The Valisteen Princess
Mia Valisteen was thrust into a dangerous world when her mother married Ray Valisteen, a feared Mafia lord. At just fourteen, she learned to navigate the treacherous life of the Mafia Princess, her every move watched and exploited by her stepfather’s enemies.
On her eighteenth birthday, Mia was kidnapped by Dylan Griffin, known as “The Devil,” who sought revenge against her stepfather for a betrayal that destroyed his family. But Mia proved resilient, escaping Dylan’s clutches and disappearing into the shadows of Italy.
Four years later, Mia has become a legend in her own right—a powerful Mafia boss feared by all. But her past catches up to her when her best friend, Mimi, is kidnapped by none other than Dylan. Forced to face the man who shattered her life, Mia is dragged into a dangerous game where love and hate blur, and loyalty is tested at every turn.
Dylan’s obsession with Mia becomes his greatest weakness. As their worlds collide, Mia and Dylan must decide whether they’ll destroy each other—or unite to bring down those who betrayed them both.
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Chapter: Chapter 92: Under the Kitchen LightChapter 92: Under the Kitchen LightDylan’s POVThe house was still.Most of the others had retreated to their rooms or scattered across the estate after the exhausting day. I stayed back, alone in the dining room, nursing a glass of water I hadn’t touched in over twenty minutes. The silence was thick—too thick to ignore—but I welcomed it. Silence never lied.The creak of the kitchen door broke that peace.I didn’t have to look up to know who it was. I recognized the sound of her steps, measured and patient, and the faint rustling of the sweater she always wore when she needed answers. Sarah.I set the glass down and looked at her. She stood by the doorway, her gaze steady, unreadable.“We need to talk,” she said, her voice low but not harsh.I nodded once, silently rising to follow her into the kitchen. The overhead light flickered once before settling into a pale yellow glow that cast long shadows across the counter. She walked to the far end and leaned against the sink, arms crosse
Last Updated: 2025-05-02
Chapter: Chapter 91: A Fiery Farewell and Forbidden FlamesChapter 91: A Fiery Farewell and Forbidden FlamesMia's POVThe moonlight shimmered on the river like scattered silver, but all I could see was the boat cradling Mimi’s body, gently swaying as if the water itself mourned. Lanterns floated above, their flickering flames casting halos over the gathered clan. The air was thick with a reverence so heavy it made breathing feel like trespassing.I stood at the edge, feet planted in grass damp with dew, fingers clenched around a bottle of aged whiskey. My pulse thudded hard in my throat. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end.I couldn’t look away from Mimi—her dark curls pulled back with the crimson ribbon I had chosen, the familiar leather jacket resting on her shoulders like armor. The black dress hugged her like she still had somewhere to go. And in her hand, a single wildflower I had tucked there myself, picked just before the ceremony began.The silence was broken by Ashton’s voice. Rough. Shaky. Full of a grief I recognized too well.
Last Updated: 2025-04-26
Chapter: Chapter 90 – Ghost Signal 2.Chapter 90 – Ghost Signal 2.Mia’s POVThe tires crunched against the gravel, loud in the otherwise deafening silence that filled the car. As the estate’s main entrance loomed before us, glowing faintly under the dim porch lights, the engine gave a soft sputter before Dylan brought the car to a stop.Before it even fully parked, I shoved the door open and stepped out.Cold air slapped my face, rustling strands of hair across my cheeks, but I didn’t react. My boots hit the ground with purpose—measured, unshaken. I didn’t wait for anyone. Not Dylan. Not the others.My hands were still. My breathing was level.And my face—stone.No grief. No rage. No tears.Only silence.Behind me, Dylan opened the back door with the kind of reverence that belongs to sacred things. He moved with slow, calculated care, like each gesture carried a weight he wasn’t allowed to fumble. And then he emerged, holding Mimi in his arms.Her body.Blood had dried on her skin and soaked into her clothes. Her curls,
Last Updated: 2025-04-25
Chapter: Chapter 89: Ghost SignalChapter 89: Ghost Signal(Mia’s POV)It started with a whisper. A feeling. Like something wasn’t right.The estate was quiet—too quiet. Victor had gone radio silent again, eyes always on the window, as if expecting someone to break through it. Alison kept herself busy, but I could feel her watching me when she thought I wasn’t looking. Everyone had their routines, their coping mechanisms.Except Mimi.She hadn’t shown up for breakfast. Or lunch. I hadn’t seen her since yesterday.I asked around.“Maybe she’s training again,” one of the guards said with a shrug.But someone else—one of the newer recruits—looked nervous. “I saw her,” he said quietly. “This morning. Thought I was imagining it. She was heading toward the north wall… looked like she was in a hurry.”A hurry?No one else saw her. Everyone was equally busy.Panic started to claw at my chest.I ran back to my room and grabbed my phone, praying she'd just gone on a walk and forgotten to text back. But there was nothing. No new
Last Updated: 2025-04-18
Chapter: Chapter 87: Fractured Lines (The Betrayal)Chapter 87: Fractured LinesThe Betrayal(Mimi’s POV)Days passed in a haze after we returned to the estate.The bruises faded, but the weight didn’t. Victor was quiet—dangerously quiet—and Mia hadn’t left his side, except for the occasional walks to clear her head. Alison stayed alert, tense, as though expecting something to go wrong again. Me? I threw myself into training, cleaning, anything that could distract me from the feeling that we had failed.Then I got the message.MIA: “Need to talk. Alone. Same spot as before—urgent.”I didn’t hesitate.We hadn’t spoken since that night. Not properly. I figured she needed space, but the sudden text felt like a shift—like maybe she was ready. And I was desperate to fix the cracks between us. I didn’t even stop to wonder why she wanted to meet alone, or why she sounded so... unlike herself.I slipped out past midnight, using the gaps in the estate’s new patrol routes. The wind bit at my skin, and the forest whispered warnings I chose to ign
Last Updated: 2025-04-12
Chapter: Chapter 87: Fractured LinesChapter 87: Fractured Lines### Part I – My Descent (Mia’s POV)I remember the cold bite of the night air as we slipped out from behind the high walls of Dylan’s clan estate. I, Mimi, and Alison had long shared a rebellious streak, but tonight—tonight it felt different. There was an intensity in our hearts, a mix of defiance and dread. We’d disobeyed orders once more, driven by the desperate hope of finding Victor before something irreparable happened to him. I clutched my side, not from pain but because my pulse roared in my ears as we crept through the labyrinth of back alleys.The moon was a thin crescent in the sky, and its pallid light barely touched the ground. “We shouldn’t be this far out,” Alison whispered, her eyes darting around in the darkness as though expecting danger at every turn. I couldn’t help but agree. But every step was driven by the memory of Victor’s last call—a single, cryptic text that hinted something was very, very wrong.Following a series of hastily scraw
Last Updated: 2025-04-10
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