THE MAFIA’S SWEETHEART : CHAPTERS 121 – 130

THE MAFIA’S SWEETHEART : CHAPTERS 121 – 130

BY NAOMI CINDY B.

CHAPTER 122

‘You still love it’ Clyde thought with a glad smile as he stared at her.

“Thanks for bringing me here, I only get to see them at the convent, but I’ve never seen them since I got here” she said, looking so happy as she continued inhaling the scent.

“You went to the convent after your parents and sister died in the accident?” He asked.

“No, I’ve been in the convent since I turned eighteen, and now I’m twenty” she replied.

“Oh” he said, and she nodded once.

“You didn’t experience memory loss for once?” He asked.

“Why?”

“Just curious” he replied.

“No I’ve never had it” she replied, and he nodded.

‘Not like you’d know even if you have’ he thought.

She continued staring at the roses, bending to pick one eventually.

“Maddona” he called, and she stood with a rose in hand.

“Are you gonna attend the party with Lord Rosario tommorow?” He asked, and she sighed.

“No, why?”

“If you aren’t gonna do that, then you can go with me as my friend, right?” He asked.

THE MAFIA’S SWEETHEART : CHAPTERS 121 – 130

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Beryl quickly looked up when the door to her room opened, and Leenox came in with her tray of food which he placed in front of her.

Since he talked about getting out of here yesterday, she has been trying to get on his good side.

“I’ll eat, just watch me” she said, opening the plate of food.

She picked the spoon and started eating fast, almost choking.

“Go slow” he smiled, his beautiful eyes glimmering.

“Ok… I’ll go slow” she replied, slowing down.

He smiled again, and she returned it quickly.

“So…when are you helping me to get outta here?” She suddenly asked.

“Don’t be too impatient” he smiled.

“But…how are you gonna do it?, The security is tight, and mum and her dog will always be around, why are you even willing to help me?” she replied.

“The security will lessen the day after tomorrow, boss and his woman will be out for an hour” he said, and she moved closer.

“So?”

“I’ll have it all planned out before then, we’ll get out” he whispered, and her eyes widened.

“Are you kidding?”

“About why I wanna help, I was sent” he smiled.

“By who?”

“Someone you’ll later get to know” he replied, standing up.

Before she could ask another question, he left the room.

“Will I… Really get out?”

THE MAFIA’S SWEETHEART : CHAPTERS 121 – 130

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