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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY ONE: HE'S GONE
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31 DAYS WITH HER BILLIONAIRE MAFIA DADDY CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY THREE: FIGHT FOR LOVE
Luca and I left the creepy building. We'd tailed a truck to a Corinthian building.There were so many questions I wanted to ask, but now didn't seem like the right time. Luca was carefully leading us through the back. We were headed for a tunnel-like passage."This way," he whispered, turning into a narrow corridor lined with ancient stone. I stayed close, my fingers brushing the wall for balance."How much further out?" I asked, trying to steady my voice.Luca glanced back, looking behind me like someone was following us. "Almost there," he told me. "But once we cross the threshold into the holding rooms, there are cameras. Sensors. We won’t have long.”“Is that where Vince is?” I asked, gripping Vince’s bloody watch tighter in my pocket.We turned a final corner, and there it was—a steel door, set into the wall like a vault. Strange symbols were carved around its frame, and just above it, a blinking red light.“I think so,” Luca muttered. “The moment we open it, we’ll have two minut
31 DAYS WITH HER BILLIONAIRE MAFIA DADDY CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY TWO: TO FEAR THE UNKNOWN
My boots squelched against the wet leaves as I hurried after Bianca, the cold air freezing up my bare skin. I should have taken a coat. Every shadow felt like someone was watching. Every rustle of wind sounded like it carried a warning. The deeper we walked into the woods, the more scared I got because why did it feel like Bianca was setting me up?"This better not be a fucking trap," I muttered under my breath, but I knew she heard me.Bianca didn’t turn or reply to my statement. She just kept walking, weaving through the bushes as if she knew exactly where she was going, while I stumbled behind her, trying to keep my panic from swallowing me whole.“You keep talking to yourself like that,” she finally spoke after minutes, “and I’ll start thinking you want to die first.”“I thought you already wanted that,” I snapped.She chuckled and looked over her shoulder. “Not tonight. Don’t flatter yourself, princess. You're not the main character."I hated how she called me that. Princess. Lik
31 DAYS WITH HER BILLIONAIRE MAFIA DADDY CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY ONE: HE'S GONE
I stood by the broken window, eyes wide at the bloodied panes, my hands trembling as I gripped the edge of the sill. The cold wind licked my skin and I shivered like a wet chick. I couldn’t breathe... My chest felt too tight.He wasn't here.“Luca! Vince is missing!” I shouted again, barely able to catch my breath. I'd expected Luca's scared reaction, but instead, I heard an even more frightening chuckle at the other end of the call.It was deep and coarse, definitely not Luca's voice. It only meant one thing.Luca was being held hostage.“Jessica, or as Angelo would fondly call you, Cara,” the stranger drawled, his voice soaked in dark amusement. “Poor little bird. Always in the middle of the dark and dirty."I swallowed the lump stuck in my throat. "W-Who is this?” I stammered.The man didn’t answer. I strained my ear for a reply, and all I could hear in the background was a scuffle, something being dragged, and someone cursing in Italian. Then the line went dead.I stared at my pho
31 DAYS WITH HER BILLIONAIRE MAFIA DADDY CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY: JEZEBEL'S PLOT
~~LUCA~~We arrived at the outskirts of town, somewhere deep in the hills near an abandoned vineyard. The doctor’s place was off-grid, just like Katarina had told me — a worn-out estate buried in thorns and chopped walls.“This place looks like some old Frankenstein warehouse,” I muttered, my eyes scanning every darkened corner. My hand hovered near my holster just in case of anything fishy.“He’s in here. Not many people can guess he is," Katarina walked in front of me.She led me through a rusted side gate and down a narrow corridor that used to be a wine cellar. It smelled of wet concrete, something pungent and burnt wires. The stone walls felt like they were closing in as we went further.I looked back and it looked like we were walking into a tunnel."Are you sure about this place?" I asked, warily.Katarina didn't reply, she just kept walking, and I followed.We reached a heavy-weight metal door at the end.“This is it,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.My gut twisted
31 DAYS WITH HER BILLIONAIRE MAFIA DADDY CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN: A BIGGER CONSPIRACY
~~LUCA~~ I hadn’t seen that face in fifteen years. But the moment I laid eyes on her, it all came flooding back like a beautiful waterfall of nostalgia. Katarina Gonzalez — my childhood sweetheart. She stood there under the moonlight, her ethereal beauty catching me in a trance. Her long raven hair was pulled back in a neat ponytail, her skin still as flawless and pale as I remembered. Her dark amber eyes were still fierce… still cautious. She wore a black leather jacket over a tactical vest and jeans tucked into boots — not the flowing white sundresses I remembered her always wearing. But the girly aura was still very much there. The one I fell in love with. "Hello, Luca," she said softly, almost as if we’d spoken yesterday. “It’s been a decade.” I lowered my gun slowly, still trying to grasp the reality of her standing in front of me. "What the hell are you doing here?" My voice was rougher than I meant, laced with confusion and urgency. "Looking out for you. Same as always."
31 DAYS WITH HER BILLIONAIRE MAFIA DADDY CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN: CAME LOOKING FOR SILVER
~~LUCA~~I got information that Enzo was being kept in a guarded house in Italy.I couldn't tell if it was Don Kylo’s doing or one of Theresa’s dangerous moves.Either way, I had a mission.I parked the rented black car two miles away from the high walls of the house where little Enzo was being held. I’d changed into the uniform of a local guard—dark-colored, with a fake badge and a serious expression. I spoke Italian to pass as hired muscle to the guards around the perimeter. I walked with as much confidence as I could muster. One wrong move and I could blow my cover.By evening, I was inside.It was disturbingly quiet for a house with a child. The only sound was soft piano music echoing faintly through the marble halls.I walked the perimeter, nodding at other guards who barely gave me a second glance. Most of them were local hires—muscle without much brain. That worked in my favor. The less attention they paid, the smoother this would go.I hid around a corner at the sight of a chu
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