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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 16
CHAPTER 16: Mirabella's POV “Girl, you have to show up and show out,” Eliana screeched. It was Thursday night and I was packing for the weekend with Giovanni. I had enlisted Eliana's help.“How did Max take it when you cancelled on him?” She asked as she threw lingerie into my box. I r
Última actualización : 2026-03-19GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 14: Mirabella's POV The doorbell rang, once, twice. I didn’t want to get out of bed. Whoever it was could go to hell. The bell rang again, and I groaned, reluctantly throwing my covers off of me. I put on my robe and made my way downstairs.Giovanni hadn’t taken what I said to him
Última actualización : 2026-03-19GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 17: Giovanni's POV We landed about 30 minutes ago. The chauffeur drove us to the hotel, and Mirabella had been scowling at me ever since we arrived in Vegas. I could tell she was mad about her dress. The glares she shot at me was like a blade.She gripped her coat tighter
Última actualización : 2026-03-19GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 11: Mirabella's POV I was ignoring Giovanni. The only reason I was stuck here with him in the first place was because his stupid underboss pissed me off so fucking much, I wanted to return the favour.I had redressed his wound and I didn't blink his way no matter how har
Última actualización : 2026-03-18
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