Mafia’s Property. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 251 - チャプター 260

TWO HUNDRED & FORTY-SIX:Natalia's POV: A Week Later….“What do you mean he's still not making any improvements?” I asked the doctor, fisting my hands to keep myself grounded.“Miss, with the kind of trauma he went through, it will take time for him to recover,” he replied softly. “He had required a major surgery too, these things take time.” Logically, I knew that but with each passing day, my anxiety grew. Watching him lay lifelessly was taking a toll on me—not that I would admit it to anyone. But these days I keep having nightmares. Sometimes, we are all dressed in black, watching as his casket is being lowered into the ground, other times, I was saving people from a burning building, and I managed to save everyone else BUT him… It was traumatizing. Look, I knew these recurring nightmares were because of my overthinking and fears, hell one of the dreams had been about a zombie apocalypse where I'd managed to get everyone into a classroom safely, and when I turned to the window, h

TWO HUNDRED & FORTY-EIGHT: Natalia's POV:It's been eight days now since dad recovered. Carlo and I have been coming over to visit—we've agreed to do so until dad's ready to be discharged. But there was something about these visits that made my heart sing every time. The way they are finally easing into conversations—playful ones to be exact. It was a sight for sore eyes and even though sometimes they like to pretend that they were being hostile and couldn't stand each other, they weren't really convincing anyone. Honestly. As usual, we shared a meal with him, talk. He and I do this thing where we get to know each other by asking questions and telling stories about our past, memorable experiences and all. Let's just say dad is really fucking glad that Carlo shot Antonio dead. Although he sometimes looked like he would have gone to haunt him from beyond the grave if he could.Hours passed and we went home, promising to return as always. But when we got home there was something on m

TWO HUNDRED & FIFTY:Carlo's POV: I have no one but Natalia to thank for how things turned out and how I was coping from the betrayal and loss of a sister because truly, she was dead to me even though it hurt beyond imagination. Luca and I are working on our relationship with the help of everyone. My business was looking good and with Luca's return, the heads have learned to keep their mouths shut—I wouldn't have hesitated to take down any more rebels but it was best things worked out this way.Despite all the happenings, I was more at peace than I've ever felt in a long time. My favorite pastime was tracing Natalia's swollen belly, staring at it in awe. Fine, that was an exaggeration, she was only two months and a few weeks gone, it was barely a bump but I swear I could already see it growing.Truly!It brought me so much joy, made me feel like I was walking on clouds and having butterflies for breakfast. It was unlike anything I've ever felt before and it made me feel like an assh

TWO HUNDRED & FIFTY-TWO: Natalia's POV: November…A month later…I've finally stopped being way too nervous about dad's safety and health. Finally, I was convinced that he could function properly without landing back at the ICU. We talk almost everyday on phone. He drops by every other day and spends time with me, he's getting to know Ava too since I'd introduced them, and sometimes, we all go on dates. It's cute, it's hilarious and I couldn't be more happier.Life was so much better than what I'd experienced years before now. And sometimes, I feel like it's all a dream and I might wake up to realize that. It saddens me, but I always try to keep a positive mind. Today, Carlo is away of a two-day trip and I'm planning to pay my dad a surprise visit. Since he went back home, I've only been at his place once since he comes over frequently but I'm bored without Carlo here and I figured, why not?I shot a quick text to Carlo letting him know I was going over and he immediately called m

TWO HUNDRED & FIFTY-FOUR:Natalia's POV: After what felt like forever, they both decided to grace me with their presence. While dad looked more composed now, his expression neutral, Alessandro looked like the proverbial kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.I don't know how to feel.Sure, I was shocked and confused. Cause what the fuck?!But… How did they end up here?“Carlo's been searching everywhere for you,” I said as soon as he sat beside dad. “Now it makes sense why we never found you.” He shrugged, still avoiding my eyes. “I still don't to be found,” he admitted. “After what I did, I would a crazy man to let Carlo catch me, he'd kill me at firsr sight. But I guess it's too late now.”“Shut up, Sandro,” Dad scolded and Alessandro rolled his eyes at him.“It's the truth.” Before they could keep going, I cut in. “Dad, why did you help hide Alessandro, you knew we were looking for him. To be honest, I'm a bit disappointed.” The moment I said the last word, I knew I'd fuck