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Thirty Eight

Auteur: Queen Medusa
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-15 15:52:05

NOVARIA'S POV

"Did you sleep well, princess?" Sylvester murmured against my hair as he carried me downstairs.

"Mhm," I nodded lazily, my cheek pressed against his shoulder. "I dreamed about you,"

A dramatic gasp escaped him.

"About me?"

His hand continued gliding through my hair as he descended the staircase.

"Yes," I yawned softly. "You, Chris, Collins, Kelvin, and I were all outside playing together,"

A smile tugged at my lips.

"Funny, right?"

What I didn't tell him was that the dre
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  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Forty Four

    NOVARIA'S POVSpeaking of daddy, I straightened up right away at the mere thought of him, asking Collins about him."Sylvester won't take long, princess. He will be here next to you when you wake up," Collins replied.That was quite a sad response, but I guess it was out of my control. That being said, we went downstairs to the kitchen, where some goons were smoking and talking about some work stuffs of theirs which I didn't even understand. But at least, I didn't forget to whimper at the smell of the smoke and the noise they were making. It only took a death glare from Collins to make everyone leave as quickly as possible.Surprisingly, Clinton our chef, was already preparing some soup for me, of which Collins and I was of the believe that it must have been on Kelvin's instruction. But I guess it didn't really matter anyways.The scent of onion and chicken gave me a satisfaction, as it has been long since I last tasted a good chicken soup."What happened," I heard Sylvester's voice

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Forty Three

    NOVARIA'S POV"Please, baby... tell me what you need."Kelvin's voice was filled with concern as he crouched beside the bed.For the past hour, he had been trying everything he could think of to comfort me. But nothing was working.The cramps twisting through my stomach had become unbearable. Every few minutes, another wave of pain would hit, making me curl tighter into myself.My head throbbed, my body couldn't seem to decide whether it was freezing or burning.One moment I was shivering beneath the blanket. The next, I was kicking it away because I felt too hot. Then seconds later, I wanted it back.The cycle repeated endlessly. A miserable whimper escaped my lips.Angela slipped from my arms and fell onto the floor.Before I could even react, Kelvin bent down, picked up the teddy bear, and carefully placed it back into my hands."There you go."I immediately hugged Angela against my chest as though she could somehow make the pain disappear.Unfortunately, she couldn't. The cramps r

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Forty Two

    NOVARIA'S POVAfter spending a few minutes scrolling aimlessly through my phone, I finally pushed the covers aside and got out of bed.The first thing I did was make the bed. Living with the Muskegons had somehow rubbed off on me; leaving a room messy now felt almost criminal.Once that was done, I changed into a comfortable outfit–a cream-colored oversized sweater paired with black leggings. It wasn't anything fancy, but it looked nice enough. After tying my hair into a messy bun, I headed downstairs.The weather outside looked colder than usual.Gray clouds stretched across the sky, swallowing most of the sunlight and casting a dull shadow over the mansion grounds. It looked like rain was coming.Still, none of that could ruin my mood.I walked into the kitchen and immediately reached for the cereal cabinet.I was just about to grab a bowl when a voice suddenly came from behind me."You scared me!" I jumped so hard that my hand flew straight to my chest.My heart nearly escaped thro

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Forty One

    NOVARIA'S POVSeeing that I was now calm, and has quietly eaten all my veggies; Sylvester now decided to know what was getting me all worked up."Baby, can you tell Daddy what has been getting you so worked up today?", He asked.He was already used to speaking in a daddy's tone already, because he knows it makes me feel smaller. Even though I wouldn't say it, it was still obvious. He didn't like punishing me, but he couldn't help himself if I was behaving in such a manner. I guess he didn't go too hard on me, because he was of the believe that something was bothering me.I looked down at my hands, and started fidgeting with my fingers."Nothing", I replied.Sylvester sighed. Not out of frustration, but of concern.He gently lifted my chin."Princess."The nickname alone nearly broke my resolve."If you don't tell me what's wrong, how am I supposed to help?"His thumb brushed against my cheek."You don't have to rush. Take your time."The room fell silent for several long seconds. Aft

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Forty

    NOVARIA'S POV Sylvester returned after fifteen good minutes. The moment he stepped into the living room, his expression softened. I was still standing where he'd left me, clutching Angela tightly against my chest. My eyes were swollen from crying, my cheeks stained with dried tears. Embarrassment burned through me. Not because of the punishment. Not even because I'd been forced to stand facing the wall like a child. I felt awful because Sylvester had been upset with me. That hurt far more. I regretted acting that way, but it was kind of out of my control. Sometimes I just felt like it. The second our eyes met, all the stubbornness that had possessed me earlier disappeared completely. Sylvester crouched in front of me until we were eye level. His large hand gently tilted my chin upward. "Are you feeling better now, Princess?" he asked softly. His voice no longer carried that stern edge. Just concern. I wasn't that foolish not to reply. Infact, I nodded without a bit of hesi

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Thirty Nine

    NOVARIA'S POV In the end, Sylvester managed to get me back to sleep. Not for long, though. A few hours later, I slowly woke up, blinking against the afternoon sunlight filtering through the curtains. For a moment, I simply lay there. The room was quiet. I turned my head and disconnected that yhe spot beside me was empty. My heart immediately sank and i sat up quickly. "Daddy?" No answer. I looked around the bedroom. Nothing. A horrible feeling settled in my chest. Had he left? Had Collins convinced him to go after all? I was already pushing the blankets aside when the bedroom door suddenly opened. And there he was. Sylvester walked inside carrying a glass of water. The moment he saw me awake, a smile appeared on his face. "There you are," Relief flooded through me so quickly that it almost made me dizzy. Without another thought, I climbed off the bed and walked straight to him. He chuckled softly before setting the glass down and lifting me into his arms. "You really

  • The Mafia's Adopted Princess    Twenty Two

    NOVARIA’S POVA week after the whole Melissa incident, Sylvester suddenly decided that I needed to go shopping.Not wanted.Needed.According to him, my wardrobe was “outdated,” “too plain,” and apparently “unacceptable” for someone living in the Muskegon mansion.I personally thought my clothes we

  • 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 ques

  • 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 tir

  • 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 m

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