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CHAPTER NINETY-NINE

Penulis: MARAH LYNN
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Giovanni watched over Rosalia patiently as she groaned and moved in her sleep, for the last twenty agonizing minutes she seemed as though she was ready to awaken. Every time he thought she was preparing to open her eyes, she would turn over and drift back into a light sleep.

He was growing increasingly nervous now coming to the realization that the moment she awoke he was going to have to face reality. How would she react? Would she blame everything on him? Would she blame herself?

Would she even recall the events of the last few hours?

Just hours before he had been absolutely furious. His club had been swarming with who he considered his enemy, the NYPD. Not only was he absolutely enraged with them, but his blood was boiling after being informed cocáine had been found on his premises, in his girlfriends desk drawer. Giovanni certainly wasn't naive to the fact that he was no saint, he was far from one with his rap sheet. However, drugs were where he would draw the line.

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  • MY MAFIA SAVIOUR   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE

    "So you own a club?" Alfonso repeated raising an eyebrow at the news of Giovanni's employment status. He wasn't entirely sure how he felt about this. The club was clearly making more than enough money judging by the style of home he was currently residing in, the finishes of the penthouse obviously top quality, not to mention the location.However, the thought of the man dating his daughter spending late nights somewhere stocked with alcohol; with ample other women didn't exactly sit right with him either."Mmhmm." Giovanni nodded knocking back his second espresso while the parents had moved onto other refreshments."Silenzio, it's not too far from here.""And you have my daughter working there?""Papà..." Rosalia recalled him a little embarrassed by his tone. She had never seen him react this way towards a significant other, full of sarcasm and concern, she had never given him the opportunity, up until now."Yes." Giovanni confirmed quite nonchalantly, he didn't see a problem with it

  • MY MAFIA SAVIOUR   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWO

    "Giovanni?" The exhausted looking yet elegantly dressed woman queried standing in the penthouse doorway with her husband. Antonio raised an eyebrow studying the pair drawing most of his attention to the woman. She looked oddly familiar somehow. The white lace high neckline top she wore clung to her tightly, from her neck all the way down to her bellybutton where it met a simple navy silk A-line skirt with pleats. The skirt hugged her skinny waistline perfectly then puffed out slightly just below her knees. "I'm sorry; do we have the right building? My husband and I, we're looking for our daughter, Rosalia. We've been speaking to Giovanni?" "Oh..." Antonio stepped backwards a little less confused as to why their men downstairs had allowed the couple to enter the building. They were supposed to call before allowing anyone access, especially now during such a high risk time. "Please come inside. I'm Antonio, Gio's brother." Stepping to the side he greeted them both with a firm

  • MY MAFIA SAVIOUR   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE

    The week had gone by slowly, much more slowly than Giovanni had expected especially with everything that had been going on. Between the extensive funeral arrangements, the NYPD, dealing with constant phone calls between Rosalia's parents who were still stuck in transit due to typical Italian transportation strikes; he was beyond exhausted. He hadn't even stepped foot inside Silenzio since being dragged out and interrogated. Не simply had no time and had no desire to leave Rosalia unattended when everything was still so up in the air. So while Antonio and Matteo took care of business within the club, he remained in the Penthouse on call, his cell phone constantly ringing with updates or people asking for advice. All while he tried to reconnect with Rosalia, understand what she may or may not have done. Their conversation that day had been cut short when the NYPD detectives showed up at the most inappropriate time, just like clockwork. Rosalia had excused herself to wash her face a

  • MY MAFIA SAVIOUR   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED

    Almost two of Giovanni's longest days had gone by after leaving the hospital with a very silent Rosalia. Half way through the second day and she still remained very much silent, occasionally responding to him very briefly with please and thank yous or leaving Giovanni's side to lock herself in the bathroom to wallow and cry. That was very much the extent of her vocabulary these days. He was struggling to get through to her, to have her share any information and now some NYPD detectives were on their way to his home to interrogate his girlfriend. He had explained over and over again that if she knew anything, anything at all, she couldn't reveal the information to them. They weren't going to be the ones to bring Ricci to justice, not if he had his way. Now he remained stuck between a rock and a hard place. NYPD on their way along with possibly an even bigger issue, Rosalia's parents had cut their vacation short and were headed home to see their daughter. After realising the amount o

  • MY MAFIA SAVIOUR   CHAPTER NINETY-NINE

    Giovanni watched over Rosalia patiently as she groaned and moved in her sleep, for the last twenty agonizing minutes she seemed as though she was ready to awaken. Every time he thought she was preparing to open her eyes, she would turn over and drift back into a light sleep. He was growing increasingly nervous now coming to the realization that the moment she awoke he was going to have to face reality. How would she react? Would she blame everything on him? Would she blame herself? Would she even recall the events of the last few hours? Just hours before he had been absolutely furious. His club had been swarming with who he considered his enemy, the NYPD. Not only was he absolutely enraged with them, but his blood was boiling after being informed cocáine had been found on his premises, in his girlfriends desk drawer. Giovanni certainly wasn't naive to the fact that he was no saint, he was far from one with his rap sheet. However, drugs were where he would draw the line. He abso

  • MY MAFIA SAVIOUR   CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT

    Nothing could have prepared him for the scene before him once entering Rosalia's room. The doctor had warned him, but it was still very much a shock. There she lay, as still as a statue alone in the hospital bed. The room was cold, eerily cold as he approached her bedside. Noticing another bed across from her he stopped completely stunned, a sheet was placed over the top of what looked like a body underneath. "What the fuck?" He didn't even need to explain himself, the Doctor was well aware the secondary bed had caught his eye, it was only natural. This was an extremely unorthodox situation, even for her. "Why is she covered in blood? Am I standing in a fücking morgue right now?" "She wouldn't get off him Giovanni. She screamed the hospital down, verbally abused the staff, the ambulance paramedics had already announced him dead. She remained on top of him applying pressure to the wound." Taking a moment the Doctor stopped to take a breath recalling the last few hours. "She

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