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Fifteen

Author: Queen Medusa
last update publish date: 2026-05-27 20:23:17

NOVARIA’S POV

It was sometime around five in the evening when the front doors finally swung open.

Collins and I were sprawled across the living room floor, surrounded by coloring pencils, scattered pages, and empty snack wrappers.

The sound of my laughter still echoed through the room from one of Collins’ ridiculous jokes when the familiar heavy footsteps entered the mansion.

The Muskegon brothers were back. The atmosphere shifted instantly.

All three of them walked in wearing expensive dark c
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  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Twenty One

    NOVARIA’S POV“Daddy?” I called softly, my fingers absentmindedly clutching the sleeve of Sylvester’s shirt.“Hm?” he responded immediately, turning his head toward me. His voice was deep but gentle, the kind of voice that always made me feel safe no matter how troubled I was.I hesitated.The question had been lingering in my mind ever since that blonde woman stormed into the mansion, screaming like she owned the place.My head rested against Sylvester’s shoulder while the movie continued playing quietly in the background, forgotten by both of us.“Who was that lady?” I finally asked.For a moment, Sylvester went still. Not tense. Just thoughtful.“She was Melissa,” he answered after a brief pause. “My ex.”I slowly lifted my head to look at him.Sylvester sighed, leaning further into the couch while his fingers continued tracing slow circles against my back.“We broke up over a month ago,” he continued calmly. “She cheated constantly. At first, I ignored it because I honestly didn’t

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Twenty

    NOVARIA’S POVIt was sometime past four in the evening when I woke up.The rain had stopped hours ago, but the mansion still carried that cold, gloomy feeling that always came after a storm. My body felt heavy from sleep, and my head still ached faintly from crying earlier.As I rubbed my eyes tiredly, voices drifted upstairs from downstairs.At first, I thought it was one of the usual business discussions the Muskegons always had with their men. But then the voices grew louder… sharper.One voice in particular stood out.A woman.Curiosity slowly pushed away my sleepiness.I slipped off the bed and quietly padded toward the hallway, my bare feet brushing against the cold marble floor. The closer I got to the staircase, the clearer the voices became.I stopped beside the wall and carefully peeked downstairs.My eyes widened.A blonde-haired woman stood in the middle of the living room, glaring at Sylvester with pure fury burning in her eyes.She was stunning.Long golden hair cascade

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Nineteen

    NOVARIA’S POVI slowly turned around and saw Kelvin standing halfway down the staircase. His expression was unreadable, but from the look in his eyes, it was obvious he had witnessed everything that had happened between Sylvester and me.For a second, neither of us said anything.The silence only made the emotions bubbling inside me worse.I was angry. Not just at Sylvester. At all of them.At the way they constantly treated me like I was too fragile to know anything. Too innocent to understand their world. They babied me endlessly, protected me from every conversation, every truth, every danger.Usually, I didn’t mind it. Sometimes I even liked it. But right now? It felt suffocating.For the first time since arriving at the Muskegon mansion, I felt genuinely upset.Kelvin sighed softly before walking toward me.I opened my mouth, ready to tell him I wanted to be alone, but before the words could leave my lips, his arms wrapped around me.The warmth of the sudden embrace caught me com

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Eighteen

    NOVARIA’S POVThe tension in the room was suffocating.Fredo looked barely able to stand as he leaned heavily against the doorframe, one hand clutching his side while blood dripped steadily down his arm and onto the polished floor beneath him. His breathing came out rough and uneven, chest rising violently beneath his torn black shirt.The moment Sylvester saw him, his chair scraped harshly against the floor as he stood.“Fredo,” he called sharply, striding toward him. “What the hell happened?”Collins straightened from where he sat, his expression instantly darkening. The atmosphere inside the room shifted so quickly it felt like the air itself had gone cold.Fredo tried to speak, but a cough interrupted him first. He winced painfully before forcing the words out.“I….It was Marcus…” he rasped. “His men ambushed me.”Two men quickly rushed forward to support him before his knees could give out completely. Fredo groaned as they lowered him into a chair.“I think they’ve been trackin

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Seventeen

    NOVARIA’S POVThe rain never stopped that night.Even while asleep, I could still hear the steady tapping of raindrops against the large bedroom windows. The sound blended softly with the occasional rumble of thunder outside, wrapping the mansion in an eerie kind of silence.I didn’t dream. I was far too exhausted for that.Despite doing almost nothing all day, my mind had been overwhelmed from everything that happened earlier–the basement, Sylvester’s warning, his confession about the Mafia.And maybe because of all that… I found myself clinging to him more than usual in my sleep.His arms remained wrapped tightly around me beneath the blankets, warm and protective.At some point during the early hours of the morning, exhaustion completely swallowed me whole.Until.CRACK!A deafening thunderclap exploded through the sky.My eyes snapped open instantly.I shot upright on the bed, breathing heavily as another violent rumble shook the windows around me.The room was pitch black.For a

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Sixteen

    NOVARIA’S POVThe way Sylvester spoke to me about the basement stayed in my head long after we left the hallway.It wasn’t even the warning itself that bothered me the most. It was the tone. The seriousness in his voice. The look in his eyes. For the first time since I met him, Sylvester had spoken to me in a way that actually felt like a scolding. Not harsh… but firm enough to make my chest tighten. And somehow, that hurt more than it should have.I hadn’t even planned on entering the room in the first place. But now that I was being forbidden from going anywhere near it, my curiosity only deepened.What exactly could be inside that basement?Money?Weapons?Secrets?The possibilities began running wildly through my head.I kept my gaze lowered as I nodded.“Thanks,” Sylvester said quietly after a while. “Now come on. Let’s get you something to eat. I’m sure you’re hungry.”I forced a small smile and nodded, though my thoughts remained trapped behind that heavy basement door.As we c

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