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Twenty Four

Author: Vivah_writes
last update publish date: 2026-06-05 17:22:49

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 terrified her, because a part of her…liked it.

Too much.

Don Lorenzo stood close, too close.

His presence wrapping around her like an invisible force she couldn’t escape. His hand was still resting light
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  • The Mafia's Princess   Thirty Four

    The doors had barely closed behind Don Lorenzo before the silence shattered.At first, it was murmurs.Then laughter.Mocking and cruel.And it was all directed at one person.Alessandor Valenti.He stood exactly where Lorenzo had left him.Frozen.His mind still struggling to catch up with everything that had just happened.The gun.The warning.The humiliation.In front of everyone.His father hadn’t just reprimanded him, He had destroyed him publicly.“Damn…” one of the boys muttered, shaking his head. “That was brutal.”Another let out a low whistle. “Bro… your dad almost killed you.”That was when the laughter grew louder.More confident.Because the fear Lorenzo brought with him, had also left with him.And now there was nothing holding them back.One of his friends stepped forward, a smirk stretching across his face.“Wait…” he said slowly. “So let me get this straight…”Alessandro didn’t respond.Didn’t even look at him.But the guy continued anyway.“You made a whole bet… hyp

  • The Mafia's Princess   Thirty Three

    The silence in the hall was suffocating.Heavy.Unforgiving.Every single eye was fixed on the scene unfolding—no one daring to move, no one daring to speak.Because standing there, with a gun pointed straight ahead…was Don Lorenzo Valenti.And in his line of fire, was his own son.Alessandro stood frozen.His body rigid.His mind blank.For the first time in a long time…he looked small.Insignificant.Because the man in front of him wasn’t just his father.He was the Butcher.And right now?That title wasn’t just a rumor.It was a warning.Lorenzo's gaze remained locked on Alessandro, dark and unyielding, his finger resting lightly against the trigger.The room held its breath.Waiting.Praying.Hoping this wouldn’t go where it looked like it was going.Lorenzo spoke suddenly.“Do you know…” his voice was low, controlled, “why you’re still standing?”Alessandro swallowed hard.But he didn’t answer.He couldn’t.Because even breathing felt like a risk.Lorenzo took a slow step closer.

  • The Mafia's Princess   Thirty Two

    Isabella's voice echoed through the room.The crowd erupted.Laughter.Whistles.Mockery.“Oh my God!”“She really went all out!”“That’s embarrassing!”Isabella's entire body went cold.Her knees felt weak.Her vision blurred.“No…” she whispered.But it didn’t stop.The video continued.Her pacing.Her anticipation.Her vulnerability.All of it exposed.Tears streamed down her face now.Uncontrollable.Humiliating.And around her?No one cared.No one stopped it.They laughed.They recorded.They enjoyed it.Isabella's chest heaved.Her breath coming in sharp, broken gasps.She couldn’t stay.She couldn’t breathe.She couldn’t—Without thinking—She turned.But some of the boys stopped her."Where are you running off too?""Why don't you give us some of what you gave, Alex?" Another boy said.Soon, they started pulling at her, touching her.Isabella screamed.They were like five or six of them around her, and no one came to help her.Not even her best friend, Valeria.Or her boyfrie

  • The Mafia's Princess   Thirty One

    The moment Isabella stepped into the venue…She knew.Something was wrong.It wasn’t immediate.Not at first.But it crept in slowly like a chill slipping beneath her skin.The music was loud.The lights were bright.The room was full.But none of that mattered.Because the second she fully stepped into the hall, everything changed.Conversations paused.Heads turned.And then...laughter.It started as a few quiet chuckles.Barely noticeable.But within seconds…It spread.Louder.Sharper.Uncontrolled.Isabella froze.Her fingers instinctively wanted to grip the edges of her jacket, but it was too late, she had already taken it off at the entrance.She stood there.Exposed.In her rabbit costume.Surrounded by people dressed in elegance.Gowns.Tuxedos.Sophistication.Isabella's heart dropped.“No…” she whispered under her breath.Her eyes darted around the room.Confusion flooding her expression.“This… this isn’t…”Not a costume party.Not even close.Her stomach twisted violently

  • 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 acceptable.More than was wise.His grip tightened slightly around the glass.He hadn’t reached out to her.Not once.Not after that day.Not after she stopped him.His jaw flexed.It wasn’t rejection that bothered him.No.It was something else.Something deeper.Something he couldn’t ignore.The way she looked at him.The way she responded to him.Even when she tried not to.Even when she fought it.Lorenzo exhaled slowly.“She’s still with him…” he muttered under his breath.The thought alone was enough to darken his expression.His son.Alessandro.The very idea of them together now felt…Wrong.Unacceptable.His fingers tapped lightly against the glass.“She should’ve ended it already.

  • 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 ranged from, Floor-length evening gowns, sleek cocktail dresses, tuxedo-style jumpsuits. The men wore black tuxedos. It was a night for refined looks.At the center of it all stood Alessandro Valenti.In a black tuxedo.But unlike everyone else… he wasn’t relaxed.He wasn’t enjoying the party.He was waiting.His gaze kept drifting toward the entrance.Again.And again.And again.“She’s coming, relax.”One of his friends clapped him on the shoulder, laughing lightly. “You’re acting like you’ve never seen a girl before.”Alessandro forced a small smirk.“I’m not worried,” he replied.But that was a lie.And deep down, he knew it.Because this wasn’t just about seeing Isabella.This was about

  • The Mafia's Princess   Ten

    The rain came down harder.Relentless.Cold droplets soaked through Isabella's hair, her dress clinging to her skin, outlining every curve in a way that made her feel even more exposed, more vulnerable.Her heart pounded wildly in her chest.“Don’t make this difficult,” the stranger said again, his

  • The Mafia's Princess   Nine

    Isabella stepped out of the mansion, the cool night air hitting her skin instantly.She wrapped her arms around herself, her heels clicking softly as she moved further away from the noise, the lights, the chaos.Her breathing slowly steadied.But her heart...That was another story.Tears burned be

  • The Mafia's Princess   Eight

    The party went on.Music pulsed through the mansion, laughter echoed against marble walls, and glasses clinked as guests lost themselves in the night. It was everything a celebration was supposed to be.Alive, vibrant, intoxicating.But for Isabella, it all felt distant.Muted.Like she was there,

  • The Mafia's Princess   Seven

    Isabella's throat felt dry.Her heart was still racing, her pulse uneven, her thoughts tangled beyond reason.But somehow she managed to force the words out.“It’s… it’s nice to meet you, sir.”Her voice trembled despite her effort to sound composed.For a brief second, silence lingered between them

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