All Chapters of Taming the Mafia King: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 88: The Truth UnveiledRegina’s P.O.V“And I started to find excuses to keep you from harm’s way.” I continued. “I knew you weren’t included in the trafficking after Cole got the data from your laptop. But now, I had to find out who was actually involved. But then one day, you went to Detroit to your Principessa, and I found out that I was pregnant with your child. Another hurdle, another setback.”“You’re calling our daughter a setback?” He asked, his voice devoid of emotions.My eyes widened in surprise. So he knew?Was Rosanna really that stupid? Why would she tell Draco about our child if she wanted to be with him?“Continue.” He urged. “Tell me what happened next.”“You know what happened next.” I sighed, using my fingers to massage my temples as I felt a headache incoming. “The trip to Chicago, and everything went downhill from there on out.”“How did you end up as Vincenzo’s daughter-in-law?”“Like I already told you, he saved my life.” I shrugged. “He also found out I

Chapter 90: Did You Ever Love Me?Regina’s P.O.VI sat in the passenger’s seat of Draco’s car, eagerly waiting for him to start a conversation as he parked in an alleyway, away from any security cameras or even traffic cams that can record us in any way.Getting into my car with Draco was a big no-no, since the entire thing was rigged with trackers and listening devices. So Draco’s car had been the safest option.Now, the close proximity of the man I had once loved with all my heart and still did, mingled with the weight of all the revelations that I’d had in the past hour…were making my head spin.It should’ve felt like we were finally getting somewhere…finally coming to a closure…but why did it feel like the weight of the entire world now rested on my shoulders, crushing me under it all?I debated what to say, how to start this conversation as Draco sat like a silent sentinel at the driver’s seat. His face held an unreadable expression and it somehow made me even more anxious.I kne

Chapter 92: Changing PlansRegina’s P.O.V“Ah! Leonora!”Enzo’s voice snapped me out of my sudden trance, just as bile rose to my throat, making my entire body freeze with horror.I tried not to show it on my face, but I was sure they could see it, the dread, the betrayal…Especially when Gabriele looked up at me with a cruel smile on his face.Ignoring Enzo’s enthusiastic smile, I held out my hand for Harmona. Getting my baby out of that fucker’s clutches was my number one priority at that moment.“Hey baby, why are you up until now? It’s past your bedtime already.” I called her over to me and Harmona didn’t waste a single second before she ran out of Gabriele’s grasp and straight into my arms.I turned towards the back of the room where Juliana was standing with a dreadful expression on her face. I couldn’t blame her until I knew the whole truth, so I let her carry Harmona.“Take her back to her room. Now.” I whispered for only her to hear, even as I kept a pleasant expression on my

Chapter 94: A Party from HellRegina’s P.O.VTwo days had passes by as if they had been two centuries.We were constantly being watched, me, Juliana and Harmona.Enzo had fixed times for me to play with my own daughter and Juliana had to wait in another room until we were done spending time with each other.I don’t know what Gabriele had told him or what kind of proof he may have about me, but whatever it was, it was bad enough that Enzo was losing his trust in me.A trust that I had needed years to build.And I needed him to trust me now more than ever. With the most influential leaders of the mob finally assembling under one roof, I needed to be at the epicenter of it all to know what was going on.If I continued to be locked up like this, in Antonio’s room, then there was very little chance that I would be able to warn them at all.I was dressed in a red dress once again, just like the first day I met Draco and revenge against those who had made my life a living hell, had officiall

Chapter 96: BattlefieldRegina’s P.O.V “What the…”I lifted one leg and dug my heels into Antonio’s shoe, making him yelp and jump back.Taking advantage of the situation, I lifted the vase and turning around, brought it down on his head.The cracking sound of the glass vase as it shattered into a million pieces, gave me intense satisfaction as Antonio cried in pain, falling onto the ground at my feet.He had let go of the gun, letting it drop to the floor as he clutched his head in his hands, blood gushing out of the cut that had resulted from the hard glass connecting with his empty head.I picked up the gun and slammed the butt onto the side of his head. Just before his eyes rolled back into his head, I made eye contact with the fucker, watching with satisfaction as his eyes widened in horror.His body fell limply to the side, but I knew he wasn’t dead. The Vincenzo fuckers were too stubborn to die from a simple glass vase to the head. But if he had permanent brain damage, that wo