My Mafia Savior のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

I have dealt with a lot of stressful and sleepless night being the Don of the Rossi Family, but I don't believe anything compares to two babies waking up every couple of hours. I was an only child, so I have never really been around babies before. Changing diapers was not a pleasant experience, but I will do anything to help out Selena. "Marta is coming to help you out today, sweetheart. Antonio and I have a meeting with the Capos. We have to handle the Salvatore situation." Selena nodded, her eyes filled with understanding. She knew the gravity of the situation, and I could see the worry lines etched into her forehead. "Just be safe," she whispered as I bent down to kiss her and our sleeping twins. The house was quiet as Antonio and I walked downstairs, the sound of our footsteps echoing through the hallway. The tension was palpable as we discussed the intel we had received about the new players in town. We had to be prepared for anything. Antonio led me into the study, w

The car screeched and took a sharp turn, the tires protesting against the asphalt. The gunfire outside grew more distant as we sped through the winding streets. Selena's eyes remained on mine, her grip tightening on my shirt with each jolt of the car. "Antonio's on his way," I assured her, my voice calm despite the chaos. "We'll be safe in the bunker." Selena nodded, though her eyes remained wide with fear. I knew she was thinking about our children, and the thought of them in danger made my blood boil. The car took another sharp turn, and we both tumbled into the opposite seat. "Almost there," I murmured, squeezing her hand. "We'll be safe soon." The car finally came to a stop in the hidden underground garage of the bunker. Marcus, our driver, nodded to us, his face a mask of tension. "Don and Mrs. Rossi, backup is right behind us. We're clear." I helped Selena out of the car, her legs unsteady as she stepped into the cold concrete space. The sound of more engines grew louder, a

Chapter 75 - The Rat is in the Trap The day of the meeting arrived, the tension in the air was thick as we drove back to the city. Selena held my hand tightly in the car, her knuckles white with fear. I knew she was scared, but she was also strong. She had been through so much, and she had always come out on the other side. As we approached the estate, I could see the guards' eyes widen as they recognized Selena. She looked beautiful, dressed in all black, her eyes lined with dark makeup to hide the puffiness from the lack of sleep. The sight of her, looking so fierce, made me want to kiss her, to tell her everything would be okay. But this was not the time for romance. This was the time for war. "Remember, Selena, you're in charge. Play it cool. I will be watching on the cameras, but Antonio will be close by if you need him." Her nod was firm, and she took a deep breath, her hand tightening around mine. We stepped into the living room, and there was no mistaking the malicious

"I need to go deal with George," I said, reluctance heavy in my voice. Selena nodded, her eyes filled with understanding. "I know," she whispered. "But promise me one thing." "Anything," I said, kissing her forehead. "Promise me that you will make him pay for what he did to me and my mother," Selena's voice was barely a whisper, her eyes pleading. I tightened my hold on her, feeling her pain. "I promise," I said, my voice filled with resolve. "He will pay for his sins. He will never harm you or our family again." With a final, lingering kiss, I pulled away from Selena and dressed, my thoughts already racing to the task at hand. Having to deal with George was inevitable, but now it had a new edge of personal vendetta. I knew Selena's history with her father, and I knew the kind of man he was. The thought of him anywhere near our children angered me. As I walked through the quiet halls of the estate, I couldn't help but feel a sense of victory and relief. We had him. The man who h

That night, I went to our room, where Selena was cradling Isabella and Michael. They were both fast asleep, their tiny chests rising and falling in unison. Selena looked up at me, her eyes filled with love and warmth. "Selena, I have to leave for Sicily tomorrow," I said, my voice thick with dread. Her eyes widened in shock, and she sat up straighter. "Why?" she asked, her grip on the babies tightening. "We have to find Salvatore and put an end to this," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. "Vincenzo has been working with him. They think I'm dead, so I have the element of surprise." Selena's eyes searched mine, a mix of fear and confusion. "But what about us? The babies? Why can't we come with you?" I sighed heavily, stroking her cheek. "It's too dangerous for you and the twins," I explained. "This is something I have to do alone. But I promise I will come back to you." Selena's eyes filled with tears, and she leaned into my touch. "I don't want you to go," she