Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss

Dante was waiting outside of Mireille’s room, pacing around worriedly, not minding his leg.

“Mireille..” He mumbled her name and punched the wall.

“Boss.” Ditto called worriedly.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

“You are injured. You should be in your room, please. Miss. Mireille will be fine.” Ditto said.

“Just shut the fuck up. She is in a coma, Mireille is in a coma.” Dante groaned, trying hard not to let the tears roll down.

“Where is he?” James raced in.

“You bastard!” He yelled immediately he set his eyes on Dante and without caring about the state of Dante, he punched Dante down.

Ditto stood back, not wanting to get involved in a fight between his boss and James.

“You fucking bastard! I told you! I told you not to stay with her! I knew you would not be able to protect her, bastard! I knew you would not be able to!” He punched Dante to his satisfaction before pulling away with bleeding knuckles.

Dante pulled himself to sit on the floor, lacking the strength and the will to get on his feet.

“Where… Where is she?” James asked and Dante could only point to the door.

“She is being settled in by the doctors. She… She slipped into coma.”

“Oh my! Mireille!” James gasped, feeling his knees go weak. He regretted having given his consent to this relationship. He should have held onto his sister and send her off to Austria, regardless. He should not have let her stay with Dante.

“You promised me to protect her, Dante. You promised me.”

“I… I am sorry.” Dante choked on his words as the door opened and the doctor stepped out with two nurses behind him.

“How is she?” James rushed over to the doctor.

“And you are?”

“Her brother. Her only family.” James replied.

“She is in coma and we can’t tell what will happen eventually. We will try our best to ensure that she stays alive, though.” he replied and James let out a hot, shaky breath.

“Can I go in and see her?” He asked.

“Not yet. The nurses have one more to do in there. Once they are done, you will be able to go in to see her.” the doctor replied and not getting a response from James, the doctor bowed slightly and walked off.

“Listen to me, Dante.” James crouched down in front of Dante.

“If anything at all happens to Mireille, if she… If she dies, I will kill you with my very own hands. I will strangle you and kill myself too. I will put an end to the both of us, I swear.” He swore.

“And if she survives, if my sister survives, I will take her away from you. I won’t let her spend another second with you and this time, I won’t give her a choice to stay with you. I will yank her away from and make sure you never lay your filthy hands on her again.”

“Ditto ” Belinda came rushing in.

“Linda.”

“Where is she? How is she?” Belinda asked.

“Miss. Mireille is in coma at the moment but she will be fine, hopefully.”

Belinda crumbled down to her knees.

“Mireille is in coma… Maybe if I hadn’t lied to her that I wasn’t home, maybe she would have come see me instead and none of this would have happened.” she sobbed.

“No, don’t blame yourself.”

Dante just bowed his head, tears silently rolling down. Just a few months ago, he could have sworn that nothing could make him cry but here he was with tears constantly rolling down.

He wished he was the one in coma and not Mireille. There was no reason for him to be alive if she wasn’t in his life. Dante let out a grin as he decided that if Mireille lost her life, he would be leaving the world with her.

She was the only meaning to his life and if she wasn’t in his life anymore, he had no reason to stay in the world.

“Ditto” Dante called.

“Yes, boss?” Ditto walked over to Dante.

“Done a check on who those men were?”

“Yes, boss. I found out that he was Mr. Romano’s (Dante’s father) right hand man and had fled when you took over. He started up too but hasn’t been able to get a grip of things over the years”

“Such a person, such a loser caused Mireille to be in there”

“What should I do to then, boss?”

“Nothing. Just keep them locked up. I will deal with those bastards myself”

“Yes, boss”

*

The dawn of the next day.

James walked into the doctor’s office, his face still sullen and his heart aching.

“Mr. Mathieu.” the doctor called and motioned him to take a seat.

James nodded slightly and sat in a chair, opposite the doctor.

“I wanted to ask a question.”

“Please go on.”

“Did Dante… Dante Romano ask about the baby in my sister yet?” James asked.

The report that had been handed over to him showed that the baby inside of Mireille was still alive and James had no idea if he should be happy that Mireille’s child was still alive or if he should be sad that the baby might make Mireille stay back with Dante.

“No, Mr. Romano seems to be very broken at the moment.”

“And the report hasn’t been shown to him?” James asked.

“It hasn’t, Mr. Mathieu.”

James let out a sigh of relief.

“I need you to do something for me, doctor.”

“And what could that be?” The doctor asked, raising a brow.

“I need you to lie to Dante Romano that the baby is dead and when my sister wakes up…. Which I know for sure that she will, I will need you to lie to her too that her baby is gone.”

“Mr. Mathieu.” the doctor frowned deeply.

“I am sorry but I can’t do such.”

“I will pay you whatever amount you want. Look, I won’t be harming the baby and eventually my sister will realize that the baby is still growing inside of her but when she wakes up, I need her to believe that the baby is dead.”

“Why would you even want that, Mr. Mathieu?”

James sighed softly. He believed that if Mireille believed that the baby was gone, she would develop an amount of hatred for Dante and he would be able to get her to leave the country swiftly during this time. Dante also would not be a problem anymore because he would feel way too guilty than to try to stop Mireille from leaving.

Once Mireille started out a new life and found out she was still pregnant with Dante’s child, James was sure he would be able to convince her not to come back to Dante and just live her life peacefully.

“It’s really complicated.” James replied eventually.

“What if Miss. Mireille doesn’t wake up in the next two or three months and her baby bump starts to show, it will be found out then.” the doctor replied and James nodded.

This only had a 50 percent chance of working but he was willing to bank on that 50 percent.

“I know that but I am hoping Mireille would wake up before then. I will pay you any amount you want.”

“Any amount, you say?”

“Any amount.” James affirmed.