A Night with Mr. Mafia

"Pel, let's go home," said Oliv, feeling uncomfortable in the club.Olivia Ethana Mateus was the granddaughter of Simon Mateus, who owned Switzerland's largest health research company. Her cousin, Penelope Alberta Mateus, stood in front of her."Come on, Oliv. We should have some fun; it's a bachelorette party before your wedding to Aland tomorrow," Penelope said."It's late," Olivia complained, feeling uncomfortable in such a place."Relax. Drink this first," Penelope said, handing her a pink cocktail glass. Without thinking, Olivia gulped down the drink."Um, it's sweet," Olivia said, looking at the empty glass."Yeah, you like things that don't have a strong aroma and aren't bitter," Penelope replied."Yeah, right." Olive's gaze on the empty glass became more and more blurred. "Ugh, I'm suddenly sleepy," she muttered."Really?" asked Penelope, noticing Olivia's pale face and heavy eyes."You're drunk, Oliv.""Um, really? I'm usually a strong drinker," she muttered, finally losing c

"How is this?" Olivia complained, walking back and forth in her room. "My grandfather has indirectly kept me here, so I must marry Mr. Holand. I can't! I don't want to!" moaned Olivia in frustration. She walked closer to her room's window. Her room was on the second floor. "I can't keep quiet and let Aland get the wrong idea. I have to go see him," Olivia muttered.She hurriedly changed clothes and carried a backpack. Then she opened her wallet."Only 500 dollars?" How is this?" she muttered in frustration. That amount of money wouldn't even be enough for a week's worth of lodging and food. "What about this? But I can't just stay here either," she muttered. "I don't know who tricked me into something this complicated. I was supposed to get married to Aland today, and we're going on our honeymoon to Paris," she sighed. Finally, after thinking for a long time, Olivia decided to escape through the window of her room on the second floor. Carefully, she opened the window and looked dow

"Sir, Miss Olivia ran away from her room. We found a cloth hanging from her window," reported Loye, Olivia's grandfather's assistant."I knew it; she must have gone to Aland," Simon said. "Leave it to yourself; don't look for him. I want to see how long he can survive outside without the facilities I provide.""Yes, sir."If possible, monitor him remotely to prevent him from recognizing your presence. After all, I don't want my grandson to be hurt or harmed by others," Simon said."Yes, sir."On the other hand, Olivia woke up from her sleep when she heard the roar of a car engine. She got up from her position and climbed out of bed. She walked to the window and peered in front of the villa."The bastard cat is leaving," she murmured. "Good. I can escape from here."Olivia saw Zayden walk out of the villa in a fancy, very expensive suit. When the handsome man walked in, his men had already opened the car's passenger door. Before getting into the car, Zayden turned his head towards Oliv

"Argh!" Zayden lowered Olivia's body onto the bed. "Damn Bengal cat! I'm going to report you for kidnapping and murder!" Olivia shouted.Zayden smiled while there. "Do it if you can survive until tomorrow," Zayden replied casually."Ugh, you bastard cat!" A very annoyed Olivia threw a pillow at Zayden, and the man brushed off the pillow several times.Annoyed, Zayden leaned towards Olivia and enclosed Olivia's body with her large body. One hand grabbed Olivia's neck."Stop being so insolent. I could break your collarbone right now," Zayden threatened."You're the cruelest human!" Olivia said it with teary eyes.Zayden smiled while there. "Yes, I am."Olivia gave Zayden a very sharp and hateful look. Zayden's hand on Olivia's neck moved to caress the beautiful woman's jaw. To keep the hand away from her, Olivia moved her head several times."Tsk, how unfortunate your fate is. Even your future husband doesn't trust you at all," Zayden said, making Olivia frown."You investigated my iden

"What do you mean, Loye? Does Oliv live in that big villa at the end of the gate?" asked Simon in shock."That's right, sir. Loye clarified that our confidant, who is monitoring Miss Olivia, provided the report."Reportedly, the person living in that villa is not ordinary," Loye said. "He is a dangerous individual who plays an important role in Switzerland."Simon frowned and stared at Loye. "Who?" asked Simon."Young Mr. Sanders," Loye said, and he managed to make Simon very surprised."What do you mean, Sanders?" asked Simon."That's right, sir. That's the news I got," replied Loye."How can that child be related to the Sanders family?" Simon muttered. "So, what's Oliv's condition? Did he not experience coercion or abduction?"No, sir. Every day, the people we send out try to sneak around and watch her movements in the villa. And she seems to be moving freely there," Loye explained."Very well." Simon said, "You can leave; just monitor