Chained by a possessive mafia's love
Chapter 3 It's him
Now that I’m back, I will let him know who is the real king, a person like me who can destroy him or a person like him who only knows how to steal from someone else; I will show him who is a real man.
Now he will know that this city’s real king is back.
Everyone in this country should know what happens when someone touches his girl, which he has been guarding for five years.
Yeah, for the past five long years, each sells in his body, yearning for her; how could he give another person a chance to take her away from her. But he's worried about how she will react.
* Anna's POV *
I came downstairs with them, and they took me inside a dining room; I left in too much. Awe, I can not express how much the dining room was. If I run here for 2 or 3, I'm sure I can lose 3 or 4 pounds.
These rich people are too much, we middle-class people can't even afford our necessary needs in our daily life, but they do everything they desire.
I looked everywhere, but I didn't notice anyone else. Turning around, I looked around.
A man came to me. From his clothes, he looks like a chef or cook.
“ Madam, what do you eat, order anything you want,” he asked me like I'm the owner. Did he know I was here because someone kidnapped me?
you sure,” I
Yeah, madam, anything you want," he
" Cook me the person who kidnapped me, or just give me the person, uncooked will also do; I just won't eat that person,” I said while grinding my
in shock? I could see he was trying his
want to see the person who kidnapped me, " I tried to
Madam, I can't do anything about this; I'm just a chief; my duty is to cook for you,” he
sad face, I stopped myself from arguing
me; I'll not eat until I see that person. I sat down at the head chair of the dining
sat down, everyone
doubt if I sat on some bombs
tell me before you all give me a heart attack; don't
like they don't even exist here. I sighed; why did it leave me expressionless
please eat something; otherwise, we'll be in grave trouble, " A woman said
one tells me why I'm here or let's meet the person who kidnapped me, then I'll go on a hunger strike," I
up from the chair" I'm not a child that you all will coax me with food, I'll not until I saw the person even I have to die
you wanted to see " a voice came behind me, and I'm in
but I found the voice very familiar. Head to toe, my entire body
feeble; they can't support my
it's not him, not him. But no matter how much I try, my head is