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Chapter 013

Autor: Jeje Romanzoo
last update Data de publicação: 2025-09-06 23:48:19

I stumbled a few steps back after seeing Luca break a man’s neck. He looked at me with a deadly stare. Was I a witness to something I shouldn't have seen? Will I be eliminated?

I had lived in Mafia society since my early age, and I knew well that there were some things we shouldn’t see or hear. For the stability and benefits of La Cosa Nostra, anyone could be disposed of.

Didn't they do that to me four years ago? They excluded me from the entire country the moment they felt I was a threat to t
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  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 147

    I mustered all the strength I had and pushed the door open.The two people inside the room were so consumed by their passion that they didn't even notice me opening the door and stepping inside.My eyes widened, and I couldn't hold back a loud gasp as I recognized them.Marco and Irina.They were in bed. Together.They didn't notice my presence even though I was standing right in the middle of the room."Marco..." My voice came out as little more than a whisper.He was just writing our death sentence.He was sleeping with Princess Malakhov—the very woman we had come here to attend the official engagement party for. The woman who was about to marry a Bratva prince.They both froze.Marco was the first to regain his composure. He quickly pulled the blanket over both of them.Irina gasped. "О Боже мой." Oh my God.I slowly shook my head. They were dragging both our families into a bloody war."Mila," Marco said, trying to pull on his trousers beneath the blanket."You doomed us, Marco,"

  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 156

    I let my gaze sweep slowly across the grand ballroom before finally spotting Irina Malakhov.She looked every bit the Russian princess the media always described.Her golden gown shimmered beneath the crystal chandeliers, hugging her graceful figure before flowing elegantly to the floor. Against the rich fabric, her porcelain skin almost seemed to glow, while the diamonds around her neck sparkled with every movement she made.One arm was wrapped possessively around her waist.Her fiancé.I recognized him from his last visit to Italy.He wore the confident smile of a man who had already won the greatest prize in the room, yet something felt... off.There was no warmth between them.No stolen glances.No effortless smiles.Nothing that resembled two people in love.His hand remained firmly around her waist, almost as if he needed everyone around him to remember that she belonged to him.The moment Irina's eyes landed on me, her face lit up.A genuine smile spread across her red-painted

  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 155

    Everything went smoothly. No one suspected anything.But then, I faced a problem I hadn't thought of before."I'm not staying with you in the same suite," I hissed, crossing my arms over my chest. "Over my dead body.""It's not like you have a choice, Mila," Luca hissed back.The hotel staff looked at us with hesitant smiles on their faces."I'm not letting you take a suite away from me." He grabbed my arm. "We are in Russia. Do you know what the fck that means? We're out of our territory, out of our power... I can't trust them enough to leave you alone."I tried to pull my arm free."We're not even sure whether your mother has fcked things up here too or not. I agreed to come to protect your family's reputation, so at least listen to what I'm saying."I knew he was arguing with me only for appearances. I also knew I had no choice. If he had to, he would force me."Fine," I said.Once he released my hand, I headed inside the suite, while he followed behind with the hotel staff carryin

  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 144

    My eyes fixed on Luca while he rested his head against the leather seat of the private jet beside me. I turned my head and looked back at Nadia, who was sitting behind me wearing Serafina's signature mask and long red wig. She smiled and gave me a small wave. I raised my thumb in approval. It had taken me hours to convince her to do this. She had been terrified, and honestly, I couldn't blame her. Pretending to be one of the world's most famous women while sitting beside Il Don himself wasn't exactly a comfortable mission. But I had no other choice. She was carrying Serafina's passport normally. Jamal had arranged everything regarding the visa and travel documents. As long as Luca believed she was Serafina. Everything would go according to plan. A small smile tugged at my lips. Luca opened his eyes and caught me waving toward Serafina. "So... you're a fan of hers?" he asked lazily, a trace of sarcasm in his voice. I frowned. "Why not? Aren't you?" One corner of

  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 143

    Mila"What price... are you willing to pay?"The question sounded simple, but I knew Luca well enough to know what lay beneath it."What do you want in exchange?" I asked.He sized me up and down, his gaze setting my body on fire."I don't know..." he said. "What do you have to offer?"My throat went dry. I licked my lips.He traced my lower lip with his thumb."Do you have anything to offer besides your body? Because, genuinely, I'm not interested.""If you don't want to help..." I stammered.He raised a brow."...Yeah? What would you do?"I wished I could punch that provoking smirk off his face.But I knew I had crossed a line before, and now I had to endure this."I'm here not because I'm Mila," I started, trying to sound convincing and professional. "I'm here as the Russetti heiress. And all I want is to rebuild my family. And you, as Il Don..."I hesitated, unable to read his expression."...As Il Don of Cosa Nostra, you're the only one who can help my family-as one of the famili

  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 142

    LucaMy fingers tightened around her delicate neck.This woman would be the reason for my downfall.I knew it.After everything she had done... She still dared to sneak into my office.And... toutch me!"What should I do to you now?" I growled.Feeling the eraction down my body. Just one touch from her and I was already hard like a …."Ricardo helped you, didn't he?""Luca..." she choked, her fingers wrapping around my wrist. "Air..."I stared into her frightened eyes for another second before shoving her away.She stumbled backward, coughing as she struggled to catch her breath."Everyone," I barked. "Out."Without hesitation, every guard hurried outside and the heavy door shut behind them.Silence settled over the room.I walked toward the bar, poured myself a glass of whiskey, then lit a cigarette.The first drag burned my lungs.Good.I needed something stronger than anger.For days, I had refused to see her. Not because I didn't know she was trying to reach me.I knew about all o

  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 102

    MilaThis time, Luca didn’t say anything. His eyes roamed over my face, trying to read me.But I already locked that door, Luca, I scoffed inwardly. The easy-to-read Mila is gone.My eyes drifted to the Russian princess. “Okay, Miss Malakhov.”Once I took my seat, she smiled. “Call me Irina, please

  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 101

    MilaMy heart thundered in my chest. I was very well aware of the consequences of attending this meeting.But this was my starting point—to force these Mafia families in La Cosa Nostra to take the Russetti name seriously again.I met Luca’s burning gaze. I could tell he wasn’t happy to see me. Neit

  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 100

    Luca I tapped my fingers in a slow rhythm against my desk, my eyes following Marco as he paced across my office, his phone glued to his ear. I leaned back in my chair, watching him for the past half hour. “Fck, Consigliere Fabian,” he snapped, his eyes gleaming with anger. “What do you mean th

  • Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness    Chapter 095

    I slept for two days straight. My face was pale, and the morning sickness had started hitting me every morning.I didn’t leave my bed, except to go to the bathroom.I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t sad. It was something deeper. Something gnawing at my soul.Light footsteps near my bedroom door made me curl

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