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84. Confession
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2023-08-29 17:23:30
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The Mafia Princess 218: Where Are They?
Sofia's PovMy fingers trembled against the glass screen of my device. “No bars yet,” I muttered, my voice more brittle than I wanted Giada to hear.I kept refreshing the signal every other second. Nothing. Just the same lifeless display. No signal meaning no connection.The air inside the car was tense, suffocating even. The speedometer ticked closer to the edge, the car swerving past the highway bends like a missile. Agent 47’s hands were steady on the wheel, but mine…..mine wouldn’t stop shaking.Beside me, Giada had been doing the same, checking her phone obsessively. She finally turned her head with a short exhale, “Still nothing, Fia. There's not even a glimpse”Damn it! I clenched my jaw hard and blinked away the tears gathering behind my lashes. I had held it in all through the drive, told myself to stay strong.Queen Sofia Di Marco didn’t fall apart under pressure but I was cracking inside. I was literally screaming internally."My children..." I whispered so softly
The Mafia Princess 217:My Children
Clancy's POVI didn’t realize I was crying.Not until the burning in my eyes blurred the faces in front of me, and something warm and wet touched the curve of my cheek.“You’re a bad man… Why did you leave us?”Her voice was soft and accusing. Shaking something in me I never wanted disturbed.Those words echoed through every hollow space inside me and this caused my breath to falter. They were mine.My daughters. My children.Sofia… she must have left North America pregnant.How could I forget the number of times that we had unprotected sex because we got caught in the moment. It explained everything. Their age. Their eyes. The shape of their lips when they frowned like her. The way one of them arched her brow just like I used to do in mirrors as a teenager. God, even their energy. Where the hell else could that energy come from but the two of us?The guilt swept in through me like a flood; violent and overwhelming, no warning. My knees hit the floor; my palms spread on the
The Mafia Princess 216: The Launch Code
Sofia’s POV "Shut up!" My voice cracked out of me before I could catch it. The world around me felt like it was spinning. The air was too thin. My vision blurred, not from fear, no, but from the toxic, twisting nausea in my chest. Her words... that voice… the Interagent's voice crawled into my skull like venom and settled in the hollows of my shame. No. I was not like her. I will never be like her. She stood there, the same twisted smirk pulling at her lips as though my pain was her entertainment. A smile that dared to mock what little air I had left in my lungs. "Ball’s in your court, Queen," Rosita said with a tilt of her head, the sickly sweetness gone, replaced by sharp indifference, "I'm done with this conversation. The code" I swallowed. My throat burned. My fists clenched until I felt my nails dig into my palms. "How do I trust you?" I asked, the words barely laced in the breath I had left, “What if you walk away and decide to change your mind?” Her eyes
The Mafia Princess 215: Become Like Me
Sofia’s POVMy fingers trembled, but not from the cold of the warehouse.The muzzle of my gun stayed locked on Rosita’s skull, my finger curled firm around the trigger, but my vision… my vision was blurring.It wasn’t just fear.Tears were breaking free from my lashes, silent and hot. I couldn’t stop them anymore.They traced my cheeks like ink, dragging everything I’d worked so hard for down with them. Years of planning, of sacrifice, of becoming someone else… shattered in one night like cheap porcelain dropped on the floor.She knew.She fvcking knew everything.I thought I’d hidden well. I thought I was off her radar. Aurora DE Santa was supposed to be perfect. Impeccable. Untouchable. But the Interagent… she never took her eyes off me. Not once. She just waited....waited until the cyber weapon was completed. And then she struck.“Leave my children out of this,” I choked, my voice hoarse as if scraped raw from the inside, “This is between you and me”Rosita tilted her head, h
The Mafia Princess 214: Room 310
Clancy's POVMy Rolls-Royce Phantom came to a halt at the curb of Mayen Tower Hotel, and my driver scrambled out to open the door like his life depended on it.I stepped out slowly.Tailored Armani suit hugging my frame. Polished shoes kissing the concrete like a signature. I didn’t need to say a word--my presence was thunder in silence.Behind me, the other blacked-out luxury vehicles lined up, fanning out like loyal dogs. A king’s entrance.Matteo rushed to my side.He always looked one word away from pissing his pants when I didn’t speak. I preferred it that way.But something felt…off.No bellboy. No doorman. No smiling receptionist to fake welcome. The lobby, though faintly luxurious with its marble tiles and gold-veined counters, was strangely empty. The lights flickered slightly overhead.Chandelier crystals shimmered, but there was no music, no scent of fresh flowers like any true upper-tier hotel should have. It was like someone designed it to appear expensive but forgot
The Mafia Princess 213: The Culprit
Sofia’s POVThe soft rumble of the vehicle beneath me was the only thing I could feel until a voice pierced through the weight in my mind."Your Highness," Agent 47 called gently from the front seat, “We’re close.”My eyes blinked open and I sat up, disoriented for a moment. I had fallen asleep? Damn it.“How long have I been out?” I asked, voice hoarse as I straightened, already reaching for my phone.“Thirty-five minutes. Madam Gloria wants to speak with you,” he added, gaze still fixed ahead like a machine programmed for war.I checked my phone. Two missed calls from Gloria. Just as I was processing that, the screen lit up again with her name.I swiped to answer before the first ring could complete.“Glory, did you find anything?” I asked breathlessly.Her voice came steady but urgent, “Sofia, listen to me. I used Giada’s GPS history to triangulate where her movements deviated. She did arrive at the mall and even stayed about thirty minutes, but after that... she didn’t leave in
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