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His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 110: No right choice
I drive to Father's house with immense pain and speed. I try to get to the house as quickly as possible because I don't know how long ago Enzo left. Igor and Marcello were right behind me until I took a shortcut they don't know of, and I think I lost them. Enzo's car is parked in the driveway, and I leave mine there too, the door unopened as I step out. None of the guards here ask me what's going on despite my being barefoot and covered in blood, they watch me. When I push through the doors, I come face-to-face with Reina and Sofia. They're sitting there looking at something in a magazine like everything is fine, and maybe it is because they wouldn't be so still if Enzo were here. “Oh my God,” Sofia gasps. “Sasha, and what happened to you?” “Where are they?” I ask, still holding Enzo's gun in my hand, except now it's hidden behind my back. “Where is Enzo?” I swallow, worried that the calm I'm seeing could be because Father has gotten rid of him already. “Father's office,”
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 109: Where is Enzo?
Alessandra My shoulder hurts, and everything on the top half of my body feels unbelievably sore. That’s the first thing I feel as I stir awake with a whimper. I'm thinking Enzo must have spent the night on top of me but the pain is different, the more I shift the more it sharpens, and when I feel a soft and gentle hand against where the pain mostly exudes from? My eyes snap open and I come face-to-face with the ceiling. I immediately know I'm not in the bedroom, but I'm still in the house, I'm in one of the downstairs guest rooms, that much is obvious from the ceiling pattern. A woman is touching me, she doesn't notice me looking at her because she's busy saying something to someone, my memories are a blur but when I look down at where she just injected something into me, that's when I remember. The rooftop, the gunshot, the ringing in my ears, the blood and Enzo. I quickly sit up, making the woman gasp when I do. Pain shoots up to my shoulder and I nearly scream murder. “Ale
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 108: Number 6218
“I think you'll need a few drinks before this, it's—” “Go on.” I urge, my patience wearing thinner with each passing second. “I know Ale,” he says, once again stating the more than obvious. My mind is running miles trying to see what he could be on about, because whatever he wants to say must be bad. “Alessio, get to the point. You know my wife, that much is obvious to anyone.” “No, what I'm trying to say is that we both know Alessandra, and not from the Romano household, we've known her before this life.” I frown, shooting him a warning glare, if he's about to start some psychotic rant on past lives, he has picked the wrong time. “Just think, we have met her before. Don't you recall?” “No,” I instantly retort. I had not met Alessandra anywhere, I knew there was another daughter but no one knew her, she wasn't around for any public social events.“Non quella scuola,” Alessio sucks his teeth. “Intendo la vera scuola, quella dove abbiamo imparato qualcosa di utile.” (Not tha
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 107: Congratulations?
Enzo I think I just had the longest ride of my life. The ten-hour flights and six-hour drives I have had to endure in the past are nothing in comparison to the forty-five minutes it took me to drive home today. Doc has been with Alessandra in the guest room for the last minutes, which feel like hours to me, but Alessio swears it couldn't have been more than ten minutes. He keeps saying that, and even though he never lies to me, I'm inclined to believe that I'm being lied to right now. I don’t pray again. I already gave God everything I had in the car. He knows the deal. He can have us both or none at all. I wanted to be in the room while Doc fixed her up, but he kicked me out because he didn't want me giving orders, and now I sit here cluelessly, hearing echoes of him giving orders to his daughter, the next him. “She is going to be fine,” Alessio says, cutting through the raging storm in my head right now. Will she? I don't know for certain that she will be just as she was
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 106: Shot
That comment earns him a gunshot to the leg, or more accurately a graze because the bullet does not entirely hit him. “Call me a bitch one more time,” she nos at him, adjusting his gun. “I dare you.” “Bit-” I lunge at him before he can get the full words out, and now we're both punching each other, tussling while Sasha screams at me to stop. Sang-Yeon used to be a worthy opponent but then he joined the cowards in the shadows of betrayal, and he's hiding behind a gun like a scared little boy. “My wife is off limits,” I tell him, punching him in the face repeatedly. “Not so much since I already touched her,” he laughs. My ears ring and a newfound rage seeps into my bones, my mind spiralling with the possibilities. “You what?” “He's lying,” I hear Sasha say. “He never touched me. Please stop, forget him, we have to get out of here, they're going to kill you.” I pause, shoving Sang-Yeon away as I turn to look at her. “You knew?” Her face pales and she nods, “I— just…leave
His Docile Mafia Princess Chapter 105: Drop the gun
“They’re going to kill him soon, Please help me tell him, get him out of there Ale, he’s going to die! Please, Ale, please—” “Okay,” he says firmly, his tone shifting into command. “Okay, calm down. I’m going to call security and Enzo. Just breathe, Ale.” he tells me, and then the line goes dead. He says to breathe but I can't, my chest aches with each breath that I take knowing I've possibly helped them take his away. I keep trying to call his phone, over and over again, ignoring the rapid flood of texts coming in from Sofia. SOFIA: What’s going on? SOFIA: Are you okay? SOFIA: Why are you ending my calls??? Hello, Sasha?! SOFIA: Everyone is worried, can you say something, or just send that thumbs up emoji you like so much… I don't respond to her, I'm too busy trying to find Enzo, watching my calls go unanswered as the photo beside his name blurs and blurs until I realise it’s because I’m crying. My stomach is twists so violently that I think I might throw up, “Ser
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