All Chapters of Mafia’s Property.: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Carlo's POV: “You did what?!” Angela screeched, breaking the uncomfortable silence in the room and Luca just seemed… unbothered Luca months back would never behave like this.Where had I gone wrong with him? Did I push him too hard unknowingly? Does he hate me?Lord knows I was out of my depth here. It felt like I was drowning… It was all so… overwhelming. Zia placed her hand softly on Angela's shoulder. “Calm down, dear. I don't think he meant what he said.” Her eyes met Luca's. “You didn't mean it, right? Tell her.” He let out a small laugh shaking his head. “Now why would I joke about something like that?” The look on zia's face at Luca's statment would be funny if this situation wasn't already too fucked up and complicated. And for the first time in years, I felt like a coward. The biggest coward to have ever graced the surface of the earth. “...She was meant to be my bride after all,” he continued casually. “All I did was ask to push through with the wedding.” “But she's y

Natalia's POV: LATER AT NIGHT…This was stupid. I thought for a billion times, yet, I found myself standing at Carlo's doorstep…Ever felt so nervous it felt like you're about to shit yourself? Yep, that was how I felt as I raised my hand to knock on his door. With each rap of my knuckles against the wooden door, the pit in my stomach deepened.I counted down to seven before I heard his heavy footsteps pad across the room and in no time, the door swung open, revealing a shirtless Carlo. Those impressive pecs on full display, rock hard abs, flexing. A trail of dark hair starting from his lower abdomen and disappearing into the waistband of that seductive grey sweatpants he had on.I gulped. Hard. ‘Get it together you fool.’My eyes lifted back to his, the surprise in those bluish gray eyes was palpable. I cleared my throat. “Uhh, hi?” ‘Really? Is that all you could say?’“I need to speak to you.” I said, a lot firmer this time and with a lot more confidence. But his expression quic

Natalia's POV: After giving it a thought, I knew Alessandro was my best bet. Which was why I was here, knocking on his door at almost two in the morning .No answer.I lifted my hand to knock again when I heard feet thudding against the floor followed by rustling, then a loud thud and harsh whispers.He had a visitor at this late hour?Must be one of the girls he was seeing…Should I wait or come back later?I chewed on my bottom lip as I tried to weigh my options… On one hand, I wanted to respect his privacy and come back in the morning but on the other hand, I was impatient. This couldn't wait till morning.Decision made, I lifted my hand again but before if could connect with the door, it swung open and Alessandro came into view.Shirtless, shorts hanging loosely on his waist, hair tousled, lips looking a bit plumper than usual.He was making out with a girl then.An odd feeling tugged at my insides. Jealousy.Must be nice to be this free and go on living without problems. Doing w

Carlo's POV: Someone fucking shot at me! I saw red. I barely paid attention to the pain shooting through my arm and the trickling of blood seeping into my shirt and I spun on my feet to find Enzo with his gun out and Ciro was on the floor, gasping as scarlet red liquid oozed from his parted lips. “Give me the gun,” I ordered, stretching out my hand and Enzo placed the cool, heavy metal into my palms. “Forgive him, please!” Alfred begged and I could see the fear in his eyes. Good. “Please, Don. I'm sure he's learnt his lesson!” It was Gianluigi this time, he was crouched over Ciro, putting pressure to stop the blood from flowing profusely from the gunshot wound Enzo had inflicted on Ciro. “Please… He's made a terrible mistake. We apologize on his behalf!” But I huffed a laugh. “Now, what kind of leader would I be if I let the very man who'd shot at me go free all because of silly apologies?” I could feel where the bullet grazed my arm stinging like a bitch. “Step away f

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & THIRTY-NINE:Natalia's POV: FRIDAY…2:03 PM I stayed locked up in my room the whole of yesterday and this morning, thankfully, no one came to bother me. No. Still not a word from Alessandro. I was doomed. I know.I would eventually marry that crazy psycho. Funny how I preferred the asswipe in the beginning!And as for Carlo, I'm never forgiving him! Never.The shrill sound of my ringing tone had me jumping a little—I barely used my phone these days as I was always thinking of ways to escape this mess…I picked it from the bedside drawer, glancing at the screen to see Tanya's name flashing. I'd only briefly informed her about the madness going on in this house and she was equally pissed.I swiped right, and her face came into view. “Hey,” I smiled weakly.“Hey,” she replied, searching my face. “God, you look horrible.” Yeah, tell me about it. “It's official. The wedding's tomorrow.” “Tomorrow?!” Her eyes bulged. “That's… that's ridiculous. Why the hurry?”