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CHAPTER 72: Giovanni’s POV

Autor: Naomi Oh
last update Data de publicação: 2026-02-22 07:19:26

CHAPTER 72: Giovanni’s POV

The room reeked of burnt coffee and the sharp edge of whiskey, so faint, yet persistent, like a ghost lingering in the air. Shadows from the flickering screens danced across the walls, casting a cold, blue glow that painted everything in a sterile, deadly light. On the table, glasses sat untouched, the ice melted, liquor gone cold hours ago, just like the hopes of Marco’s empire slipping away.

I stood motionless, sleeves rolled back to reveal scarr
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  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    CHAPTER 73: Mirabella’s POV

    CHAPTER 73: Mirabella’s POV I woke before they came for me.It wasn’t noise that pulled me out of sleep. It was instinct. The house felt different, too alert, too arranged. I lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, listening to the subtle shift of movement beyond my door. Footsteps. Controlled. Deliberate. Not routine.So this is it.I didn’t panic. Panic is for people who don’t understand the game.I sat up slowly and smoothed my hair back. If Marco was moving me, it meant one thing: Giovanni’s pressure was working. And that meant something else entirely.Giovanni was getting closer.The door opened without a knock. Two guards stepped in and they not the usual ones. These were new, I hadn’t seen their faces around. Good. That meant Marco was nervous.He appeared behind them a second later, adjusting his cufflinks like we were leaving for dinner instead of orchestrating a relocation.“You’re up,” he observed.“I don’t sleep heavy,” I replied evenly.His gaze scanned the room

  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    CHAPTER 72: Giovanni’s POV

    CHAPTER 72: Giovanni’s POV The room reeked of burnt coffee and the sharp edge of whiskey, so faint, yet persistent, like a ghost lingering in the air. Shadows from the flickering screens danced across the walls, casting a cold, blue glow that painted everything in a sterile, deadly light. On the table, glasses sat untouched, the ice melted, liquor gone cold hours ago, just like the hopes of Marco’s empire slipping away.I stood motionless, sleeves rolled back to reveal scarred hands, eyes locked on the digital death spiral of Marco’s operation. Every failed transfer, every contact going dark, was a nail in his coffin, an echo of the slow, inevitable collapse I’d orchestrated.Diane’s fingers moved with lethal precision across her keyboard, each keystroke sharp and deliberate. The click-clack was a metronome for the chaos we were unleashing. She didn’t bother to meet our gazes, her focus as unshakable as a sniper’s scope.“Second Belluci account just got frozen, twe

  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    Chapter 71: Mirabella’s POV

    CHAPTER 71: Mirabella’s POVThe house was too quiet when I woke up. This was the second week I had spent trapped in this place. And today, today felt different. I knew because the silence was wrong.Usually, the Belluci mansion followed a rhythm. Doors opened at the same time. Footsteps passed my door in predictable intervals. A guard coughed from his cigarette near the stairs every morning like clockwork.Today, something had slipped.When I opened my eyes, the air felt thin. Like the house was holding its breath.I dressed slowly. Same routine. Same neutral clothes Marco approved of. No jewelry. Nothing sharp. Nothing that could be twisted into a weapon or used for an escape. I stepped into the hallway.Two guards stood near the stairs instead of three.They weren’t talking.One of them kept checking his phone.That was new.Breakfast was already laid out when I reached the dining room. The table looked untouched, but the staff moved with tight shoulders and eyes that refused to

  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    Chapter 70: Giovanni’s POV

    CHAPTER 70: Giovanni’s POVThe room was quiet in the way only command centers ever were—screens humming, men breathing softly, coffee going cold where no one remembered to drink it.Mirabella was okay.That was the only thing keeping the walls from coming down.When Dominic came back from the Belluci mansion, that was the first thing I demanded. Was Mirabella okay? Was she hurt? A million things ran through my mind during the first week she was there, but I couldn’t afford any rash decisions. Her life was in Marco’s hands.Carlos stood near the far monitor wall, jacket off, sleeves rolled, tapping two fingers against his arm like he was restraining himself from pacing. Lorenzo leaned against the table, arms crossed, jaw locked tight enough to crack teeth. Eliana sat on the edge of the leather couch, knees bouncing, eyes red but sharp.No one spoke.They were waiting for me.I broke the silence, turning to Diane. “Run it again.”The audio replayed. Footsteps. The scrape of a chair. Mir

  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    CHAPTER 69: Mirabella’s POV

    CHAPTER 69: Mirabella’s POV I woke up to silence.Not the peaceful kind. The wrong kind. The kind that pressed in on your ears until your pulse sounded too loud, too present.My head throbbed dully as I opened my eyes, the ceiling swimming for a second before settling into focus.White.Too white.My breath caught before I could stop it.I knew that ceiling.The faint hairline crack near the corner. The old water stain my father never fixed. The stupid chandelier hook that never held anything because Mama refused to let him hang it.My stomach dropped.No.I pushed myself upright slowly, testing my body before panic could take the wheel. My limbs responded. No restraints. No sharp pain. Just the heavy fog of being knocked out and a tension headache blooming behind my eyes.The room looked exactly the same.My old bed. The dresser. The wardrobe with the warped door that never shut properly. Even the faded rug I used to trace patterns on when I couldn’t sleep.But it felt smaller now.

  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    Chapter 68: Giovanni’s POV

    CHAPTER 68: Giovanni’s POVThe villa was lit like a fucking fortress when we pulled in.Floodlights carved the night apart, bleaching stone walls and wrought iron gates until there was nowhere left for shadows to hide. Men stood where darkness used to live—on balconies, by the outer walls, at every blind angle Marco might have once studied and memorized. Engines idled. Radios murmured. Weapons stayed low but ready.LA was mine.Every street. Every corner. Every quiet stretch of road that led back to this house.And tonight, anyone stupid enough to forget that would pay for it.The car hadn’t even fully stopped before Mirabella was reaching for the door. She moved like something pulled tight finally snapping free, heels hitting stone as she took the steps two at a time, breath already breaking loose from her chest.“Mama,” she breathed.Her mother stood in the doorway, wrapped in a dark shawl, posture stiff from days of fear she hadn’t allowed herself to acknowledge. She looked thinner

  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    CHAPTER 12

    CHAPTER 12: Giovanni's POV She didn't say much to me after that day. It killed me to watch her ignore me, a silent wall forming between us, but underneath that frustration, I also yearned to understand her pain, what had broken her inside. The house phone rang, shattering the tense qu

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  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    CHAPTER 13

    CHAPTER 13: Mirabella's POV “Are you still mad at me?” I asked Eliana as we walked out of class that day. I was supposed to drop her off since Josh had something else to do that evening. She hadn't said much to me all day, and it made me sick to my stomach.“No, you bitch,” she snapped, get

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  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    CHAPTER 10

    CHAPTER 10: Giovanni's POV I had been shot many times, but this one hurt like a bitch. The pain was a searing burn that cut through everything else, my thoughts, my senses. I groaned as light entered my eyes from the window, blinding and sharp. I closed my eyes right back, trying to bloc

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  • GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE    CHAPTER 9

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