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Chapter Two Hundred Fifty One
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2026-05-02 00:28:49
Page SlayerI am so sorry, my precious readers! I’ve been a little busy lately as my daughter’s birthday is just around the corner. We don’t usually do a big celebration; instead, we focus on community service. Making all the arrangements for that, followed by a small party for her friends in the evening, has kept me quite occupied. Please bear with me during this time. I am so sorry for the delay, and I truly appreciate your patience!
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Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex Chapter Two Hundred Fifty Eight
Marcus’s eyes widened—and so did Julian’s.“You’re lying,” Marcus muttered, though the certainty in his voice had faltered.Rosa tilted her head slightly, a faint, amused smile playing on her lips. “Well, why don’t I call him?” she said lightly. “You can say hello yourself.”For a brief moment, even she couldn’t believe she was using his name—the very man she had never wanted any ties with—and calling him her husband.But she had learned quickly.In a world like this, you survived by playing the same game as the wolves around you.“What’s going on here?”The deep voice cut through the tension, making everyone turn.Rosa smiled.Julian and Marcus, however, went pale.Luca Santoro stood a few steps away, his presence quiet but commanding. His gaze moved to Rosa first—checking, assessing—before shifting into something colder as it landed on the two men.“Madam, are you alright?”The formality of his tone, the respect in the word Madam, left no room for doubt.Rosa’s claim had just been
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Rosa had agreed to the meeting because the author, Julian Vance, insisted on the venue—a high-end restaurant just a few blocks from her office. It was the kind of place where deals were made over crystal glasses and whispered promises, where reputation carried as much weight as the words on paper.Soft amber lighting spilled across polished marble floors. The faint clink of cutlery and low murmur of conversation blended with the distant notes of a piano. Everything about the place spoke of quiet power.She stepped inside alone, her heels striking the floor with measured confidence. Her expression was composed, professional—but her mind was already working, anticipating the negotiation ahead.Until she saw the table.Julian Vance wasn’t alone.Seated beside him, leaning back like he owned the room, was a man she knew all too well—Marcus Thorne, owner of Thorne & Petals, the rival house to Prose & Stanza, known for his cunning and questionable tactics in the business. For a fraction of
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Rosa sat in her chair, watching as Luca paced around her office. She waited patiently for a while, giving him space to prepare himself and speak, but he was clearly too anxious and scared to voice what he wanted from her.After a few minutes, she glanced at her wristwatch. “Okay, Luca,” she said gently. “Take your time and decide exactly how you want me to help you propose to Lucy. I have a meeting I need to attend now, but I'll be back.”Luca stopped in his tracks and glanced at Rosa with a flicker of hope. “We will figure it out together, okay?!" she assured him with a smile. “I’ll return right after my meeting.”Even though she was busy, Rosa truly wanted to help Luca. More importantly, she loved Lucy and wanted her to be happy; she knew Lucy liked Luca and would be overjoyed to spend the rest of her life with him.Luca smiled, his shoulders relaxing. “Thank you, Madam.”Rosa nodded. “In the meantime, if you want to order something to eat or drink, I’ll ask my assistant to get it f
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Then Luciana added, “Today, Luciano and I will make breakfast for everyone.”Luciano smiled brightly. He was happy that his Rosie was receiving the affection he now wanted for her, and he knew his grandparents were nothing like his mother. He pushed the bitter thought aside, not wanting to ruin the morning. He turned on the gas and flipped the bacon in the pan while the eggs sizzled beside it. Once done, he placed them neatly onto a plate and repeated the process. Luciana stood beside him, guiding him gently, showing him how to cook everything just right.Soon, the food was ready. Renzo, Edoardo, and Rosa began eating first, while Luciana and Luciano joined them a little later.“So, have you decided what you’ll call us, piccolo cuore?” Luciana asked gently, using a soft Italian endearment.Renzo took a bite from Edoardo’s hand, clearly enjoying being fussed over. Edoardo watched him with quiet joy, as if trying to make up for lost time—wanting to do everything with him: play, talk, w
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Luciana gasped, lifting her weathered hand to her mouth as her aged eyes shone with awe. Beside her, Edoardo watched the little boy with unmistakable pride. They were both captivated by the child—and by his mother, who still carried the same kind, innocent aura, though she had grown even more beautiful with time.Edoardo and Luciana stepped toward them. Renzo tightened his grip on Rosa’s hand, a flicker of nervousness replacing his earlier excitement. He had been eager to meet them, but now felt shy beneath their steady, searching gazes.To the surprise of both Rosa and Luciano, however, the elders greeted her first.“Hello, Rosa,” Luciana said softly, a gentle smile gracing her lips. “It’s so good to see you. How have you been, cara?” She took Rosa’s hand, pressed a light kiss to the back of it, and kept holding it in her wrinkled hands. Rosa’s eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, she could only blink at the older woman and remained speechless.Edoardo then placed a hand over
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Luciano had left the room, and Rosa started gently shaking Renzo from his slumber; it was time for his medicine and breakfast. “Wake up, sweetie. Breakfast is ready.” Renzo opened his bright blue eyes, rubbing them sleepily. Rosa reached out, caught his small hands, and moved them away from his face so he wouldn't irritate his eyes. “Good morning, love bug,” she murmured, kissing his forehead. Her heart swelled as she watched her son’s sleepy, innocent smile. “Good morning, mommy,” he chirped, wrapping his arms around her neck. Rosa pulled him into her lap, holding him close.“Baby, you know... someone came to visit us today,” Rosa said in a soft murmur, rocking him gently in her arms.Renzo perked up, looking at her with curiosity. “Who came, mommy?”“Your daddy’s grandparents. Your great-grandparents,” she replied, trying to keep her voice steady despite the nerves fluttering in her chest.“Really?” Renzo sounded excited. Until now, it had been only him and his mommy. Then came L
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The morning light in the hospital ward was clinical and cold, mocking the exhaustion deep in Rosa’s bones. She had spent the night in a plastic chair, her hand resting on Renzo’s small, rhythmic chest.When Lucy arrived, she looked far too energized for 7:00 AM. She was excited that Renzo was going
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The hospital corridor was a blur of sterile white and frantic movement. Lucy’s heart hammered against her ribs; she had already called Rosa, and the guilt of losing sight of Renzo was eating her alive. When the automatic doors hissed open, Rosa practically sp
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“Listen to you, Alberto—still drunk on your own confidence,” Rita snapped at her brother, her tone sharp with contempt. “That same damn confidence almost cost us everything. If I hadn’t thought clearly and acted in time, we’d still be rotting and living in poverty.”Vittoria scowled. “Don’t forget—
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“Where’s the boss?” Reid demanded as he stepped into the mafia headquarters.One of Luciano’s men shifted uneasily, his eyes flicking toward the corridor that led to the torture room. Reid followed the glance, already shaking his head, and strode in that direction without another word.The screams
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