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Chapter 46: The Mafia King's Surprise
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[Juliette's POV] The limousine shot past under the overhead sign that pointed towards 'the United Republic of Theria (U.R.T) International Airport'. I jolted upright and stared at the broad, strong back. "Damn it, Ralph! You're into human trafficking too?" "I'm not in the mood for questions." Was his curt reply. "Miss Jules, please don't be mad at Mr. Ralph!" Thomas blared through the intercom. "He planned all this with us for your honeymoon." What! Apprehension stretched my gaze. Honeymoon, my ass! He's selling me overseas! And I'm not in the mood for a honeymoon! I need to stay calm and find a way to escape. A dry chuckle left my lips. Then, I murmured, "You're not in the mood for questions, but you're in the mood for holiday." He swung around with a smug grin. "Victory must be celebrated with bang, shouldn't it?" Asshole. He's rubbing my defeat in my face. I shouldn't provoke him—that would keep him alert. But I couldn't help it. Narrowing my gaze into a seething gla
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[Ralph’s POV} I watched my fingers caress her cheek, the silkiness of her skin sliding past the grooves of my finger pads. I pushed the fallen curls behind her ear, noting its shade. Do all women look this peaceful and angelic when they sleep? Or just her? I felt a smile on my lips and chuckled. I kissed the side of her forehead and observed her, my thumb admiring the soft skin where my lips were. I need to get you away, Juliette, to a place where the son of a bitch couldn’t reach you, so I can make you trust me again. This time, I won’t fail. I will get your trust. And once I get it, this time, I will hold it tightly in my hands. I will not let it slip through my fingers. A strategist never makes the same mistake twice. I will use any means to keep you, so the Lux business empire will be mine, and I can get out of this mafia hellhole. The plane would land soon. I better get some sleep before that. ***** [Juliette’s POV] A salty breeze filled my nose. The gentle swis
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[Juliette’s POV] I folded my arms, pretending to appear vexed. “What makes you think so?” Ralph blinked in confusion. “You’re so into clothes and grooming. And you seemed very enthusiastic discussing fashion with Monsieur Kugefield, so I thought—.” I grabbed my hips like a runway model showing off my white dress, its skirt dancing in the sea breeze. “Clothes maketh a man, don’t you think?” His laughter rang over the crashing waves. “Why do you laugh?” I wriggled my nose and snorted. “If business suits did the same as an A shirt, would you still wear them?" He scoffed. "You mean 'brand maketh a man'. Don't look at me like that, Juliette. That Miracle Dress is ten times the cost of one McLaren!" The remark appalled me. "So what? I can afford it." He rolled his eyes. "You mean 'me'–I paid for that." "With MY money," I retorted with a hard glare. With both hands tucked into his pockets, he chuckled and nodded in a knowing defeat. "You made your point." Then, he strolled ca
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[Juliette’s POV]Ralph’s face jerked up and he stared deep into my eyes, as though searching for something. Was it something I said? What did I say, I couldn’t remember. Ah well, it’s not important. I reached up my fingers to stroke his jaw, ticking my fingertips with his stubble, and giggled. “Do you love it when I touch you, Ralph?” He lowered his lips on me and kissed me, slow and tenderly, as though he had all the time in the world—as though he was making love to me with his mouth. I yanked his shirt off his shoulders and kneaded his warm, hard flesh of his barreled chest, the way he liked it. Then, I slid my hands around his waist to his back and clutched him closer, so he nestled between my thighs. He tore his lips away and stared at me. “I want to show you what I see when I’m inside you.” My eyes widened in shock and then flared in embarrassment. “Wait, Ralph—!” He pulled me off the table and turned me around to bend me over the wooden edge, so my breasts were crushed a
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