My BF’s Her Sub, I Inherit Mafia

Chapter 3

"Do I not even have the right to break a perfume bottle when I don't like it?" I looked at him and let out a cold laugh.

Niels watched me in silence, just like he had when we first met. A faint hint of pity flashed through his eyes, so slight that it was almost impossible to catch. The suffocating silence made every second feel painfully long.

As the person who controlled the entire group, Niels was never someone who acted without thinking. The lyrics playing in the car, the strange silence during the call, and my sudden outburst all connected in his mind. The impossible guess he had tried not to consider slowly took shape.

It seemed he had finally figured it out. "You found it out?"

I tilted my head slightly and didn't answer. The color drained even further from Niels's already pale face.

He grabbed my arm, his words tumbling out in panic. "No, no, that's not what happened. Ainsley, you have to listen to me."

For a moment, I wanted to stop pretending, throw the intimate photos in his face, and demand to know why he had cheated on me. But I couldn't do that yet.

I still needed a charming man by my side for tomorrow night's candlelight dinner. I had already arranged the entire styling team, and even the i********: caption had been written and saved.

A special day I had spent so much time preparing for was supposed to bring endless sweetness. Instead, I had to accept a cruel truth and pretend it was a beautiful red rose. Was love really this heartbreaking?

I pretended his reaction was funny. "I was just upset and needed to vent. What are you doing, Niels? Why are you apologizing?"

The strength around my arm eased slightly. This time, Niels tilted his head and looked at me. He repeated my words, sounding uncertain, "Upset?"

I tapped his muscular chest with my fingertip and smiled. "Yeah. I haven't eaten all day. Then I came home and found out you didn't prepare dinner for me. Of course I was unhappy."

As a boyfriend, Niels had always been nearly perfect. Since I loved having a private world just for the two of us, he only hired someone to clean the house occasionally. Most days, he cooked for me himself. No matter how exhausting work was, he was always willing to prepare a meal for me.

The reason was unexpected, but it still made sense. Niels's Adam's apple moved as he finally relaxed and let out a quiet breath of relief.

He reached up, gently brushed my hair, and said in a loving tone, "Then go rest for a bit. I'll take care of this and make dinner for you."

The sudden touch made my entire body tense. Fortunately, Niels withdrew his hand almost immediately.

When night arrived, candlelight illuminated the room. Dinner was far quieter than it used to be. Niels clearly struggled with the silence and tried several times to start a conversation, but each attempt was easily shut down by my casual replies.

I slowly swirled the red wine in my glass and spoke in a relaxed tone. "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything you want."

I raised my eyes to him, my expression unusually serious. "How do you define loyalty?"

Niels's hand froze as he lifted the fried egg toward his mouth. He slowly placed his fork down and met my gaze. With the most heartfelt expression, he said, "Loyalty is something that exists above love."

"Above love?" I gave a small nod, then deliberately acted naive. "So does that mean every couple should have it?"

Niels smiled faintly, "Yes. Love can fade as time passes, but loyalty ensures that two people never betray each other."

My voice turned colder, "What about you? If one day you no longer loved me, would you still choose to remain loyal?"

"That day will never happen." He leaned slightly closer, his eyes filled with seriousness and affection. "I swear on my honor and my family's name. There will only ever be one person in my heart, Ainsley. You will be the only one I love."

It was the same promise he had made over and over again. The same tenderness he had always shown me. If I hadn't received Helena's photos, if I hadn't seen the marks left on his neck, maybe I would have cried tears of emotion just like I did in the past.

I sneered inwardly, but I put on a sweet smile and acted affectionate, "Niels, thank you for loving me so much. I'm really happy."

Before he could answer, I added, "Anyone who betrays someone deserves to end up in hell. Niels, do you agree with that?"

Niels didn't notice the hidden meaning behind my smile. He simply shrugged. "Of course. Babe, you're too kind. Hell would be far too easy for someone like that."