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A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One Hundred -Six
SIN & DANGER.~LAUREN'S POV~I stood outside Shadows, the cool night air a welcome relief after the heat of the club. Three black SUVs idled at the curb, their engines purring quietly in the darkness. The sight of such ridiculous security still felt strange to me—a reminder of the world I had stumbled into when I had lied about dating Alexandro.Vanessa whistled low. "Someone's paranoid."Emily folded her arms across her chest. "Or paying back for something."I shot my sister a warning look, but she merely shrugged, the tension between us still simmering beneath the surface. Sophia linked arms with Emily, her smile bright but determined."Don't worry about us," she told me, squeezing Emily's arm when she tried to pull away. "We'll be fine. I'll make sure this one gets home safely."I hesitated, still uneasy about leaving Emily after our argument. "Are you sure? I can…”"Go," Emily cut me off, her voice softer than before. "I'm a big girl, Lauren. I don't need you to babysit me."Befo
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One hundred-Five
CRISIS AVERTED ~LAUREN'S POV~I moved through the crowd like a woman possessed, my eyes locked on my baby sister pressed against the wall with Mario—a man who probably had more blood on his hands than I could imagine—hovering over her. Emily's hands were on his chest, her head tilted back in that familiar way that meant she was about to make a terrible decision.Not on my watch."Emily!" I grabbed her arm, pulling her away from Mario. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"Mario's hands shot up in a gesture of innocence, though his eyes gleamed with something dark and amused. "Easy, New York. We were just talking.""Is that what you call it?" I snapped, positioning myself between them. "She's twenty years old, for god's sake!"Emily yanked her arm from my grip, her cheeks flushed with alcohol and anger. "Stop treating me like a child, Lauren! I'm an adult!""Then start acting like one!" I hissed, aware we were creating a scene despite the pounding music. "You're drunk, and he's…
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One hundred-Four
ENEMIES WITHIN THE WALLS ~ALEXANDRO'S POV~I watched Lauren's car disappear around the corner, the weight of what lay ahead settling on my shoulders."You look like a lovesick puppy," Mario said, blowing smoke from his cigar. I turned to him, my expression hardening. "Update."Mario’s smirk faded, professional ruthlessness replacing his casual behavior. "Julian Blackwood confirmed for the summit. Viktor's men are still tracking Isabella's movements, but our decoys are working. We've got eyes on Ethan Miller—still digging into your past, but finding nothing useful yet.""And the bodies?""Three so far. All Castello associates. All made to look like accidents."I checked my watch. We had twenty minutes to reach the Peninsula Hotel for the Titan Summit—an exclusive gathering of the most powerful business leaders in the country. Or as Mario liked to call it, "a dick-measuring contest with champagne.""Let's go," I said, sliding into the waiting car. "And Mario?""Yeah, boss?""No guns
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One hundred-Three
BROKEN MOMENT ~LAUREN’S POV~I stood in the doorway of Alexandro safe home, my throat tight with surprising emotion as I hugged her goodbye. Despite only knowing her for days, I felt like I was leaving family."I'm going to miss you," I said, meaning it more than I'd expected.Isabella cupped my face in her hands, her green eyes, studying me intently. "You're good for him," she said. "He smiles now. Do you know how rare that is?"Before I could respond, she turned to Alexandro, who was checking his watch behind me. "You," she said sharply, pointing a manicured finger at him, "keep this one.""Mother," Alexandro warned, but Isabella wasn't finished."I should be hearing church bells soon," she continued, ignoring his darkening expression. "I'm not getting any younger, and I want grandchildren while I can still chase them around the garden."My cheeks burned. "Isabella, we haven't….”"Bah," she waved away my protest. "When you know, you know. And my son, for all his faults, knows what
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One hundred -Two
DANCE WITH THE DEVIL~LAUREN'S POV~I sat across from Isabella at the lakeside café, watching her stir her tea with practiced elegance. Four days in Geneva had felt like stepping into another life—one where I belonged in this world of old money and older secrets."More pastry, dear?" Isabella offered, pushing the plate of croissants toward me."I shouldn't," I laughed. "My clothes barely fit after all the food you've been feeding me."Isabella waved dismissively. "Nonsense. You Americans are too concerned with size. In my day, curves were celebrated."I took a croissant, unable to resist. Something about Isabella made it impossible to say no to her. She had the same magnetic pull as her son, but where Alexandro commanded, Isabella charmed."Speaking of celebrating," she said, her green eyes—so like Alexandro's—twinkling with mischief, "tell me more about how you met my son. The real story, not the polite version you told me the first day."I nearly choked on my pastry. "What makes you
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One Hundred-One
NOT A SAINT~ALEXANDRO'S POV~I watched my mother take Lauren's hands in hers, their heads bent close together as they laughed over something I couldn't hear. The sight was surreal. My mother…a woman who had spent decades looking over her shoulder, trusting no one…was treating Lauren like a long-lost daughter within minutes of meeting her."You know when I first met your Lauren, I thought she must be using some kind of black magic on you," my mother said, looking up at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "My Alexandro, falling in love? Impossible."I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. "Very funny, Mother."Lauren's cheeks flushed pink, but she didn't look away from my gaze. That was one of the countless things I loved about her—she never backed down."It's not magic," Lauren said, her voice warm. "Your son just needed someone stubborn enough to not be intimidated by him."My mother's laughter echoed through the safe house. "I like this one, Alexandro. Much better than
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter One Hundred
NO MORE SECRET~LAUREN'S POV~I sat on the balcony of my room, staring at Lake Geneva. The view was beautiful, but I barely noticed it. My laptop was open to my article "Crime Hidden in the Streets of New York," but I couldn't focus. All I could think about was Alexandro and that woman at the restaurant.Three days. Three days without a call or text since I saw them together. I kept telling myself I had no right to be jealous. Our relationship started as fake. But my feelings had become very real, and that was my problem, not his.I tried again to work on my article, but the words blurred together. Why did I even come here? I wasn't helping find his mother. I wasn't helping with Viktor. I was just sitting in this beautiful mansion, useless and alone.The door opened behind me. I didn't turn around."There you are," Alexandro's voice was warm as he walked onto the balcony. He came up behind me and bent down to kiss my neck. I moved away, closing my laptop."Don't," I said. My voice
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter Ninety-Nine
THE OTHER WOMAN ~LAUREN'S POV~The private jet touched down in Geneva just after dawn, the Swiss mountains rising majestically in the distance. I'd barely slept during the flight, my mind racing with everything I'd learned about Alexandro over the past twenty-four hours. The revelations about his past should have sent me running, yet here I was, thousands of miles from home, diving deeper into his dangerous world.Alexandro had been quiet during most of the flight, making calls in rapid Spanish and Italian that I couldn't follow. The tension radiating from him was noticeable, his usual controlled demeanor fraying slightly at the edges. Only once did he reach for my hand, squeezing it tightly before resuming his work. A sleek black Bentley met us on the tarmac, whisking us through the picturesque Swiss countryside. An hour later, we turned onto a private road that wound up into the hills, eventually revealing a stunning modern mansion of glass and stone nestled among the pines."
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter Ninety Eight
THE MAN I AM ~ALEXANDRO'S POV~ "Viktor Kuznetsov," Leonardo said. "Your father... he's gone crazy, Alex." The name hung in the air between us, heavy with decades of secrets and lies. My grip tightened on the gun, though I'd lowered it from Leonardo's direction. "Get out," I told Lauren, not turning to look at her. I couldn't bear to see the questions in her eyes…questions I wasn't ready to answer. "Alexandro…” she began. "Now," I cut her off, my voice harsher than I intended. "Get dressed and wait in the living room." I heard the rustle of sheets as she slipped from the bed, followed by the soft sounds of her collecting her clothes. A moment later, she brushed past me, fully dressed but with her hair still tousled from our lovemaking. The contrast between the intimacy we'd just shared and the coldness I was showing her wasn't lost on me, but I had no choice. Some conversations weren't meant for her ears. Once the bedroom door closed behind her, I turned back to L
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