Chained by a possessive mafia's love novel Chapter 3

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?

“ Anything I want, are you sure,” I asked with a hiding meaning.

“ Yeah, madam, anything you want," he answers me confidently—actually overconfidence.

" 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 teeth tighter.

Did he look at me in shock? I could see he was trying his best to gulp his fear.

“ If you can't forget it, I'm not hungry; I want to see the person who kidnapped me, " I tried to be polite to him.

“ Madam, I can't do anything about this; I'm just a chief; my duty is to cook for you,” he said as he was going to cry helplessly.

Seeing his sad face, I stopped myself from arguing with him.

“Then don't bother me; I'll not eat until I see that person. I sat down at the head chair of the dining table.

Just as I sat down, everyone screamed, which frightened me.

Looking at their shocking reaction, I doubt if I sat on some bombs or not.