Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mafia's Lost Princess: Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

Damon The room was definitely silent, aside from the thundering heartbeats that filled my ears. I wanted to grab my head and scream while telling them to shut up, but judging from their faces, they would be dead. "Suddenly so quiet. I thought you would have many things to say in your defense," I said, and my voice carried to the end of the room. "I thought you were so bold about your legitimacy. Tell me, Cassandra, who is this kingpin she mentioned?" "I don't know what she's talking about," Cassandra said stiffly. "She's lying. It's all lies." "I can think of at least two witnesses that would back up the claims. Cassandra, you are treading on dangerous ice. Your little boyfriend wouldn't be able to pull you out," I said, nodding my head in Frederick's direction. Instantly, the man flinched and ducked his head, exposing the mark I left on his neck further. He was such an interesting toy to play with, I thought to myself. Cassandra suddenly stood up. "I will not be part of this ch

Isabella He first looked deep in thought. But then Roman’s smile widened with each thing I said until his face was stretched into a full-on grin. "My father spoke of your dad as a man capable of seeing through people. It appears you have emulated his character to a fault. I never met Marcel. I heard his unusual kindness cost him everything. In my opinion, there's nothing wrong with kindness, but there's everything wrong with softness in this line of work. Take a look at the current King. He's a hard man, scary. In my opinion, he's a brute. He rules with brute strength, force, and fear. I must confess, the man is truly a force to be reckoned with. He has no weaknesses. I've tried to find where his base is located, but I can't. I don't even know what he looks like underneath the mask. So, instead of trying to find out that, I chose to chip away at his empire. But even as it's done, the only thing I'm able to keep is the harbor. I'm left with pocket change that is very much a far cr

Damon I stepped on the gas, driving as fast as I could to the hospital that Alessandro had told me about. Without wasting much time, I parked the car and we made our way inside. It looked the same, eerily so, but the man behind the counter was different. "Are you his family?" the doctor asked as we stood waiting in the ICU. "Yes," Isabella said. "What happened?" she asked, turning to face the doctor. "He has been stabbed multiple times," the doctor said plainly. "His vital organs were slightly damaged but redeemable. The rest was mostly blood loss. That's why we didn't spend so long in surgery," the doctor added, as though he wanted to pat himself on the back. Andrew looked fragile. A tube was in his mouth, an oxygen feeder in his nose, delivering air directly to his lungs. His chest was open and stuck with as many monitors as possible, connected by wires to various beeping machines. His eyes were closed, his chest moved up and down steadily with each breath he took. Isabella s

Damon "Let's go. I've heard what I need to hear," I said and resumed the walk back to the helicopter. "What now?" "I need to make a few calls to Rome." Just as I was talking, I received a phone call. "Martino," I said, recognizing the caller ID. "There's a problem, King," Martino said nervously. "Valentino made some calls. He's closing in on me. I don't know why. He's shutting down some of my businesses." "Come," I said. "Come where?" "Come to the city. You've spent long enough. Before he takes everything you have, consolidate, liquidate, and come here. I'll figure out a place for you." I hung up after that. "Why do you offer him a place here?" "Because he deserves something. He's balanced on the edge from Valentino's side to mine. Besides, those he considered enemies have long since been destroyed. Martinez is dead, and Revaldi is on our side. There's no need for bad blood to continue. I'm sure he'll fit in just right." "Do you intend to put him on the council?" "Maybe. It

Isabella "But not now," he said after pulling away from the kiss, leaving me cold. "I understand. We definitely need to resolve this issue with Valentino and Martinez. But Damon… I'm so happy. This means so much to me." I couldn't help the flood of tears that gathered in my eyes. He let them fall before wiping them away with a kiss. He pulled me into a hug and began to rub my back soothingly as I continued to tear up on his shoulder. Hours later, after several more rounds of lovemaking, I stood in front of Paula's room, nervous and almost unable to knock. "It was just news," I told myself as I raised my hand for the umpteenth time. I dropped it again and began to pace in front of her room. Finally, the door opened to reveal Ted. "Come in, please," he said with a sheepish look on his face. I entered to find Paula coming out of the bathroom, dressed in a silk robe similar to mine. "Dude, you've been there for a while." "Couldn't sleep," she said with a laugh. Ted walked back towa