In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance

Chapter 109: Seeing Emanuele Get Close To Chloe

Chapter 109: Seeing Emanuele Get Close to Chloe

Isabella really wanted to strike back at Chloe, to respond to those dirty words he had said. But, for some reason, her mouth felt sewn shut. She couldn't seem to open it, couldn't utter a word. Fear, like insects, crawled into her body. Chloe had already moved away from her, and she took a step back, looking at Isabella.

"Anyway, congratulations, Isabella. You managed to marry such an outstanding man. I don't know where you found such luck."

"Better than your luck, Chloe. You'll never find a man as good as him your whole life," Isabella finally managed to speak, a significant breakthrough.

Isabella saw Chloe's face turn dark with anger, and she found it rather amusing. Chloe was just as she remembered, but now, she was no longer living with him. She was Emanuele's wife, a mafia queen, and Chloe couldn't bully her like before.

She needed to have more confidence to face Chloe.

Chloe turned to leave, her face red with rage. Isabella found it funny, too. Chloe was nothing now. She wasn't living with Chloe anymore, and she was Emanuele's wife, a mafia queen. Chloe couldn't bully her like before.

Isabella believed she needed more confidence to confront Chloe.

Chloe left, wanting to slap Isabella, wanting to knock her to the ground, wanting to kill her. But the banquet was filled with people, and since Isabella was Emanuele's wife, many people were watching her. She didn't dare threaten Isabella in a low voice. She could only go up to her and insult her.

Damn it, Chloe felt so frustrated. It had been a long time since she felt this way.

Where was Emanuele? In the study?

At this moment, Emanuele was in a video call with James, discussing their assignments. Even though today was his birthday party, work had to be done.

Besides, he didn't have the mood to celebrate his birthday. He organized this gathering for Frederick's benefit, to show him his power. If Frederick was wise, he should be hiding like a rat in a dark corner, avoiding any trouble. Otherwise, when he found him, he would make him pay for provoking him.

Just then, there was a knock on the study door. Emanuele thought it was Phillip coming to find him, so he said, "Come in."

As the door opened, and he saw Chloe, Emanuele's brows furrowed slightly. He ended the video call and locked his phone.

Chloe had stayed here before for some time, so she paid attention to where Emanuele stayed and knew he liked to work in the study.

In the living room, Chloe hadn't seen Emanuele, so she guessed that he must be in the study working on something. When she entered the study, she was right; there was Emanuele.

Chloe couldn't hide her admiration and longing as she said, "Emanuele, I didn't expect to find you here."

Chloe's worshipful expression made Emanuele frown, and his expression turned ice-cold.

"Do you need something?"

"Oh my God, is this how you talk to family members?" Chloe seemed genuinely surprised, but she kept moving closer to Emanuele.

Then her hand touched Emanuele's hand, which was on the table. The moment their hands touched, Emanuele ruthlessly pulled his hand back. His gaze was as icy as his voice when he said, "You are not my family. Get out of here."

He growled in a low voice, filled with disgust and warning.

"I just feel like you shouldn't marry Isabella. There are better choices for you, and marrying Isabella is a mistake," Chloe didn't seem to be afraid of Emanuele's threats. She walked over to Emanuele and extended her hand, touching Isabella's arm, feeling the strength of his biceps.

She fantasized about being pinned under such a strong man. That must be quite enjoyable, right?

On the other side, Isabella had been waiting for Emanuele for a long time. They had already started preparing for the speeches, and the guest of honor hadn't arrived. So, Isabella decided to go look for Emanuele.

When she reached the study, the door was slightly ajar, and she saw Emanuele. She was about to call him out when she saw Chloe standing beside him.

In that moment, Isabella felt her blood turn to ice. Her body went cold, as though she had fallen into a freezer. What did she see? Chloe standing right next to Emanuele, very close. Chloe was talking and laughing with him, touching his arm and looking at him with desire in her eyes. And Emanuele didn't move away.

He clearly disliked others touching him, but he didn't avoid Chloe's touch. The same Chloe who had caused her years of pain, leading her to develop claustrophobia and rely on medication to maintain emotional stability.

The other was the man she deeply loved.

Now they were so intimate, just like lovers. It made Isabella tremble all over, her breath becoming increasingly labored. She felt like she might stop breathing at any moment. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

At that moment, Chloe seemed to sense her gaze. She turned to look at Isabella, and their eyes met. Then Chloe gave her a triumphant smile.

Isabella felt her head was about to explode. She quickly turned and fled. From her purse, she took out a pill and swallowed it. If she didn't take the medication, she felt like she would die. Even so, tears streamed down her face.

Why did this happen? She thought that as long as she remained calm and didn't show her love for Emanuele, she wouldn't be hurt, she wouldn't suffer. But now, even just seeing Emanuele standing next to Chloe was enough to make her feel like she was dying.

Isabella took a deep breath, feeling as if it hurt to breathe, as if a knife had scraped across her chest. Emanuele's gaze grew increasingly murderous as he watched the bold woman in front of him. How dare she touch him?

Emanuele didn't like physical contact, and he didn't like being touched by anyone other than Isabella. This woman had caused her great pain and suffering. She had claustrophobia because of her and needed medication to remain stable. But now, she was witnessing this woman touching Emanuele without any restraint.

It was like pouring salt on her wounds, reopening old scars. Isabella felt her world collapsing.

Emanuele had always been aloof and cold, but now she saw him in an intimate moment with Chloe, and he didn't resist. She couldn't bear it.

Isabella's panic and distress grew until she couldn't take it anymore. Her body gave out, and she fled from the study.

However, Chloe sensed her presence. She saw the way Isabella looked at them and the pain in her eyes. Chloe turned and looked at Isabella, their eyes meeting. She felt a rush of triumph.

Isabella felt her brain was about to explode. In a panic, she fled the scene. From her purse, she took out a pill and swallowed it. Without this medication, she felt like she would die.

Despite that, she couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

Why did this happen? She thought that as long as she remained calm and didn't show her love for Emanuele, she wouldn't be hurt. She wouldn't suffer. But just seeing Emanuele and Chloe together was enough to make her feel like she was dying.

Isabella took a deep breath, feeling like it hurt to breathe. Her chest felt like it had been cut with a blade.

Emanuele's murderous glare intensified. He watched the audacious woman, who dared to touch him?

This made him want to kill her. She was Isabella's cousin, but she had caused Isabella so much pain, even making her suffer from claustrophobia, a condition she needed medication to control.

Chloe was determined to seize Emanuele, and she thought she should be the one standing beside him, not Isabella, the woman who had lived in the dirty gutter.

But when she saw the pained expression on Isabella's face after witnessing her intimacy with Emanuele, Chloe felt pleased. Isabella must have misunderstood. That was great. She hoped Isabella would misunderstand and that she could divorce Emanuele and marry him. That would be even more perfect.

Chloe wanted this man, and she wanted him madly. However, in the next moment, Emanuele suddenly pulled out a gun and aimed it at her.

Chloe's smile froze on her face, cold sweat forming on her forehead.

"Emanuele, you wouldn't shoot me. We're family," Chloe said.

The black barrel of the gun turned her face pale, and her legs began to tremble. She couldn't be sure whether Emanuele would actually shoot her, but it felt like something he could do.

"Now!" Emanuele shouted loudly.

After Chloe came to her senses, she stumbled out of the study. She closed the door behind her and walked a good distance before she could regain her composure.

Oh my God, Emanuele wasn't someone to mess with. But this only made Chloe want him even more. She licked her lips, hoping to one day make this man submit to her.

Then Chloe saw Isabella entering the bathroom, and she gave a cold smile. As Isabella was about to close the bathroom door, Chloe pushed it open forcefully and squeezed inside.