Sold To The Mafia Lord

Amelia gazed at the man on the chair and she sighed deeply.

She felt a pang in her heart as she looked at the empty bottle of wine, did he have to get himself drunk in order to sleep??

Landing her eyes on his stomach, it was so thin and flat.

‘Guess he didn’t even eat dinner’ Amelia thought as she felt remorseful, she should have not be injured so seriously, she should have woken up from coma early, she shouldn’t have wasted time.

Amelia raised her hand slowly to touch his face, she was so slow so as not to wake him up.

Her hand was about to touch his hair when a tight grip held her hand and she let out a gasp.

Amelia widen her eyes as she saw the man open his eyes slowly and they both locked gazes.

Alexander was just looking at the face close to his face, His brows were joined in a frown.

“Why-why do you look like my wife??” Alexander asked with his eyes half opened and half closed. A bit tipsy.

Amelia tried to free her hand from his grip but his grip was so tight on her.

“You suddenly come in here with my wife’s face and barge into my room!” Alexander said slowly as he stared hard at her before a smile replace his face.

Amelia was not having any of this anymore as she said “Mr Alexander Frog! Can you get your hands off me??!!”

Alexander Frog!!

Alexander immediately snapped his eyes open to take in who was standing before him.

When he heard that Alexander Frog! He immediately remember who always referred to him as frog, If it was not Ron Bastard, it would be Alexander Frog!

And the only person that calls him those weird names was Amelia.

Alexander kept staring at Amelia with wide eyes, he didn’t even know when his hand slip and let go of her hand.

The room was dark and it was as if time stopped.

Alexander was sitting on the couch with Amelia between his legs as she was in a bending position, as she scanned him.

“Am-Amy??” Alexander let out a low question, unsure of who he was seeing, He didn’t blink even for a second, afraid that she might disappear if he blinked for a moment.

Was he hallucinating right now??

Alexander slowly imitated what Amelia always did as he used his finger to pitch his arm and it tinge.

Surprisingly, Amelia was still there gazing at him.

Amelia sighed and took two steps back and Alexander immediately held her hand with a tight grip.

Afraid she might leave him again.

His eyes carried a lot of emotions as he stood up, his drunk state had wear off a bit.

He held Amelia’s hand and his eyes kept looking at her with a pained expression that he had to bite his lower lip.

Amelia was so emotional at the moment as she stared at her husband who she hadn’t seen for weeks now.

They had made promises to each other! To be safe and be with each other but she broke the promise.

She used her other hand to hold his face and let him hold the other hand.

She kept looking at him with a loving gaze but just then, Alex’s Expression changed as he grabbed her other hand and held the two together and turn their position around.

Amelia was stupefied for a while, not knowing what he was up to this time around.

Alexander knew he was being immature now but he had to clarify this.

He sat Amelia on the chair he was sitting on previously and lean on her, as he asked under gritted teeth.

“To be sure you are truly Amelia and you didn’t undergo a plastic surgery like Mahogany….. What was the last thing I told you before you left home??” Alexander searched her eyes for answers.

He had asked to be sure nobody had impersonated Amelia just as knight had mahogany impersonate Mrs Gale.

But within him, he really wished this was the real Amelia, because he had a lot to do with that woman.

A lot!

Amelia rolled her eyes at him but he knew that he was only being cautious.

She didn’t even know about this ‘mahogany’ he was talking about.

Nobody was to be trusted anymore.

Amelia released her grip from Alexander hand in full speed and dragged on his hair and Alexander was speechless when Amelia smashed her lips on his.

It happened so fast.

For some reason, he didn’t retaliate and he didn’t know why.

He was always weak against Amelia and couldn’t resist her.

If it was someone else, he would have immediately defend himself when she was about to hold his head.

But he didn’t retaliate knowing fully well what she wanted to do, he had wanted her to kiss him.

He remember the familiar feeling he felt whenever Amelia asked him to lean down so she could whisper in his ears.

And she would hold his head tightly, this feeling was also the same.

Amelia let go off his lip as she looked into his dreamy eyes and she scoffed loudly “Shame on you! You can’t even identity your wife!”

Alexander blinked numerous times as he was just looking at her.

He didn’t know what to say, should he just swallow his pride and beg her to kiss him again?? He wanted her lips on his again.

“Well you told me we had a long talk by evening before I left for the columbarium and I’ll tell you the secret you told me…. You’re the owner of SSA, That’s Square silencer Assassins!”

That….

That was the only prove needed, Nobody knew his other business except Phoenix, Sly, Ghost, Twenty five, Himself and Amelia.

Not even twelve or twenty and the others knew about it.

His mother doesn’t even know talk more of his dad.

Amelia knew it.

Alexander immediately dragged Amelia out of the chair and Amelia yelled “Can you be a little gentle??”

Pah

Alexander spank her ass softly with a frown “You broke a promise! where have you being?? Did you know you almost killed me of hypertension?? Huh!!!”

Amelia was just gawking at him speechlessly…All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Where was she supposed to start??