บททั้งหมดของ My Mafia Mystery: The Barefoot Princess: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 105

Otis POV“Was it really necessary to lock ourselves in this room?” Henry grumbled from across the colossal dining table in the palace dining hall. “We could have stayed in our rooms, or left Slovenia entirely.”Gunter let out a deep sigh, “would you have liked Katerina’s rebels to twist the narrative to make it seem as if we were letting her take the throne? No. We stay put until Anka kills the little bitch, and then we announce the victory with pride.”Devon nodded enthusiastically before adding, “besides, it is best that we are together while the killing of Katerina takes place. No one would be able to say that we intervened in any way, even though Damian is there to make sure that the job is done. That was a clever idea, Otis. Well done old man.”A smile tugged on the corner of my mouth but I bit my cheek to stop it from escaping. I would be lying if I were not proud of my plan. Having one of Katerina’s mates be the instrument of her death while the other was forced to watch? That w

Kat POVThe dining hall was abuzz as Enzo and I followed Elijah into the crowded room. People immediately stepped aside and bowed to us as we passed, something I felt that I would never get used to. As the crowd parted, a sight I could have never even imagined had me stumbling, my feet refusing to cooperate with me. Giulia stood proudly in the middle of the room, her hair pulled back from her face and tied in a high ponytail which made her look rather fierce. She wore a pair of jeans and a halterneck top which revealed the scars on her arms from her months of torture at the hands of Fabio, and yet she wore them proudly, as if they were a sign of resilience which I guess they were. But that wasn’t the sight that had my stomach clenching. No, it was the sight of Sofia Milano - Mother in the flesh - kneeling before Guilia with her hands tied behind her back. The image was a far cry from the woman I had known back in Italy, her face bare of the bold makeup she had preferred and the pe

Chapter 1Lexi POV“I don’t know about this, Becky,” I said to my best friend, looking nervously around the busy nightclub lit with strobe lights.Becky sighed and hugged me before holding me at arm’s length, looking very much like the preschool teacher she was.“We’ve been through this already, Lex. If your father can force you into a marriage then he can’t stop me from throwing you a bachelorette party,” Becky lectured me in the same tone of voice I was sure she used on the little kids in her class. “Besides, we’re already here so you can’t back out now. Do you even know how hard it is to get into Skyline? It’s practically an exclusive club and I had to kiss arse to get us on the list!”I sighed loudly and tugged on the minidress Becky had somehow convinced me to wear. “I know, I know. It’s just that Hector…”“Don’t you dare even mention Hector,” Becky cut me off with a raised eyebrow. “You’re twenty-one years old for crying in a fucking bucket. Your cousin cannot dictate to you whe