All Chapters of The Mafia's Dangerous Desire: Chapter 471 - Chapter 480

The morning sun cast a warm glow across the room, its rays falling gently on Amora, who still lay unconscious on the hospital bed. Two women, both her age, sat beside her, keeping her company.One of them sat by her side, carefully wiping her face and arms to keep her clean. The other arranged a bouquet she had brought earlier.The room was filled with fruit baskets and flower arrangements, all sent by couriers on behalf of prominent businessmen and major companies—partners and affiliates of the Royal Dragon and the Volker family, who had heard about Amora’s condition.Of course, their gestures were partly to show sympathy, but mostly an attempt to stay in the good graces of the Lorenzo and Volker families.“Ugh, these people didn’t even bother to check what she might be allergic to. They just sent flowers at random. They should’ve at least made sure nothing here could trigger a reaction,” muttered Estelle Mauverick, sorting through the bouquets.She was careful to remove any flowers

“I’m here again, Amora,” Regis whispered as he set the shopping bags down on the nightstand beside her hospital bed.“How was your sleep today? Did you dream about me?” he asked with a faint, forced smile tugging at the corners of his lips.“I brought you something today,” Regis continued, pulling a medium-sized cake box from one of the bags and placing it carefully on the table.“Do you know what day it is?”Silence.Regis gave a soft, sad chuckle. “It’s my birthday, Amora. Aren’t you going to say something to me?”Regis slowly took her hand. He grasped it tightly, then looked down deeply.“I only want one thing today, Amora. Will you grant me that?”Regis brought her hand to his lips and kissed it gently. “Give me a miracle, Amora,” he whispered.It had been a month since Regis sat in the same spot, saying the same words, holding onto the same hope. And not once did he ever consider giving up.He sat still, deep in prayer. In the quiet of his heart, he asked for forgiveness for ever

“Crap!” Regis blurted as he suddenly pulled away from the kiss, staring at Amora in alarm.Amora frowned. Her hazel eyes searched his face in confusion, thinking something bad had happened—until he said, “I think I want to devour you.”Amora gawked at him, her eyes wide. Then a faint smirk curved her lips as she gave him a light smack on the back of his hand.Regis chuckled softly. Even though Amora couldn’t scold him out loud, her annoyed expression said it all.His desire had been building like wildfire. The overwhelming joy of having her awake again stirred something deep inside him. If it weren’t for her current condition, he probably wouldn’t have stopped at just a kiss.“It’s been so long since we did ‘that,’ babe. Don’t you feel sorry for me?” Regis teased, eyes gleaming with mischief as he watched her cheeks flush a bright pink.Amora cleared her throat awkwardly and rolled her eyes before mumbling under her breath, “Pervert .…”Regis let out another amused laugh. He reached fo

“At last! The princess has finally awakened from her long slumber!”Biana’s playful voice rang out, followed by the cheerful pop of confetti filling Amora’s hospital room with color. Bits of shimmering paper rained down around her bed like a mini celebration.“The sleeping beauty woke up because her prince finally kissed her,” teased Estelle, who joined in on Biana's joke.“Yeayyy!” Rayden, who was next to the bed, exclaimed excitedly and clapped his hands.Amora’s cheeks flushed a deep red. “Oh, come on, you guys,” she muttered, flustered.It was the first morning Amora could speak again. Her voice was still hoarse and not fully steady, but her vocal cords and tongue were slowly adjusting.Today, she received a very special visit from her son and her closest friends. Her hospital room had been beautifully decorated. Colorful balloons floated all around her bed, making the space feel more like a party than a patient’s room. It was all thanks to Biana’s creative touch, a way to celebra

“Come in, Dad.”Regis quickly moved to greet his father-in-law, who looked hesitant to enter the hospital room where his daughter was resting.Alejandro stepped in slowly, his face filled with uncertainty. Amora hadn’t said a word or even looked in his direction. Still, he accepted the seat Regis pulled out for him.“How was your trip? Any delays?” Regis asked, trying to break the ice.Just one look at the older man’s appearance told Regis that Alejandro had come straight from the airport.The night before, when Regis called him with news of Amora’s condition, Alejandro had immediately booked the next flight out, despite the 10–11 hour journey and a five-hour time difference between the countries.But for his daughter, distance meant nothing. He would’ve crossed oceans if he had to.“Thankfully, no delays. Everything went smoothly,” Alejandro answered, stealing a brief glance at his daughter.“Would you like something to eat or drink?” Regis offered, gesturing toward the food and drin