All Chapters of THE MAFIA'S MISTRESS : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

CLARA'S POV "She isn't leaving Mr Arsenio Roberts..what are you going to do??" "You really want to know what I will do Clara??!!”"Yes!!! That woman right there is the only reason why I was able to get over the fact that you and Sergio made me lose my child!!!! She's the only reason why you could even find me here right now because trust me if I went through with what I initially planned on doing, you would have searched the ends of the earth and you wouldn't have found me…do you understand??? You should be on your knees thanking that woman for even talking to me to give you another fucking chance!!!! You know what, get out.” I said as tears dropped down my face.I noticed Arsenio became awfully quiet but I wasn't going to fall for his schemes anymore…I was done.“Clara.." “I said get out!!!!!!" I screamed.“I didn't know okay!!! I didn't know…I thought she…you know what.. it's cool…I'll leave.” Arsenio said as he walked out of the house.I went to the door and slammed it shut so h

CLARA'S POV “Julius." I didn't want to believe what I just heard or rather the name I just heard.Suddenly memories of the past flooded me and the part where I was thrown into the pool gasping for air and at the point of death flooded my mind.“Clara?? Are you there??" “Why are you calling me??" I asked as tears welled up in my eyes.“It's really you…”"I said why have you called me?? If you don't tell me right now, I will end the call and block your number!!" I bit out."Please!! Don't end the call…please I beg of you." “Then why have you called?? How did you get my contact??" I asked.“I got it from someone with so much difficulty but I am glad it's really you…please Clara I need your help.”"Of course…why else would you call me?" I asked as I scoffed."Can I see you Clara?? I want us to talk.”"Who the hell do you think you are?? Calling me out of the blues and asking for my help?? As if that is not enough, you want to see me?? As what exactly??!!" “It’s been years Clara..are

ARSENIO'S POV “Oh shit!”I quickly turned around, facing the wall like my life depended on it.“What the hell, Arsenio?!” Isabella yelled behind me, rushing to grab something…probably a towel.“I didn’t know you were in there!” I shouted, eyes shut tight, heart beating fast. “I knocked!”“Are you blind? You could’ve waited another second!” she snapped, her voice now calmer but still full of fire.“You didn’t answer!” I defended.There was silence for a few seconds as I heard her footsteps shuffle. “You can turn around now,” she said.I slowly turned, and sure enough, she was wrapped in a towel, dripping wet, her hair sticking to her neck..Her face was also flushed probably from anger or embarrassment.“What do you want?” she asked flatly.I cleared my throat, trying to act normal. “We’re leaving tomorrow….To Italy.”Her eyes widened. “Wait... what? You just told me a few hours ago that going depends on….ohh..your woman has agreed.”“Yes, so you're coming.”“Okay.”“Yes..but there

CLARA'S POV The morning after our… night together, I woke up to find Arsenio still sleeping beside me, one arm lazily thrown over my waist.For a moment, I let myself feel it….safe…warm and wanted.Then reality hit me like cold water.I hadn’t come to Italy for him. I came for Julia…for answers and for peace and instead, I had gotten pulled right back into Arsenio’s messy orbit.I slowly slid out of bed, careful not to wake him, and padded to the counter where my phone lay.I had one missed message from Julius:“I’ll send the address when you’re ready.”I took a deep breath, typed a simple reply:“I’m ready. Send it now.”Just then, I heard movement behind me.“What are you doing?” Arsenio’s groggy voice filled the room.I turned halfway, not meeting his eyes. “What I came here for.”He sat up, running a hand through his messy hair. “I’m coming with you.”“No, you’re not.”“Clara.” he warned, already climbing out of bed. “You’re not going alone.”“Yes, I am,” I snapped.“You hav

CLARA'S POV The moment Julius’ voice went silent on the phone, my blood turned cold.He’s not who you think he is.Those words echoed like a scream in my head bouncing off every inch of my mind. I didn’t even realize my hands were shaking until Ma'am Irene gently reached across the table and placed hers over mine."Clara? Is everything alright?"I stood quickly, knocking my teacup over as it shattered on the floor. "I… I have to go ma'am… I'm sorry. I need to see Arsenio…Now." I said as her eyes widened."Did something happen?""Julius just called…Something's wrong…He said he won't stay at Arsenio's house and he sounded… different…Off…..I need to know what the hell is going on.""Then go, child. But promise me one thing." She stood too, gripping my hands tightly. "Don’t jump to conclusions…Listen. Watch and let your heart see what your eyes might miss."I nodded as tears gathered in my eyes. "Thank you, Ma'am Irene….For everything."She gave me a tight hug and whispered, "Be care