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2026-05-15 21:31:55
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The Mafia's Princess Forty Two
Alessandro hadn’t slept.Not even for a minute.The massive Valenti mansion felt colder than usual that morning.Too quiet.Too empty.Too humiliating.He sat alone in his bedroom, staring blankly at the untouched drink on the table beside him.Everything replayed endlessly inside his head.The look on everyone’s faces after Lorenzo walked out carrying Isabella in his arms.Like Alessandro had lost.Like he had been replaced.Like he had never mattered in the first place.His jaw tightened painfully.He hated it.Hated all of it.A frustrated groan left him as he dragged both hands through his hair.Then suddenly, his phone rang.Alessandro frowned immediately when he saw the caller ID.Valeria.He stared at the screen for a second before answering.“What do you want?”His tone was cold.Guarded.Valeria remained silent briefly on the other end before speaking softly.“You sound surprised.”“I am surprised,” Alessandro muttered. “Thought you were done with me after yesterday.”Valeria
The Mafia's Princess Forty One
The convoy of black vehicles slowed to a stop in front of Isabella's apartment building.Immediately, Lorenzo's guards stepped out first.Alert.Watchful.Scanning every corner of the quiet street before opening the car door for Lorenzo and Isabella.Isabella's stomach twisted nervously as she stepped out beside him.This was all happening too fast.Too publicly.Too dangerously.Neighbors peeked through windows.Curious eyes followed the expensive vehicles lining the street.And standing among it all…Was Don Lorenzo Valenti.The Butcher.Untouchable.Powerful.Terrifying.Isabella felt sick.Her mother was going to lose her mind.Lorenzo noticed the tension in her instantly.“You don’t have to be afraid.”Isabella looked at him quickly.“You clearly don’t know my mother.”Isabella took a deep breath before walking toward the apartment building.Lorenzo followed beside her while two guards stayed close behind.The closer they got to the apartment door, the harder Isabella's heart pou
The Mafia's Princess Forty
Isabella woke slowly.For a few brief seconds, her mind remained hazy, suspended somewhere between exhaustion and reality.The soft mattress beneath her felt unfamiliar.Too soft.Too luxurious.And the scent in the air...Fresh linen.Vanilla.Wood polish.Not home.Her eyes fluttered open.The first thing she saw was the enormous chandelier hanging above her.Then came the realization.The Valenti mansion.Her breath caught slightly.Memories from the previous night crashed into her all at once.The party.The humiliation.The laughter.Lorenzo walking in.The gunshot.Alessandro.The argument outside the study.And finally, Lorenzo's words.“You were trapped the moment you walked into my life.”Isabella closed her eyes briefly.Her chest tightened painfully.Nothing about her life felt real anymore.Slowly, she pushed herself upright against the massive bed, looking around the room properly for the first time.The guest bedroom was breathtaking.Fresh flowers sat on the bedside tab
The Mafia's Princess Thirty Nine
Isabella stood frozen outside the room, her hand still hovering near the door handle, her breathing uneven after everything she had just heard.Every word.Every accusation.Every cruel truth.It all rang violently inside her head.“She belongs to me.”The words made her chest tighten painfully.Inside the study, silence settled again.But outside?A storm brewed between two broken people.Alessandro lifted his head slowly after colliding into her.For a moment…Neither of them spoke.They simply stared at each other.And what existed between them now was no longer romance.No longer attraction.No longer even confusion.It was wreckage.Pure wreckage.Alessandro's expression darkened the second he realized she had heard everything.Isabella could see it instantly.The humiliation.The anger.The resentment.His pride had been shattered tonight.Not just by Lorenzo.But by her too.And somehow that made him hate her even more.Isabella swallowed hard, her voice trembling slightly when
The Mafia's Princess Thirty Eight
The moment the study door closed behind Isabella…The room changed.The tension that had been restrained moments ago now rose freely between father and son like smoke before a fire.Don Lorenzo stood unmoving behind his desk, his expression cold and unreadable.Alessandro remained near the center of the room, fists clenched tightly at his sides.His chest rose and fell unevenly.Anger.Humiliation.Confusion.All of it burned inside him at once.For the first time in a long time…He wasn’t afraid enough to stay silent.His eyes locked onto his father.And finally he spoke.“Why?”Don Lorenzo's gaze didn’t shift.“Be specific.”Alessandro let out a bitter laugh.“You slept with my girlfriend.”The accusation rang sharply through the room.Still Lorenzo showed no reaction.If anything, his calmness only made Nico angrier.“That’s low,” Alessandro spat. “Even for you.”Don Lorenzo slowly placed the glass in his hand onto the desk.The soft clink echoed loudly in the silence.“You’re in n
The Mafia's Princess Thirty Seven
The atmosphere in Don Lorenzo's study had barely settled.The air still carried the weight of everything that had happened. The party, the humiliation, the rescue, the unspoken emotions that neither of them had fully processed.Isabella sat across from him.She felt… safe.And yet, not.Because every word Lorenzo spoke reminded her of one thing...Her life was no longer simple.It could never be again.Don Lorenzo stood by the window, his back partially turned to her, his gaze fixed on the darkness outside.But his mind?It was far from calm.It was calculating.Always calculating.Finally, he spoke.“Your mother.”Isabella's head lifted immediately.Her heart skipped.“My… mother?” she repeated softly.Lorenzo turned to face her now, his expression serious, more serious than she had ever seen it.“We need to move her.”The words hit instantly.Hard.Isabella blinked.“What…?”“Tomorrow morning,” he continued, his tone firm, leaving no room for negotiation. “She cannot stay where she
The Mafia's Princess Thirty
Don Lorenzo Valenti's study, was partially dark, with low lighting. He stood by the window, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his gaze fixed on the night outside.But his mind?There was nothing still about it.Isabella Lombardi.She had been on his mind far more than he cared to admit.More than was
The Mafia's Princess Twenty Nine
The party's venue was alive.Lights blazed across the sprawling hall, music thumped through the walls, and laughter spilled into every corner of the night.And tonight… it wasn’t just a party.It was a spectacle.Students flooded the halls and outdoor spaces, dressed in high-end formal attire that
The Mafia's Princess Twenty Four
The air in the bedroom had shifted to something heavy.Something dangerous.Isabella could feel it in the way her breath had changed.In the way her heart refused to slow down.In the way Lorenzo was looking at her.Like she was the only thing in the world that mattered in that moment.And that ter
The Mafia's Princess Twenty Three
The moment shattered.Like glass breaking under pressure.Isabella's eyes flew open.Reality came crashing back all at once.What was she doing?Her hands pressed against Lorenzo's chest, and this time...she pushed hard.The distance between them returned suddenly, her breath uneven, her chest risi
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