Se connecterTorn between guilt and survival, Alessia faces an impossible choice: avenging her family’s brutal murder or fleeing from the deadly grasps of the mafia. Her life was turned upside down the night she defied her father’s orders and snuck out of the mansion with her friend, Ella, for a night of clubbing. Returning home after a heartbreaking one-night stand with Dominic, who discarded her like a whore, she found her family brutally murdered. As the sole survivor, Alessia is haunted by the horrific events of that night. The weight of hidden truths and unanswered questions becomes almost unbearable as she struggles to piece together the shattered fragments of her life. Who could have committed such a heinous act? And will she be able to forgive once she uncovers the truth? Join Alessia on a harrowing journey to uncover the secrets behind her family’s murder and discover what it truly means to be a mafia princess.
Voir plusAlessia's POVDominic held the boy, while I scooped the little girl in my arms. The moment I walked in to my house I saw the decoration."Congratulations mom. Welcome home!"I had no tears left to cry as I looked from the decorations to Marco , who scooped Ella into his hands, to Elijah who kept grinning from ear to ear."This is beautiful genuinely," I said, my voice god must betraying how I felt inwardly."And here are your pineapples ma" Dominic said, after keeping the babies in the nursery.They wouldn’t stop teasing me about the pineapple. Equally, Marco handed me a small gift basket—overflowing with pineapples. Dried, candied, canned, juiced, even a plush toy shaped like one.“Really?” I asked with a smile, raising an eyebrow.He smirked. “A token of honor. For the Queen of Cravings.”Dominic added, “Don’t forget the midnight tantrums when we ran out. That’s history right there.”The twins gurgled in my arms like they were in on the joke. I rolled my eyes dramatically, but couldn
Allesia povI should’ve known the second round of pregnancy would hit harder. I wasn’t twenty-three anymore, I wasn’t hiding from the mafia, and I certainly wasn’t ready to swell like a balloon all over again.I knew Dominic was taking his time to be a father he wasn't when I was pregnant with the twins. He was absolutely dotting, never complaining and understanding. Sometimes, I feel bad for talking to him in horrible ways, but I couldn't help it. I had to blame it on the hormones.By the third month, my belly had already begun to show. It wasn’t huge per se—just enough to make every pair of jeans feel like betrayal and every fitted top a personal insult. The moment I waddled into the kitchen wearing Dominic’s oversized hoodie, Ella gasped like she’d seen Beyoncé.“MOMMY, YOU’RE ROUND!” She screamed with wide eyes.Dominic nearly choked on his coffee.“Thank you, darling,” I said dryly, rubbing my stomach. “I was hoping someone would point that out.” I said sarcastically.Elijah peer
Dominic's POV“Kids,” I said, crouching down in front of the twins. “We’re going to have to head home early.”Ella's face dropped dramatically. “But why? Ee are not to leave until Monday.” she said sadly, her eyes dropping."I'm so sorry, but your mum is not feeling to well," I said deadpan. I hate to be the one announcing a bad news.“Is Mom okay?” Eli asked, suddenly serious.I glanced toward the closed door of the bathroom where Alessia had been locked in for nearly half an hour. The sounds of retching had stopped, thankfully, but the worry hadn’t.“Let's just say she’s not feeling great,” I said gently, brushing Ella’s hair back. “So we need to get her to the doctor. We’ll come back another time. Promise.” I said truthfully.The disappointment in their eyes faded quickly when Alessia stepped out, pale-faced but managing a smile. “Sorry, guys. Looks like the the vacation is ruined”Elijah gave her a quick hug. “Get better soon, Mom.”Ella nodded. “And maybe next time we won’t let D
Dominic’s POVMarco didn’t say much the next morning. He stood in the doorway, duffel bag slung over his shoulder, a plane ticket to New York tucked into the front pocket of his jacket. Alessia lingered beside him, arms folded across her chest, trying to hide the chaos of emotions swirling behind her calm.“You don’t have to go yet,” she said quietly.Marco gave her a faint smile. “I think I do.”He looked at me with a smirk.He looked healthier now, more focused. The circles under his eyes were still there, but they were less haunted, like he had finally let go.“We both know my presence here is too much,” he continued. “You’ve got your family now. Your peace and I won’t want to disturb that.”I respected him for that. For knowing when to step back. But I also knew how much it cost him to walk away from his sister again. He had barely gotten to know the twins. And Alessia, well, she never said it, but I knew this goodbye was breaking something in her.“You’ll visit?” she asked, her
Dominic’s POVI never knew this was how freedom smelt like. Victor had always been a part of my life, without me even knowing. I finally knew what I was finally free.There are certain kinds of silence that speak louder than words. The kind that comes after battle. After you’ve seen the ugliest par
Dominic's POVAlessia had always been insatiable. She was always looking forward to do it anywhere at all. I had to keep her sane for the sake of our children.I was yet to agree to fully go down on her, but we definitely tried to have phone whenever we can. We had already made plans to go to the
Alessia's POVI stepped back as if my feet moved on their own. My heart thudded against my ribs in uneven bursts, drowning out everything but that voice.“Marco?” I said again, his name tasting like disbelief and salt.He looked older and leaner. The warm, teasing brother I once adored had hardened
Dominic's POVI grabbed my phone and typed fast.Stay in front of me. Don’t stop.I saw her look at her phone in her mirror. She looked worried as she looked at me, but she did not stop.Good girl.I lost a gear, my car making loud noises as I pushed down, getting closer to Alessia. My car went in
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