Mafia KIng and his Obsessed Slave

front of her. He smiled warmly while adoring her and replied, "Bye, Mart

en up. Let's eat lunch together; your father is coming after a few minutes." Her moth

ant lawyer, but he had enough time to spend with his wife and daughter. "Yes, dear, he said h

up. After taking a cold shower, she came out of the bathroom wearing a comfortable pair

her room to open the door. "Welcome, Dad!" Her father hugged her and patted her head softl

, "Yea, yea, such a sweet daughter, and what about your wife? Isn't she sweet?" She as

ey both high-fived their hands together, making Isabella shake her head at them. Martina and her father

ice, but in the evening there is a business event where many rich and powerful people are going to

pout formed at her rosy lips. Her father's chest got tight as he said. "Hey, hey, little miss, do

on "As I said, there are going to be rich and powerful people along with some mafias, and I really don't want you to get

lled with many dangerous people," he spoke softly as she shook her head. "But you will also be there in between tho

at her lap, accepting the defeat. "We don't want to risk you, baby," her mother cooed as Martina silently no

r. Martina always cried whenever her parents raised their voice at her; that's why she always does what they told h

a simple party in her nineteen years of life. But today she had gotten this golden chance, and moreover, the

glanced at him to confirm if he was lying to make it up for her or actually telling the truth.

eless nodded and said. "Ok, ok, now let's eat lunch, or it will get cold due to your emotional blackmailing.

Martina helped her mother with dishes and went to her room to take a rest. She gl

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till wet from the shower, so I let them open. A thought of today's event crossed my mind a

I take some deep breaths to calm down my racing heart and tensed nerves. I'm not co

, and I drifted into my dreamland as the faint sound of the fan rotating over my head echoed