My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Silence Means Yes

"Tsk."

Ashley clicked her tongue as she watched Lucian turn away without much reaction to her big heart gesture.

"Don’t get annoyed. It’s your fault," she told herself. "I should be thinking... now what?"

"You’ve gone back in time, and now what?" she asked herself, rolling her shoulders, unsure of what she should do.

After a second, a light bulb seemed to go off in her head.

"Heh." She smiled and happily skipped away from the ruined garden.

As she did so, she felt some disdainful stares from members of Dominion inside the manor. Even the maids didn’t bother hiding their displeasure.

One of the things that strengthened her determination to leave this place was that she never felt she belonged. Everyone would say hurtful things whenever they got the chance. Although Ashley was partly at fault, they already disliked her simply because she was from the Di Carpio family.

"What is she doing?"

"Wasn’t she punished after what she did yesterday?" another maid whom Ashley had just skipped past whispered to her companion, looking at Ashley’s figure in disdain.

The other one scoffed. "The master is too lenient with her. I don’t understand what he even sees in her."

"Women would line up for the master to look in their direction, but that evil witch just does whatever she wants."

As the whispers continued, Ashley headed straight to the library. Her reputation had already sunk lower than rock bottom, but she didn’t care about what others thought of her. As long as they didn’t cross the line, they could buzz however they wanted.

Without knocking, Ashley walked into the library and quickly spotted the little treasure of Dominion—her stepson, Primo.

Primo, who was quietly doing his homework with his tutor, paused. He slowly lifted his eyes, meeting his stepmother’s squinting gaze.

"..."

"You have a game console, right?" Ashley rested her arms on the table, beaming. "Can I borrow it?"

He didn’t answer, which was not surprising.

She had never once heard him speak, but she knew this boy wasn’t completely mute. From what she heard, Primo simply refused to talk after a traumatic event.

"As you can see, I’m on house arrest," she explained indifferently, then urged like a bully, "I don’t have a phone either, but you have a game console. Lend it to me."

"Silence means yes," she nodded. "Thanks!"

She knocked on the table and jumped off the chair, humming and skipping out of the library.

Primo pressed his lips into a thin line, worry clear in his eyes. He looked at her retreating figure, then closed his book and followed her.

If there was one thing he disliked, it was people going through his things.

Primo quietly followed his stepmother to his room, stopping behind her.

"Wow..." Ashley looked around the bedroom in awe. "I can’t believe that in all the years I’ve been here, I’ve never been in this room."

Her eyes twinkled before she gazed down at the kid. "Where is it, boy?"

"..." Primo blinked in confusion. When he shook his head to show his disapproval, she had already looked away and invited herself into his room.

Ashley walked around, touching some figures on the shelves. Every time she touched and set something down carelessly, the little boy panicked a little more and quickly fixed them back into position.

"Bingo!" She smirked smugly, rushing to the game console near the television.

Her eyes gleamed, but when she reached out, the boy’s hand landed on top of the console.

She paused, turned to him, and saw him shake his head.

"Hey, come on now," she frowned. "Just let me borrow it. I’m bored."

Primo pressed his lips together, his eyes sharpening as he pressed his hand on the console harder. Again, he shook his head.

[I didn’t.]

But knowing how stubborn she was and how she constantly defied his father, Primo knew she was vengeful. She was the witch of this household. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

[Don’t break it.] He wrote, only to see her beam happily.

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