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Chapter Thirty Five
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A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter 165
CONFRONTATION"The most important truths are shared in whispers at 3 AM when the world thinks we're sleeping."~ LAUREN'S POV ~It took twenty minutes of gentle sweet talk to convince Alessia to return to her room. She went reluctantly, dragging her feet like a child being sent to bed early, but the fight had gone out of her after seeing her old flat reduced to smoke and rubble on the news."This isn't over," she muttered, closing her bedroom door with just enough force to make her point without slamming it.I stood in the hallway for a moment, listening to the muffled sounds of teenage frustration—drawers opening and closing, music turned up loud enough to drown out thoughts she didn't want to think.My phone buzzed. Vanessa from the office."Lauren, thank God you answered. This place is absolute chaos. Have you heard anything from Ethan?"I walked to the kitchen, needing distance from Alessia's closed door before having this conversation."Nothing. You?""It's like he just disappear
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter 164
WHAT CHILDREN KNOW"The most dangerous truths are the ones children learn by watching instead of asking."~ LAUREN'S POV ~I woke to the sound of breaking news bleeding through the penthouse walls."...federal investigators confirm that Ethan Miller, former Storm Media journalist, recorded conversations accusing Julian Moretti-Blackwood in a conspiracy targeting the Castello business empire..."My blood turned to ice as I reached for the remote, flipping through channels that all carried the same story with slight variations."...warehouse explosions linked to coordinated attacks...""...Miller’s whereabouts currently unknown...""...authorities asking anyone with information to come forward immediately..."The coffee mug slipped from my hands as the pieces fell into place. My confession. The USB drive I'd given Sophia. Somehow, it had found its way to federal investigators faster than I'd expected.Ethan was missing.I found Alessia in the kitchen, methodically working her way throug
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter 163
ETHAN FALLS"Some men dig their own graves with words they should have swallowed."~ ALEXANDRO'S POV ~The poker room smelled like stuffy cigarettes and desperation.I sat in my car outside Murphy's Bar, watching through tinted windows as Luca and Antonio flanked the building's side entrance. The kind of place where men came to lose money they couldn't afford to lose, where questions weren't asked and answers weren't given.Perfect for conversations that couldn't happen in polite society.My phone buzzed. Luca: "Target acquired. Back room, table seven. Three other players, but they're leaving."I checked my watch. 11:47 PM. Late enough that witnesses would be few, early enough that cleanup would be manageable."Clear the room," I texted back. "I'm coming in."The bar was exactly what I'd expected—dim lighting, sticky floors, and the kind of clientele that minded their own business as a matter of survival.Antonio appeared at my shoulder as I walked through the main room, nodding towa
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter 162
THE CONFIRMATION"The most dangerous conversations happen in the most beautiful places."~ LAUREN'S POV ~The Storm Media gala was everything I had expected…elegant lies wrapped in champagne and networking. I stood in the corner of the grand ballroom, watching colleagues I had worked beside for years celebrate an anniversary that felt like a funeral. Everyone knew Julian had bought the company. Everyone pretended it was cause for celebration.The dress I had chosen was intentionally unremarkable—navy blue, conventional, the kind of outfit that made you invisible in a crowd. Perfect for conversations that couldn't happen in broad daylight.I found Ethan by the bar, looking exactly like he had four months ago when my biggest problem was Patrick's betrayal and humiliation and Rosette's tolerant attacks. Charming smile, expensive suit, the kind of simple confidence that had once made me feel safe.Now I knew better."Lauren." His face lit up when he saw me, and for a split second, I a
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter 161
CONSEQUENCE"Sometimes the person who saves you becomes the very thing you need saving from."~ ALEXANDRO'S POV ~The effect knocked the air from my lungs.I hit the concrete hard, Lauren's body beneath mine, both of us rolling away from the screaming tires and twisted metal as the black sedan clipped the pier railing and kept going.For three seconds, the world was nothing but dust and adrenaline and the weight of Lauren's breathing against my chest.Then reality crashed back."Are you hurt?" I demanded, hands running over her face, her arms, checking for blood or breaks or any sign that I'd been too late."I'm okay," she gasped, but I could see the lie in her eyes. Shock. Fear. The kind of trauma that leaves invisible scars.Mario and Antonio were already out of our car, weapons drawn, but the sedan was disappearing into the maze of shipping containers with the kind of speed that meant escape routes and backup plans."Fuck!" Mario's voice echoed off the empty warehouses as he lowere
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter 160
COLD HANDS"Sometimes the most dangerous enemy is the one you never see coming."{Playlist suggestions: “Right here” by Chase Atlantic}~ LAUREN'S POV ~The package was waiting on my desk when I returned from lunch. A small, unmarked package sat quietly among press releases and interview requests. It seemed ordinary, except for the way my name was written on the label. The careful block letters looked intentionally impersonal.I should have thrown it away. Should have called security. Should have learned by now that anonymous packages in this world never brought good news.Instead, I opened it.The first photograph slipped out like a confession I wasn't ready to hear.Vanessa and me, stepping out of Storm Media's building last Tuesday, both of us laughing at something she had said about our editor's new haircut. The camera had caught us mid-stride, professional women having a normal moment in what I had thought was a safe space.The second photo made my blood freeze.Alexandro openi
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter Fourty
THE WHISPERS ~LAUREN’S POV~ I moved through the office like a shadow, slipping past curious eyes and muffled whispers. I had mastered the art of invisibility, but today, it felt like everyone’s gaze was on me. I tightened her grip on the stack of files in my arms, focusing on the hum of the Air c
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter Thirty Nine
CHECKMATE.~ALEXANDRO’S POV~I chuckled, dragging a hand through my hair as I tossed my phone onto the desk. Stubborn little thing. She was learning—fast. I thought the press would crush her, thought she’d cave under the weight of the headlines. But no, she held her ground. A little shaken, may
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter Thirty Eight
STRANGER IN THE ELEVATOR.~LAUREN’S POV~I tossed my phone onto my desk and leaned back in my chair. Rubbing my temples.Alexandro was infuriated.Smug, arrogant, and too damn aware of the effect he had on people—on me. He knew exactly how to push my buttons, and worse, he enjoyed it.And now, than
A Mafia’s Trillionaire for Christmas Chapter Thirty-six
MIXED FEELINGS.~LAUREN’S POV~I should have stepped back. But I didn’t. The night air felt heavy with an energy I couldn't describe. The space between us was gone, and now he was just there—his presence was strong, and his scent wrapped around me like a powerful spell.I hated that my body res
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