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Chapter 38: Boys in Blue Lie Too
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The Mafia Kings Plaything Chapter 164 – Her Cover Is Blowing
Fiorella’s POV“They’re watching me,” I whispered. The mirror didn’t answer, but I saw it in the reflection — two guards outside my door, pretending not to stare. Suzy sat up, blinking. “Mama, no one’s there.”“Don’t lie to me,” I snapped, pointing at the door. “They whisper. At night. You don’t hear it because you sleep like a baby.”She frowned. “They’re watching us,” I said louder this time. “They’ll check the house at sunrise. If I don’t move now, it’s over.”Suzy rubbed her eyes from the bed. “Mama, who?”“Everyone,” I snapped. “Go back to sleep.”She sat up, hugging her stuffed bear. “You didn’t sleep either.”“Because I can’t,” I said, pacing again. My hands wouldn’t stay still. “Every step I take, someone’s following.”“Maybe they just care,” she said softly.I stopped. “No. They suspect.”Her little face fell. “Did I do something?”I turned too fast. “You? You opened your mouth about that other one last night. Remember?”Tears filled her eyes. “I didn’t mean to—”“You neve
The Mafia Kings Plaything Chapter 163 – The First Time In Years, I Hope I’m wrong
Vittorio’s POVThe office smelled like whiskey and smoke. Valentino was already there, sitting behind my desk like he owned the place. I closed the door.He looked up. “She asleep?”“Yeah,” I said. “Finally.”He nodded, slow. “You look like shit.”“Thanks,” I muttered, pouring myself a drink. “You look worse.”He smirked, but it didn’t last long. “We need to talk about Fiorella.”I leaned against the desk, glass in hand. “Yeah. We do.”“She’s not her,” he said quietly.I stared at him for a long second. “You finally see it too.”He sighed. “I kept trying not to. But… it’s obvious now. The way she talks, moves—everything. It’s off.”“Not just off,” I said. “It’s wrong.”He rubbed his jaw. “So it’s not jealousy, or trauma, or memory loss?”“No,” I said. “It’s something else. Something planted.”Valentino leaned forward. “You think she’s compromised?”“I think whoever that woman is—she’s not Fiorella.”He went quiet. The clock ticked on the wall.“You were the one who loved her first,”
The Mafia Kings Plaything Chapter 162 – With The Devil Sitting 2ft Away
Katarina’s POV“Mommy Kat!”The second I stepped through the door, a tiny body slammed into my legs.“Papi—” I barely caught him before he almost tripped us both. His arms wrapped tight around me, face buried in my stomach.“You came back!” he said, voice muffled.I smiled weakly, running my hand through his hair. “Of course I came back, troublemaker.”Ombra appeared from the hallway, her scarf wrapped tight around her head. “He refused to sleep,” she said, shaking her head. “Said he would not close eyes until he saw you.”Papi looked up at her, serious. “I told you she’d come.”I laughed softly. “You win, little man. But now it’s late. You need to go to bed.”He frowned. “Only if you tuck me in.”“I will,” I promised. “In a minute.”Vittorio’s voice came from behind me, low and dry. “I need tucking in too. Who’s taking care of me?”I turned, giving him a look. “You can tuck yourself, big man.”He smirked. “I was hoping for equal treatment.”“Dream on,” I muttered, brushing past him.
The Mafia Kings Plaything Chapter 161 – We Used To Be Close
Ghost’s POV“Seatbelt,” I said.Suzy was already buckled in the back, her tiny legs swinging, hair a mess from the long day. She hugged a pink stuffed bear to her chest and looked up at me with sleepy eyes.“I already did,” she said proudly. “Mama said seatbelts are for good girls.”“Then you’re a good girl,” I said, forcing a small smile.Fiorella didn’t answer. She sat stiff beside me in the passenger seat, eyes locked on the window like she was watching ghosts in the dark.“Seatbelt,” I repeated, this time to her.She didn’t move. “It’s on,” she muttered, the belt hanging loose.“You used to hate them,” I said quietly. “Said they wrinkled your dress.”“Maybe I changed,” she said flatly, eyes still forward.I watched her reflection in the glass. Same face. Same voice. But not the same woman.“You always talk this much, Muscle?” she asked, her tone sharp.That name hit wrong. She’d never called me that. Not once. The real Fiorella used to call me G, or sometimes Ghostie when she wa
The Mafia Kings Plaything Chapter 160 – You Are Not God. Vittorio
Katarina’s POV“Vittorio, let me go! I can walk by myself!” My voice bounced off the hallway walls, but he didn’t slow down. His hand was locked around my wrist like a steel cuff.“I told you, I’m fine,” I said again, tugging against him. “You’re making a scene!”He didn’t even look back. “You fainted at a racetrack and nearly got hit by a car. You’re not fine.”“I didn’t nearly get hit,” I argued. “The barrier stopped it!”He shot me a look over his shoulder — sharp, quiet, and deadly. “If that barrier hadn’t held, you’d be a smear on the asphalt.”“Jesus, you’re dramatic,” I muttered, rolling my eyes. “Where are we even going?”“The lab,” he said. “You said you might be pregnant.”My heart jumped. “I said might be! I haven’t done a test yet!”“You’re doing one now.”“What?” I pulled my hand out of his grip. “No. I didn’t agree to that.”“You don’t have to,” he said, his tone flat as a blade. “We’re already in the hospital. Might as well confirm it.”“I didn’t even tell you for sure
The Mafia Kings Plaything Chapter 159 – Stupid Little Doll
Katarina’s POV“Where the hell am I?”The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was light — too much of it. Bright, white, blinding. It stabbed behind my eyelids. Then faces. Blurry, moving around me. Voices overlapping.“She’s awake!” someone shouted. “Get the doctor!” “Easy, easy— don’t move her yet.”I blinked fast, trying to see through the haze. My head throbbed like I’d been hit with a brick. Everything smelled like alcohol wipes and metal. A hospital. I was in a damn hospital.“What—” My voice came out hoarse. “What happened?”A nurse leaned over me, smiling the way people do when they’re trying to calm a bomb. “You fainted, signorina. You’re safe. Please relax.”Fainted?I tried to sit up, but the IV tugged at my arm. “No, I— there was a crash. At the track. Where’s—” My stomach turned. “Where’s Valentino?”The nurse glanced toward the door. “He’s fine, signorina. Resting in the next room.”I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. My chest ached. My body felt
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