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55. Interruption
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My Godfather is my Soulmate 119. Final Decision
Don Antonio’s POV I had seen the fear behind Donald’s eyes, the same fear I'm currently feeling. He was afraid of losing, of losing the power he had spent a lifetime building. I walked back into my warehouse, the same one I heard from my intel that Alexa had just left, and the first person I saw was Xavier. He was still cleaning up the mess she'd made, the papers she had scattered across the floor. He looked up at me, his face a mix of concern and confusion. He didn't ask what had happened; he could see it in my face."Don't worry about it," I said, my voice low and a little rough. "It's all over."He straightened up and walked over to me. "What happened? The guards said it was a shouting match. We were ready to move in."I shook my head and went to my desk, my hand running over the smooth, dark wood. "We won't be needing them. Not anymore. I told him what I was going to do." I looked at Xavier, and I knew he wouldn't understand. Not yet. "I'm ending it, Xavier. The whole war. I told
My Godfather is my Soulmate 118. A Desperate Move
Alexa’s POV The cold dread that had settled in my stomach had now taken root, spreading through my limbs and leaving me frozen in the middle of the studio. My mother's frantic words echoed in the silence, a low and menacing hum that was far more terrifying than a shout. A meeting. A truce. In my father and Don Antonio's world, those words were a lie, a thin veil over a much more violent reality.My mind was no longer a battlefield of conflicting emotions; it was a single, terrifying thought: I couldn't wait. I couldn't sit here, staring at a blank canvas and waiting for news that might never come. My mother was a fountain of half-truths and emotional mess, a terrified report from a security guard was hardly a reliable source of information. It could be a trap, a setup, a brutal and violent end for one of them—or both.A new kind of panic, one laced with action instead of paralysis, began to stir within me. The thought of staying away, of giving Don Antonio the space he had asked for,
My Godfather is my Soulmate 117. Another Storm
Alexa's POV The lunch with Jeremy had been a complete and utter shock. His confession of feelings, so unexpected and earnest, had thrown my already chaotic world into even greater disarray. I had spent the past few weeks trying to convince myself that I could build a life without Don Antonio, a life where my feelings for him were just a painful memory. Then Jeremy appeared, a quiet, kind man who offered a different kind of future, a simple one without the danger.Now, sitting in my studio, I stared at a half-finished sketch, the pen clutched in my hand. My mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Could I really consider a life with Jeremy? Was it even fair to him, when my heart still ached for another man? The thought of Don Antonio brought a familiar pang of longing and regret, a mix of anger and love that was a constant, unwelcome presence in my mind.I was so lost in my thoughts, so busy trying to decide if things could really work out with Jeremy, when my phone rang. The scr
My Godfather is my Soulmate 116. Summit
Don Antonio's POV The meeting with Donald was finally happening. My office, once a place of restless pacing and anxious waiting, was now a command center of quiet, controlled chaos. The fear for Alexa's safety had been replaced by a cold, sharp focus. I had a path forward, a dangerous one, but a path nonetheless. Every detail had been meticulously planned. My security team, led by a tight-lipped and grim-faced Xavier, was briefed and ready for any contingency. The location was a discreet, private restaurant, a neutral territory that was anything but. Every corner, every exit, every waiter had been vetted and double-checked. The car ride was silent. The city lights outside were a blur, a chaotic world that felt a million miles away from the quiet, tense world inside my vehicle. I was surrounded by men I trusted with my life, each of them a testament to the decades of power and violence that had shaped my world. I had lived this life for so long that the weight of it, the constant thr
My Godfather is my Soulmate 115. Haunting Reminder
Alexa's POVThe mood in the restaurant had soured the moment Sarah mentioned Andrew. Her well-meaning words had only served to remind me that a fleeting distraction couldn't fill the void left by Don Antonio's absence. The celebration of my new business, so full of genuine joy, had been punctured by the sharp, painful reality of my unresolved feelings. My heart, which I had believed was on the mend, still ached for him, for a life that felt a million miles away.The next day, I woke up with a familiar emptiness in my chest. The pending meeting with my dad and the fresh ache of missing Don Antonio were a heavy weight on my shoulders. I knew I needed to get out of the house, to do anything to stop the swirling thoughts in my head. A trip to the shopping mall seemed like a good idea. The hustle and bustle, the bright lights, the sheer volume of people—it all felt like a safe shield against my own quiet despair.I was in a small, elegant boutique, running my hand along a rack of silk blou
My Godfather is my Soulmate 114. Glimmers of Hope
Alexa's POV The aftermath of my explosive phone call with my dad left me feeling raw and exposed. The confrontation, while cathartic, had also left me more confused than ever. The anger I'd carried for weeks had finally found an outlet, but the relief was short-lived, replaced by a dull ache of despair. He had called and asked to meet, and in a moment of reckless hope, I had agreed. The thought of confronting him face-to-face, of finally getting some answers, was both terrifying and intoxicating.But before that meeting, before I could plunge myself back into the heart of the storm, my new business offered a welcome, much-needed distraction. I had poured all my energy into it, desperate for a purpose that was entirely my own, something that no one—not my mother, not my dad, not Don Antonio—could take away from me.I was hunched over a new sketch, completely lost in the intricate details of a design, when my phone chimed. It wasn't the menacing buzz of a text from my mother or the int
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