All Chapters of The Mafia's Dangerous Desire: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

"Mr.Volker, I'm sorry, but I can't do that," Albert stammered, swallowing hard. He could see the anger radiating from the leader of the Golden Snake, but he couldn't quite understand the reason behind it.Hearing the commotion at the stern of the yacht, Mark Carter quickly approached and saw Alejandro intimidating his colleague."Damn it!" Alejandro growled, shoving Albert forcefully, making him stumble backward.Mark rushed forward, catching Albert before he could fall."Thanks, Mark," Albert exhaled in relief.Mark remained silent, his eyes shifting to Alejandro Volker, who was repeatedly tapping his cane against the helicopter pad, his frustration and disappointment evident.Summoning his courage, Mark approached the leader of the Golden Snake. "Mr. Volker, is there something wrong? This area is restricted. I must ask you to return inside," he said respectfully.Alejandro's sharp eyes narrowed at Mark, displeased by the audacity of his words. He knew his actions had drawn attention

“Have you heard from Regis yet?”Noel’s question momentarily pulled Amora out of her thoughts. She shook her head slightly and let out a weary sigh.“He might have been forced to stay there,” Amora guessed.“But he should’ve at least contacted you, Amora.”Noel’s words hit the mark. She had been waiting for any news from Regis or Albert, but neither had sent a message or called.She had considered reaching out to Regis first but worried that her call might interrupt him while he was busy speaking with guests.Amora had heard that the Royal Dragon’s anniversary celebration would last all night. The guests would only be disembarking from the ship the following morning, making tonight the event's grand finale.As the son and heir of the Lorenzo family, Regis was expected to stay. Even though Amora wished he could be by her side, she couldn’t afford to be selfish. At the very least, she felt relieved knowing that Rayden was in stable condition and only needed time to recover.Still, the s

"Damn it! How long does he plan to keep me locked up in here?"A low growl, followed by a sharp wince, slipped from Regis' lips. He was still trapped inside the executive cabin, his current prison.Not a single drop of water had been given to him by his father’s men, leaving his throat painfully dry. His appearance was a mess from repeatedly trying to break down the door. Unfortunately, the door was sturdy, and all he had managed to do was injure himself in the process.The room had a balcony overlooking the open river. Regis could jump from there, but the risk was too high—especially with the strong currents rushing below on this late night.As much as he wanted to escape, he wasn’t about to throw his life away. He needed another plan."Young Master, I'm sorry. We should've been more careful earlier," Albert muttered from across the room.A while ago, Albert and Pedro, along with several others, had attempted to fight off the guards stationed outside. But they had been utterly defeat

Madam Lorenzo’s chest rose and fell rapidly. Her clenched fist tightened around the armrest of the sofa. She never expected her son to be so brazen, openly defying her opinion.Seeing her mother-in-law’s dazed expression, Liliana, who had been sitting beside her, quickly grabbed a glass of water and handed it to the older woman. Madam Lorenzo took slow sips, trying to suppress the storm of anger raging inside her.“Mother, please don’t let this get to you. You need to think about your health too,” Liliana urged, speaking for the first time since the confrontation began.Liliana looked genuinely concerned about the elderly woman’s condition. Though she didn’t fully understand why her husband was opposing his mother, she still tried to ease the tension.“Maybe Diego is just worried that Miss Lysander’s kindness might be taken advantage of, Mother. Our family is constantly in the public eye, and there are plenty of people who would love to exploit that,” Liliana said, unintentionally sou

“Fire! Fire!”The panicked screams of passengers only added to the chaos on the cruise ship. Yet, none of them had actually seen the source of the fire.Diego and Liliana pushed through the crowd, trying to reach the designated evacuation point. Their subordinates worked to clear a path for them.Diego’s sharp eyes scanned the area, his heart growing heavier as he failed to spot any of his family members among the nearby passengers—except for his wife.“Has anyone evacuated the Old Madam and Alicia?” Diego asked one of his men.“Young Master Hernandez already took them to the assembly point,” the subordinate reported.A sigh of relief escaped Diego’s lips. However, one concern still gnawed at him—Regis. He had earlier instructed one of his subordinates to inform his assistant, Pablo Varon, to release Regis as per the Old Madam Lorenzo’s request.‘Pablo must have taken him out,’ Diego thought. But he hadn’t seen his assistant anywhere. By now, Pablo should have already made it out.“Has