white as a sheet.

Marion noticed that and immediately staggered to meet Luke and snatched the document from him to see the content of the document.

Luke was like a ghost as he couldn’t believe what he just read.

“This-this… this is absolutely nonsense! Bullshit….” Marion forgot etiquette as she cursed at the document at hand.

Alexander’s smirk deepened as Marion bravely spoke up, her voice clearly irritating him. Without hesitation, he commanded coldly, “Shut her up first!”

Marion’s eyes narrowed in anger and frustration as she jerked on Luke’s shirt, her voice filled with desperation. “Do something, you fool! Can’t you…?”

Before she could finish her sentence, a resounding slap landed forcefully on her smooth cheek. The impact was so intense that she felt her eye on that side close involuntarily. Pain mixed with shock surged through her, leaving her momentarily stunned.

Alexander’s satisfaction was evident on his face as he turned his attention back to Luke. Marion’s presence seemed to be an annoyance to him, a mere distraction from the business at hand.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“So, Mr. Robertson,” Alexander began calmly, his tone carrying an air of authority. “Sign the documents already. I’ll have my lawyers bring you the other copy, and the deal will be sealed once and for all!”

Marion bit her tongue, seething with a mixture of anger and frustration. She had been silenced, her voice rendered useless in the face of Alexander’s dominance. The powerlessness she felt in that moment fueled her determination to find a way to turn the tables.

Luke, on the other hand, was overwhelmed with shame and anger. He couldn’t believe that he was being manipulated by a mere child. His pride was wounded, but he knew better than to openly defy Alexander. The consequences would be dire, not only for him but also for Marion. Besides, the presence of the burly men surrounding them made it clear that any resistance would be met with force.

Luke’s mind raced, searching for a way out of this predicament. He had to find a solution that would protect both himself and Marion and Jolie was not excluded. However, the weight of Alexander’s power bore down on him, leaving him feeling trapped and powerless.

As Luke contemplated his options, Marion’s eyes met his, silently pleading for him to find a way to free them from this nightmarish situation. With a flicker of determination, Luke nodded almost imperceptibly, conveying his intention to find a solution.

Alexander watched their silent exchange, a trace of amusement playing on his lips. He seemed to relish the power he held over them, reveling in their helplessness. To him, they were mere pawns in his game, and he was the puppet master pulling the strings.

Taking a step closer to Luke, Alexander’s voice dropped to a low, menacing whisper. “Remember… no strings, else…”

Alexander didn’t need to complete his sentence.

Luke was so baffled but he nodded nevertheless and said with shaking voice”Alex y-you….”

Mr. Luke’s attempt to address Alexander was immediately cut short by a cold voice that belonged to the assassin accompanying him. The assassin’s tone was filled with disdain as he corrected Luke, saying, “It’s… Mr. Ron.”

Luke’s voice faltered as he tried to regain his composure. “Yes, yes, I understand now. Please pardon me…” he stammered, nodding repeatedly in affirmation.

As the gravity of the situation sank in, Luke’s nervousness became even more palpable. He cleared his throat, attempting to steady his trembling voice. “Mr. Ron, you know we are in-laws. You can’t possibly do this to the father of your wife…”

The mention of Luke’s connection to Amelia, his wife, struck a nerve. The burning rage that had simmered beneath Alexander’s cold exterior flared up once again. He seethed at the audacity of Luke and the perceived intrusion into his personal life.

Alexander firmly believed that he was the only one qualified to utter Amelia’s name, to hold any connection to her. He resented the fact that others, like Luke, had contributed to her suffering. The mention of her name only served to add more fuel to the already burning fire within him.

In a chilling voice, Alexander commanded once more, his words laced with vindictiveness, “Destroy his legs!”

Luke’s eyes widened in shock as he gasped, his face turning pale. The full weight of Alexander’s words hit him with a jolt of terror. Whose legs were they referring to? His own? The mere thought sent shivers down his spine.

Marion watched in horror as the scene unfolded before her eyes. She knew that Alexander was capable of great cruelty, but she had never imagined that he would stoop so low. Her heart raced, and a cold sweat broke out on her forehead as she desperately searched for a way to protect Luke from this unimaginable fate.

As the burly men moved closer to Luke, their intentions clear, Marion’s survival instincts kicked in. She lunged forward, placing herself between Luke and the men, determined to shield him from harm. Her voice trembled with a mixture of fear and defiance as she pleaded, “Please, Alexander! Don’t do this. We can find another way. Let’s talk about it…”

Alexander’s gaze hardened as he regarded Marion with a mix of contempt and amusement. Her futile attempts to reason with him only fueled his sadistic enjoyment of the situation. He took a step closer and leaned close to Marion.

“You disgust me Marion…. playing the good wife role??” Alexander scoffed loudly “Then you should at least explain to Mr Robertson why you choose to sleep with his Butler and pin the pregnancy on Him…”