My Fiance Left Me for My Friend, I Found A God Mafia Who Truly Loves Me

He said, "Are you happy now? The baby is only two months old and you won't be satisfied until you push Angelina to death? I found the heart donor, I arranged the surgery. If you have a problem, take it out on me, don't go insane at Angelina!"

I watched the two of them echoing each other's lines, I suddenly laughed.

My face full of mockery, while I said, "Right. It's all your fault. You forced her into bed, she didn't do a thing wrong. She knew she was dying, so she decided to enjoy herself with her best friend's man. You're so kind. So noble. You two are a perfect match!"

Clayton was enraged and lunged toward me, ready to strike.

After years of training kicked in, I dodged instinctively. But I lost balance and fell hard onto the steps.

Agony from an old wrist injury shot through me like a knife. Cold sweat beaded on my forehead.

Angelina came over, she pretended to help, but deliberately collapsed onto me to worsen the injury. I couldn't hold back a cry of pain.

Clayton sneered coldly, "You’re still pretending? I didn't even touch you!"

Angelina apologized meekly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ... Sienna, are you okay?"

I flung her away with all my strength, I yelled, "Spare me the act. I don't buy it!"

Clayton's patience ran out. His face turned completely cold.

He said coldly, "You don't know what's good for you. Angelina's upset because of you, now you're going to buy her medicine! If you don't get it right, don't even think about leaving! You owe her this!"

Clayton ignored my struggles and grabbed me by the neck and shoved me into the room.

I clenched my teeth against the seared pain in my wrist and pounded on the door. I shouted, "You're insane! Let me out! Clayton, you'll regret this!"

He didn't stop, he kicked the door hard from outside. He shouted, "You're the insane one! Not until you admit your fault, stay in there!" With that, there was silence beyond the door.

The pain in my nearly fractured wrist left me unable to move. In the darkness, training memories flooded my mind.

Clayton knew I was afraid of the dark. Countless nights, he had held me to sleep. When nightmares woke me, he had handed me calming medicine.

But now, he had locked me in this hell for another woman, with his own hands.

My strength drained. Tears silently slid down.

Laughter drifted from upstairs now and then. I heard Angelina said, "Clayton, Sienna's afraid of the dark ... maybe we should let it go today? I didn't even get hurt anyway."

Clayton didn't care, he sneered, "That's exactly why I picked the basement. If we don't teach her a hard lesson, she'll never learn. You've still got eight months until delivery. What if she bullies you while I'm away? Her temper needs to be broken."

Angelina giggled playfully and asked on purpose, "You're so annoyed with Sienna, then why you want to marry her in the first place?"

Clayton answered, "No choice. All the rich girls in our city have bad tempers. I heard Sienna trained overseas six years ago, she's more stable than the rest. That's the only reason I considered her."

After a pause, Clayton suddenly chuckled and added, "Oh right, she's trained, not delicate. She'll make a good nanny for you. That way, I don't have to worry."

Upstairs finally went quiet. My body grew colder, as if I'd been tossed into an endless ocean. No end in sight.

Six years ago, I met Clayton by accident during a mission.

Just as I was about to be discovered by bodyguards, he pulled me into a corner. His cold lips brushed mine and he deepened the kiss.

The bodyguards thought we were just a couple fooling around and walked away.