All Chapters of The Mafia's Angel : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

"Are you nervous about tomorrow night?" Arya asked as she and Juan both stepped into the room. She pulled off her top, and then her pants followed. She was no longer ashamed of being naked with Juan in the room with her. Juan smiled, not able to keep his eyes off her. "I think I was more nervous that you would insist on coming along with us.""I'll he more useful here than there,' she sighed. "I can barely aim well with a gun— that reminds me, you haven't been training me.""Right?" Juan said, watching as she walked towards the bathroom. He took of his clothes too and walked right behind her. She turned on the shower and then stepped in, and steam began to rise around them. She leaned her back against the wall and let the warm water wash down her skin as Juan came closer. His hand brushed against her arm, and then her side, and she didn’t move away. He pressed his lips to her neck, kissing slowly before meeting her mouth. She kissed him back, her fingers resting on his chest, but the

It was only a few minutes to midnight, and only God knew how nervous Juan was. The ground was uneven where they crouched, scrub scratching at their boots and damp soil sticking to their knees.“Check your straps,” he said, clicking his own belt once to test the small pack at his hip. His voice came low, almost swallowed by the night.The men adjusted their belts and packs quickly, tugging straps and patting them down to be sure. They gave quick nods after.“Ready,” Dominic said, pulling at the band on his wrist until it sat tight, then glancing toward the dark outline of the plant. He slid his hand over the bolt cutters at his side, testing the grip.“Signal on me,” Juan said, lifting his chin toward the river road where Marco waited with the truck.A pale blink of light flickered in the distance and grew smaller as one of the men shifted into position. Juan’s chest tightened a little at the sight.They moved forward slowly, their boots bare on purpose, the cold earth pressing into th

Juan stood by the small round table in his office, sorting through a few scattered reports the next morning. His hair was still damp from a quick shower, and the coffee beside him had gone cold.The door opened just then and Dominic stepped in looking quite tired. Juan turned to face him and raised a brow. "How did you get in?""Your guards opened it for me," he grinned. "They had good reason to let me in. If it make you happy, they seized all my weapons. "Why are you here?" Juan asked, raising his eyebrows. “Morning to you too," Dominic said, pulling a chair out, and he sat down with a long breath. “My men are almost done at the site.”Juan looked up from the papers again. “Good. How bad?” he asked.Dominic rubbed his jaw. “Not bad at all. We cleared everything that could point back here,” he said, and he listed what they did, “Bodies are buried, the bloof has been cleaned up. Power has been restored. From the looks of it, the village and the council have no idea what happened the

Giuseppe appeared to be in thought for a while. It was obvious he didn't want to be at the mercy of Juan, but he wasn't left with much choices. “Tell me the names,” Juan said. "Kill me instead," he said defiantly. “You’ll be more useful alive,” Juan said, and he placed his palm on the cold glass.Giuseppe spat in the direction of Juan’s hand and the spit hit the floor. "But I can make living painful, or not painful."“You think that scares me?” Giuseppe sneered but it turned into a scream as the hot metala made contact with his flesh again. Juan walked close to the glass and looked down at Giuseppe. “Names,” he said again. “Start with the people in town, then the ones higher up. Give me the structure.”Giuseppe’s chest rose and fell. He was breathing hard. “You don’t know what you’re playing with,” he hissed. "You can't take them down Juan. They're more powerful. It's not just Italy."“We’ll see,” Juan said. “Start.”He swallowed hard, and when he spoke the words came clipped. “Th

“Heyyyy,” Arya drawled, poking her head through the door. “You’ve been quite busy these days, huh?”“Yeah, I have,” Juan said, shutting down his laptop. He stood up, walked toward her, and took her hand, pulling her gently inside. His fingers brushed against her arm before sliding around her waist. “You miss me?”She rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. “Get over yourself, Juan.”He grinned, leaning in slightly. “That didn’t answer the question.”“It doesn’t need answering,” she shot back, tilting her head.He hummed, pretending to think. “So that’s a yes, then.”Arya tried to step back, but his arm tightened around her waist just enough to keep her close. Her hands went up to his chest automatically, meaning to push him off, but she didn’t.“Juan…” she said, her voice softer now. “You should rest. You’ve barely slept, and—”“And here you are,” he interrupted, lowering his head a little so his breath brushed her cheek. “Telling me to rest while standing this close.”Arya’s lip