Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (android pdf ebook reader .txt) 📖

You're Killing Me, Kitten

27

A Week Later 

6:45 AM

*Alarm Buzzer* 

“Babygirl wake up. It’s your college time,” Nathan whispered in my ear after kissing my hair and caressing it smoothly, while one of his warm arms was wrapped around my waist strongly.

We have been sleeping in the same room since our first sex and he started treating me like his wife already which I think is sweet. I must say. 

“Ahm... Already!?” I said in a groggy voice and stretched my hands to exert my laziness away. 

“Yes sleepyhead, already! Now get up and rock your last day,” He tugged the strand of my hair behind my ear and kept peppering my cheek with kisses. He started tickling my tummy and I responded to him with loud choked giggles, 

“Ahh… Ahhh… Honey, it’s… so ticklish now, Please… I feel like dying… oh,” that’s what I kept saying during my giggles, 

“Then get up now or I’ll be doing it more,” he warned me with a mischievous grin and got up from me. 

I narrowed my eyes with a smirk, “Is that a threat or a challenge?” I asked while batting one eyebrow up and getting up from my laying position, 

“What if it is a challenge?” he counter-questioned while crossing his arms and crooking his head, 

“I would retaliate. without any mercy,” I replied while standing up on the bed and attacking my arms around his shoulders, I pounced at him and crossed my legs around his standing-tall waist. He chuckled at my behaviour.

“I would love to resist then,” he said, kissed my chin longer than expected and strode towards the bathroom. 

“Alright, I’ll help myself onwards,” I informed him as he was already dressed up in his navy-blue Armani suit to leave for the office. I didn’t want to trouble him more. 

“But I can do it better,” he whispered lightly under his breath which quickly filled butterflies in my stomach. 

I didn’t do debate over this and let him get me ready for the day. He gave me a nice warm bath, chose my outfit and fed me breakfast with his own hands. Nathan has begun acting like a caring husband, he also drove me to my college and dropped me off with a kiss. 

 

In My College

8:15 AM

My class will start at 8:30 Am but I’ve arrived early. I walked in the class and sat on my respective seat, as I sat and was busy putting my books on the table, a loud thud beside me grabbed my attention, 

Within a second, I turned my face to see what exactly happened. My eyes immediately locked on the desk which was clearly messed up with books just now, then I looked up to see who did this and found out the same mysterious girl I met a few weeks ago. 

We didn’t talk after that creepy day with her or maybe she wanted to have a chit-chat but I completely ignored her, so she stayed away from me but today, I guess she’s having a bad mood. 

To confirm my guess, I said, “Hi” with a smile, 

First, she looked at me with the corner of her eyes and then she turned her face towards me, “Hello,” she said coldly. Confirmed she’s having an anger issue, I thought.

“You okay?” I mumbled politely, I was not calmed by her messed-up aura.

“Hmm, think so,” she replied while keeping her eyes on her desk and hands arranging the books. 

“You can share if anything’s bothering you. I’m here,” I offered her. She looked at me for a second then said, “hmm, okay” and that was cold plus rude. 

“What’s up?” she asked me even when I thought she didn’t want to talk to me, 

“Nothing much, what about you?” I guessed it was the safest answer to shoot, I kept my head into her direction, 

“Seems like happening much, you’re *pointing a finger towards my ring* wearing that ring in your wedding finger,” oh no. 

I lowly chuckled in anxiety, “Ah, you got your eyes here, haha,” I wanted to end this topic somehow. I don’t want anyone to give me that ‘who’s the one’ look, I should’ve been better it took the ring off but I can’t as Nathan wouldn’t much like it, So, all I can do is keep myself away from the gossipers and survive like a ninja.

“So, what’s the story? Are you getting married or what?” she questioned me as she sat on her chair, 

“Ah… umm… yeah I mean, yes, I’m. I’m getting married,” I was too nervous to answer straight. 

“Whoa, who’s he and you didn’t invite me. Won’t you invite any of us?” she questioned me with irritation while crossing her fingers together. 

“Actually, I’d love to invite you all but it’s like a private wedding, just a few family members… o-otherwise you all were highly welcomed,” I tried to put a picture in front of her but I guess she wasn’t buying it well, 

“Hmm, I get it. At least tell me, when are you getting married girl, as your classmate, I should know better,” she gave me a sympathetic look but I know trusting her much would cost me a lot,

“Coming Sunday,” I mumbled while shifting my eyes to the board, 

“WHAT? ARE YOU… are you for real?” The shock I saw on her face was really difficult to understand, I couldn’t get why she was so in shock, “I mean, it’s early for you or are you knocked up?” she gave me a bitchy-concerned look, 

“No, it’s nothing like that, just my family wants us to get married fast,” I lied again, and God, it’s so hard to keep up this way. 

“But I heard you’re an orphan and I also see you’re an International student too, I saw you going in that department and your accent, it was also American when I first met you,” she caught me red-handed right off the bat while narrowing her eyebrows.

“I’m adopted,” I couldn’t think of anything else right now and just that moment the bell rang and my mouth escaped a sigh in relaxation. 

“Oh, so are you marrying your fake brother,” she said before the professor arrived and it seemed as if she slapped me on my face, what she said was disgusting enough to listen and I ended up controlling my anger by making fists. 

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