Seducing the Mafia Boss Chapter 15

Because of anger, my chest rose and fell violently beyond my control. I simply didn't know how to scold him properly.

"Have you forgotten your identity? Returning to the country so openly—aren't you afraid of really being arrested?"

Ethan licked the corner of his mouth, looking at me thoughtfully.

I was in such turmoil now, how could I care what he was thinking? I just kept giving orders.

"Lucas, go prepare my private car."

"As for you, I'll personally drive you to the port. Once you get out of the country, don't ever come back in this lifetime."

Seeing me worried like this, Ethan instead laughed happily.

"Victoria, I knew you had feelings for me."

He ignored my resistance, forcibly embracing my waist and kissing the corner of my lips.

"You're worried about me, right?"

"But this kind of thing should be said directly to me next time. No need for outsiders to get involved."

I didn't know if Ethan truly wasn't afraid to die, or felt his power could infiltrate the mainland.

Despite my repeated urging, not only was he not anxious to leave, he even forcibly squeezed onto a chair with me.

I was completely numb and too lazy to avoid his intimacy.

Lucas saw everything, but felt terrible inside.

"Ms. Shaw."

He pressed his thin lips together, pretending calmness as he took out the medical kit.

Regardless of the dirty floor, he directly knelt on one knee before me.

"Your hand must hurt. Let me spray some numbing spray."

Lucas had always been silent and quiet.

But the look he gave me now carried indescribable stubbornness.

I'd seen this look in myself countless times. My heart immediately sank.

Didn't Lucas see the knife Ethan carried? He really didn't want his life.