Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia Don's Obsession: Kabanata 531 - Kabanata 540

The Monk was standing at his desk, silent and watchful. He observed the warm landscape spread out before him in silence; a habit he had inculcated when he had been a monk and meditating in the mountains. But his eyes were not taking in the beauty of the world outside; on the contrary, he was seething. His nephew, the fool that the boy was turning out to be, had been fixated with Ria Delano to such a degree, he had sent one of their men to the Delano lair, the newest club, and the equally stupid fellow had gotten his man killed. An illegal migrant, whose family was now on the streets. Dusak had had the women and the children brought to the brothels he ran. Now they would soon be sold, thought the monk distastefully. He had no interest in what his nephew did in his spare time, but he DID have an opinion when the young man let his lust overrun business. And that was what was happening. He was obsessed with that girl of Delano's.The Monk shook his head and turned to look at Kasparov, his

ProserpinaMy Mafia Don's next words echoed my sentiments as he growled, his gray eyes keen as they studied me,'You always became hornier than a b*tch in heat when you were breeding.'His words seemed to echo what I had been thinking and with a cry, I sat up in horror, the blood draining from my face.*I had omitted to take the Pill for in my foolishness, I had imagined that Lucien was growing too old to get me pregnant.And with all the chaos around me, it had slipped my notice that I had missed my period. I had imagined that as I grew older, my body was changing but that ahd been months ago…?Cupping my cheeks, I closed my eyes and thought, shaking my head wildly,'No, no...I cannot, simply CANNOT be pregnant again!'Beside me, Lucien lifted himself on an elbow as he drawled, mockingly, his breath hot against my ear as he dipped his silver head and bit my earlobe as he growled, 'Woman, have I sired another child in you, my fertile little bit*h?'*LucienHe found it hilarious and

ProserpinaI had been trying to get through to Schwartz; he was a person I wanted to share the news with and an urgent desire to listen to his calm, soothing advice. Jeannie was somewhere in the Andes or I would have not hesitated to call her up.Sighing in frustration, I pushed the phone away, desultorily.Ria had bounded into the kitchen looking sprightly and happy but my heart sank as I thought of how I would tell her that she was going to have another little sibling. Horrified at how I would do it, I sat in the kitchen, my happy space. Camille and Bea, dear Bea, had been the only people I had confided in.And they had been clear; why was I hesitating? The children would understand. I sighed. Lucien Delano’s sexual prowess was legendary; after all, we already had seven children! And since he had stopped taking other women to his bed to satisfy his urges, it had been my fault for having tripped up and not taken the Pill.Groaning, I reached for the phone again. Where was James Schwa

The flight landed in under three hours and I woke up groggily, having gone to sleep in the large bed at the back of the aircraft. Lucien was not to be seen; he had insisted that I rest and I had given in although I was slightly piqued with him for dragging me back. I had just managed to look at Schwartz through the large glass partition and all I could make out was his poor body swathed in bandages. We drove back home, Lucien barking orders at people all the while, switching from one phone to another. I could make out that he had already begun to exact revenge and that at least a handful of the evil Monk’s men had met their maker…*Piers had been chuffed to know that his father did not want him to be near Schwartz; instead, he had asked for the Capo to take charge. Pies had known the man since he was just a toddler, and James Schwartz was like a father to him. He sank his head in his hands and shut his eyes. The Monk should be destroyed, along with the One-Eyed villain. But how could

ProserpinaSomething about the men who had been brought in to guard us and Schwartz, made me uneasy. They were respectful enough, avoiding my eyes when I happened to run into them, but I could feel their eyes boring into my back when I walked down the corridor or met one of them in the large house as they patrolled.The men are dangerous; stay away from them. Lucien had cautioned me, and his warning echoed in my mind as I went about my work with that thought. Dom and Lou had been sent back, as had Tara. While the boys had returned to their elite school in the Alps, she would be enrolled in a school in Europe close to her siblings in the summer, but till then, she was to be under the watchful eye of Brain Gaulle and his organization in the Far East.I sighed as I set my reading glasses down.My children, I thought.Seven of them, and another one is on the way.I loved my Mafia Don, body and soul, but was I doing the right thing by bringing another little life into this world?So much v