Semua Bab The Mafia's Dangerous Desire: Bab 171 - Bab 180

In Rayden's bedroom, Amora was chatting with her son, feeling relieved that he was perfectly fine.“Grandma Emma was so happy when Ray brought her all her favorite foods.”Rayden's cheerful chatter eased Amora's worries. Her son was enthusiastic, sharing about his day with Mark Carter and his visit to Emma Adams.“Did Mrs. Adams get a headache from all your talking?” Amora teased, playfully pinching her son's cheek.She chuckled when Rayden pouted. “I'm just kidding, sweetheart. I’m sure Mrs. Adams will recover faster, just from the joy of seeing you,” she reassured him.Rayden nodded eagerly. “Of course! Grandma Emma said next time I should bring you along. She’s lonely in the apartment and misses you.”Right now, Emma Adams was in her son’s apartment recovering. However, with her son working late hours, she often felt lonely, even with a nurse around. So, Emma was thrilled when Rayden came to visit.“When can we go see her again, Mom?” Rayden asked eagerly.Amora held her son’s hand

"I just don't feel like talking. Is it wrong if I stay quiet? It's my mouth, after all."The sarcasm in Amora's voice made Regis’s expression darken slightly. She was the only woman bold enough to stand up to him. Until now, everyone—except his father—had always watched their tone when speaking to him.But Amora didn’t care about the flash of anger now apparent in Regis’s sharp gaze. She even shot him a sharp look, her face still sour.A long sigh escaped Regis's lips.“How much longer are you going to be cold toward me, Amora? You don’t want Ray to see us at odds like this, do you?”His question, tinged with a subtle threat, made Amora curl her lip in disdain. “Don’t bring Ray into this. I know exactly what I'm doing, Regis. Instead, I hope you catch whoever was behind today’s shooting. I don’t want Ray getting hurt,” she warned.After saying that, Amora rose from her seat. "I’m done eating," she muttered as she walked toward the kitchen. She didn't wait for a response from her husban

"Tell me, Amora. Why are you ignoring me, and how long are you going to keep acting like this?" Regis questioned, crossing his arms.Amora scoffed. "Don’t pretend to be clueless. You know exactly why I’m ignoring you, don’t you?"Regis frowned. Of course, he knew, but everything he did was for her own good. So what was wrong with keeping things from her?Regis was beginning to realize just how complicated a woman’s thinking could be. He usually didn’t care much about the feelings of others, but he couldn’t do that with Amora—she held a special place in his heart."I just didn’t want you to get more involved, Amora. I wasn’t trying to hide anything," Regis said defensively, hoping she would understand his decision. But his defense only came back to bite him."But I’m already involved, Regis. I almost died back there!" Amora snapped, clearly frustrated.Suddenly, a wave of regret washed over her. She thought maybe she should never have married him. She couldn’t predict how many more dan

Amora only got a sour smile from him in response. "You can’t do it, can you?" she taunted.A mafia family like the Lorenzos must have committed countless crimes, including murder, all hidden beneath the surface. They would do anything for money, power, and pride—even staining their hands with blood.“Sorry. I guess it was naive of me to ask you not to kill. I just don't want Ray to find out his father is a ruthless killer. But, whatever ... forget it,” she muttered, looking down.“Alright,” Regis responded, making Amora flinch.She looked back at him, disbelief in her eyes. “What did you say?”“I said I won’t kill,” Regis repeated.“Are you … serious?” Amora asked, full of doubt.“Of course not,” Regis replied with a chuckle.She rolled her eyes. “That’s not funny, Regis. If you’re not sure, don’t promise me anything. I hate lies.”“I can’t promise you that,” Regis admitted, “but I’ll try not to kill—unless someone pushes me past my limit. That’s the best I can offer you, Amora,” he a

“Ray? What happened?” Regis asked, confused.Regis tried to hide his disappointment and panic, feeling caught having engaged in behavior his son deemed shameful.Amora was equally shocked. She turned to find her son standing there in full pajamas, hugging his favorite pillow, which Rayden had carried since childhood.Immediately, Amora rushed down from Regis’s arms and walked unsteadily. “What’s wrong, Dear?” she asked anxiously.Rayden didn’t answer right away. He shot a sharp glance at Regis, making the man feel he had made a huge mistake.“Ray, are you looking for me?” Amora guessed.Rayden's attention returned to his mother. He nodded slightly.“What’s wrong, Ray?” Amora asked, worried. She still remembered how her son had peeked at her and Regis kissing outside earlier.“I want to sleep here,” Rayden blurted, his face downcast.Rayden’s words shattered all of Regis’s hopes in an instant.Amora furrowed her brow. She truly didn’t expect her son to act this childishly.“Ray, do you