All Chapters of Mafia’s Property.: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & EIGHTEEN: Carlo's POV: “He was telling the truth,” Natalia sighed after Gianpaolo stormed out. “You can't tell me that!” The thing is, she can. Even my conscience told me that but it was hard to change what I've come to know for twenty years! She came to a stop in front of me, blue eyes blazing. “But he was telling the truth, you both were put against each other on purpose, can't you see that?” Her voice was surprisingly calm for someone who looked angry. “Couldn't you tell he was betrayed too? Fooled by his own father for his selfish gains.” “Why are you taking his side, again?” I snapped. “Because you think he's your father and suddenly you have a soft spot for him?” That came out before I could stop myself. It was harsh, I knew it was and I half expected her to yell back but she didn't. It was unnerving. “I'm on your side,” she pressed her index finger into my chest, frown deepening as disappointment filled her eyes. “And it is because I'm on you

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & NINETEEN:Gianpaolo's POV:3:14 The harsh taste of alcohol and the bitter, burnt taste of cigars were all that could ground me as my mind was a mess of emotions, clouded and broken.You could say I was distraught, devastated. Which was funny considering these feelings were all because of Carlo. All these years, I've chased revenge. I'd been rebuilding my father's fallen empire and all the while trying to hunt down Carlo. To be honest, it hasn't been easy; starting from scratch and trying to overthrow the most powerful man in the city, fuck that, you could call him the most powerful man in Europe…. It was the truth, a truth that grated on my nerves for years. That bastard had grown to be the most powerful man after ruining lives, mine included. And I'd wanted his life, I just didn't want him dead. Everyone knew death was an easy way out. For years I'd wanted what he had and make him my prisoner, break him until he was no better than those in a psych ward. I'd be

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & TWENTY-ONE: Angela's POV: Why did I change my mind? Because I knew he'd always fuck up, just like he had done in the past and I was done putting my hopes on a nineteen year old who acts like a lost puppy! Luca was like that stuck gum underneath your shoe that you couldn't quite get rid of. Why did I think it was a good idea to seduce and manipulate my nephew? The thing is, I wasn't thinking and about two years ago, I thought it was the most brilliant idea, that was before Natalia was brought here. I'd thought if I'd made him fall in love with me, I could control him. Well, I can in fact, control him. The fucker does whatever I want, would put his life in danger without hesitation if I asked, even the planned attack on he and Natalia, he'd agreed to that without hesitation but Luca had one big flaw; he'd always protect his father… He was okay with my plan to take over and rule—he thinks he'd be by my side for that, pathetic—but he keeps insisting that I do

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & TWENTY-THREE:Natalia's POV:I did it!I did it.I did it….I actually did it…That was all I could think about.It was freeing to have finally confessed. Sure, I'd been scared shirtless, unsure, and maybe a little insecure but I'd said, ‘fuck it’ and just lay it out there.I'd meant every word I had said to him. It had taken me hours to think about my life, my past, and what the future holds for me. I'd asked myself if I could live with the fact that Carlo wasn't just some man I met months ago but a man who had separated me from my parents, driven by hurt, anger, and revenge. Of course, I know I might have died that day if Antonio's brother hadn't saved me, I know that… But I was willing to let it go for my own happiness even though that meant people might think I was stupid. I already loved Carlo, there was no turning back now, plus he was different now. I know he is. He and Gianpaolo might hate each other now, but I know in my soul that they would forgive eac

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & TWENTY-FIVE: Carlo's POV: Hot, wet, tight heat enveloped my cock like a fist, massaging the throbbing length as I kept my eyes locked on hers…Beautiful.More than beautiful. Is what I think to myself as I felt my chest expand with emotions.It feels so good. All of it. Loving someone and having them love you back. Sex too. It felt heavenly.I leaned closer until our lips were almost touching and I pulled my cock out, smoothly gliding it against the slickness of her warm, slippery walls—fuck, she felt good. Beyond good. I could come like this.I pulled out all the way until I was only the head buried in her and then, I slammed back in causing her lips to fall open in a silent gasp. I did it, again, again, again, again, and again until her moans grew louder and my balls started to tingle with fullness. From somewhere in the corner of the room, I could hear my phone ringing or was it… hers? I tuned out the incessant ringing, focusing on the woman who stared up