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Chapter 12: Love?

Author: Lashes
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-12 22:29:11
Arya tied up her hair and studied her reflection for a moment before turning away. The room was quiet, only the sound of footsteps outside the door, then quiet once more. She stooped to retrieve her shoes, put them on slowly, then simply stood, not knowing what to do.

A knock came at the door.

"Arya?" a soft voice called.

It wasn’t Juan. It was one of the housekeepers—Lucia.

"Yes?" Arya said, walking over.

Lucia gave a small smile when the door opened. "Donatella is here to see you. She came with her father. They’re with the others downstairs."

Arya blinked. "Oh. Okay. I’ll be down in a minute."

Lucia nodded and walked off.

Arya stood where she was. The room fell silent again. She took a jacket, slipped it on, and left, moving more slowly than she had meant to.

There was a smell of coffee in the house and something fainter coming from the kitchen. She heard voices in the dining room—Juan's voice, then another, older and deeper. That would be Donatella's father. She stopped in
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I know, I know, I'm supposed to be on a break but...😹😹😹 anyways, love y'all.

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  • The Mafia's Angel    Chapter 12: Love?

    Arya tied up her hair and studied her reflection for a moment before turning away. The room was quiet, only the sound of footsteps outside the door, then quiet once more. She stooped to retrieve her shoes, put them on slowly, then simply stood, not knowing what to do. A knock came at the door. "Arya?" a soft voice called. It wasn’t Juan. It was one of the housekeepers—Lucia. "Yes?" Arya said, walking over. Lucia gave a small smile when the door opened. "Donatella is here to see you. She came with her father. They’re with the others downstairs." Arya blinked. "Oh. Okay. I’ll be down in a minute." Lucia nodded and walked off. Arya stood where she was. The room fell silent again. She took a jacket, slipped it on, and left, moving more slowly than she had meant to. There was a smell of coffee in the house and something fainter coming from the kitchen. She heard voices in the dining room—Juan's voice, then another, older and deeper. That would be Donatella's father. She stopped in

  • The Mafia's Angel    Author's Note

    Okay sooo… plot twist I’m down with a lil sickness and it’s mid-semester exam season (double whammy, I know). So I’m hitting pause for about a week. No updates till I crawl out of this academic + flu combo.In the meantime, if you're bored or miss me (which you totally will), go binge my other books! Just search Lashes and wherever you see my pfp, yup, that’s me doing my thing.Books: The Perfect Marriage Fraud, The Blood Catalyst (highly recommend)Be good while I’m gone! See you soon 💖I LOVE YOU!!!

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