Imprisoned by My Mafia Lover - Chapter 15

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

{Yuna Burgert’s perspective.]

The butler led the way and introduced, “The first floor is mainly the front hall, the reception room, the dining room, and the kitchen. You can choose to come down and eat according to your preferences, or the servants will send it up for you.

“The second floor is the reception room on one side, and the guest room on the other side. The third floor is the master’s place, and servants can not go up. There are elevators on both sides, and your information has already been recorded.”

I was dizzy from listening. I was still immersed in the fact that such a large house belonged to me. I did not recover from the shock. I felt that I needed to calm down and digest it alone.

“Miss Yuna, do you want to eat dinner in the dining room or in your room?”

I glanced at the endless dining table in the dining room. It could allow dozens of people to eat together. Would I sit here and eat alone? What a joke!

“Tl eat in my room.”

In less than a second, I made my choice.

“Okay, Miss Yuna.”

“Tm a little tired today. I want to be alone for a while. Can I go back to my room first?”

“Of course. Your luggage has already been placed in your room.”

The butler lowered his head and said, “Miss Yuna, the menu for dinner has been sent to your room. Whenever you want to eat, we’ll send it to your room after you order it. There’s a bell in the room. If you need anything, just press it.”

“Okay, thank you.”

“It’s what I should do, Miss Yuna,” the butler said. Then he asked worriedly, “Do you really not need me to send you to your room?”

“Nope. I can reach my room by using this elevator, right?”

“Yes. Then I wish you a happy life!”

‘The butler helped me to press the button for the elevator.

I finally have the time to be alone!

Tlet out a long breath in the elevator. From the day before yesterday to today, it had been less than 48 hours. I felt that my experience was more colorful than in the previous 18 years! From the Burgert’s Young Lady to the head of Alex’s fiancée, from birth to death, I let out a long breath.

The elevator door opened. Even though I was mentally prepared, I was still stunned by the luxury before me.

The floor was made entirely of marble. There were almost no signs of splicing. The beautiful patterns were naturally beautiful. In the middle was a golden glass chandelier. The ceiling above the chandelier was engraved with the family emblem of the Alex family. It was obvious that it was hand-drawn by

a famous artist.

A few white leather sofas were arranged in a mess. A small marble table was interspersed in the middle. There were also flower racks beside it. Facing several French windows, the ancient wooden structure was made of fine materials, which neutralized the luxury of leather and the hardness of marble. On

both sides, there was a transition space with an arch structure. The arch was made of Magnolia, and one could feel the warm wooden texture when one put one’s hand on it.

Through the arch, there was a small living room. The sofa was arranged in an l-shape, and on the other two sides, there were walnut bookcases. Behind the bookcases, there was a 100-inch television screen and a remote control switch. Further on was the dining room, with a small kitchen with bright

color next to it, adding some liveliness to the room.

Behind the bookcase was a corridor. I tried to walk from room to room, but I gave up the idea. It was too big, and I did not want to get lost. It would be too humiliating. I suddenly regretted not having the housekeeper come up with me. Next time, I would better have someone take me.

I felt a little hungry and remembered that the butler had said that I could have my meals brought up. I simply went back to where I had come from, leaned back on the sofa, and ordered a few dishes.

As I waited, I thought about the events of the past two days. Would Andrew really be so kind as to give me such a big house to live in?

I did not need to do anything, and I just needed to pretend to be his fiancée in front of others? What did he want from me? If… If he really treated me so well, was it the right choice to run away from him?

“Ding…”

‘The elevator rang.

‘The food was ready? I walked over in surprise.

The elevator door opened, and I met a pair of evil and domineering eyes. I saw a smile on the man’s face.

“Throwing yourself at me so willingly, my dear?” A deep voice sounded in my ears.

I never expected that the person in the elevator would be Andrew!

For a moment, I did not know what to do. Just as I was hesitating, Andrew’s hand had already placed on my waist and carried me up.

“Hey, Andrew, put me down. Let me down!” I exclaimed.

He carried me onto the white sofa and let me sit on his lap.

I felt a little uneasy and tried to break free.

“Don’t move,” Andrew whispered as he leaned against my neck.

… Put me down.”

Andrew’s azure eyes stared at me. I was being stared at by him, and I could feel the heat on my face. This seemed to please him. He finally let go, and I jumped down, stood to one side, and lowered my head, not daring to look up at him..