บททั้งหมดของ The lost Mafia princess : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Leo sat in the sterile hospital room, the rhythmic beeping of machines the only sound breaking the thick silence. His father lay motionless in the hospital bed, tubes and wires attached to him, keeping him alive. The sight of his once-strong father reduced to this frail state had never failed to send a wave of sadness and anger coursing through Leo. He clenched his fists, his gaze locked on the still figure that had once been the pillar of their family. His mind was a storm of thoughts, especially after Mike's sudden departure from the house earlier.Mike had been acting strange for days now, and Leo wasn’t blind to it. He could tell when his brother was hiding something. And whatever it was, it had to be big. The thought gnawed at him as he tried to piece things together. He knew Mike had always been a bit more secretive than the rest of them, but this time, it felt different. There was something heavy, something ominous lurking behind Mike’s eyes when he left.Leo let out a long sig

Three days had passed. Three days of fear, isolation, and growing despair. Sophia had counted each second, each minute, each hour as it crawled by in agonizing slowness. She had no idea where she was or why Uncle Nick had taken her, but her thoughts always drifted back to Mr. Black. The arguments they had now seemed so pointless, small compared to the terror she felt in this place. She would’ve given anything to be back in his mansion, to see him standing in the doorway, arms crossed, scowling at her the way he always did before softening slightly.A laugh escaped her lips as she recalled the ridiculousness of their last argument. They’d fought about something trivial, something neither of them could remember now. She had stormed off in anger, and he had let her go, his pride too strong to follow. But now, the thought of those petty fights felt so distant, so meaningless. They had wasted time—time she wished she could get back.Her stomach twisted in knots, not just from hunger but

Zake stood at the window, staring out into the distance as the gray clouds loomed overhead, mirroring the heaviness in his heart. The rain had started to fall, droplets racing down the glass, but he barely noticed. All he could see was the emptiness that had taken root in their home since Elizabeth had vanished. He couldn’t believe it again—that his sister had been taken from them, and he had been powerless to stop it. The anger swelled within him, a bitter taste that lingered on his tongue.Shaking his head in disbelief, he turned away from the window, unable to bear the sight any longer. It felt as if the walls of their house were closing in on him, suffocating him with the weight of his sorrow and guilt. He had promised himself he would protect her, and yet here they were, shattered by yet another loss.He headed downstairs, his feet dragging as if they were encased in concrete. He grabbed his things—his leather jacket and helmet—knowing he needed to escape. A drive on his bike

Mike's point of View Mike sat in his office, staring at his phone for what felt like an eternity. His finger hovered over the screen, hesitating, knowing this conversation was long overdue. He couldn’t keep his brothers in the dark anymore. With everything that had happened — their father in a coma, Elizabeth gone, and Uncle Nick’s betrayal — the guilt weighed heavy on his chest. He had kept the truth from his brothers for too long, and now, with the stakes higher than ever, he had no choice.Swallowing the lump in his throat, Mike opened the group video chat, his hands shaking slightly as he pressed "call." The screen flickered, and one by one, the faces of his brothers appeared. Ryan was the first to answer, his expression hard and unyielding. Leo followed soon after, looking more tired than Mike had ever seen him. Finally, Zake’s face appeared, his eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and suspicion.Mike cleared his throat, feeling his heartbeat quicken. "I need to tell you a

Leo's point of View Leo stood at the front door, watching Ryan storm off into the distance, his back stiff with rage. His brother had been like a time bomb since Mike’s revelation, and now he was ready to explode. Leo felt the weight of it all settle in his chest — Ryan’s anger, Mike’s betrayal, Elizabeth’s disappearance — it was suffocating. He glanced over his shoulder at Zake, who stood there silently, his face unreadable."I’ll go search for him, so he won’t get hurt," Leo said, his voice calm but edged with worry. He didn’t wait for Zake’s response, but Zake gave him a small nod before retreating to his room.As Leo stepped outside, the cool evening breeze hit him, sending a shiver down his spine. The sky was beginning to darken, a soft orange glow stretching across the horizon. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket, his mind racing as he tried to figure out where Ryan could have gone.Ryan had always been the wild card of the family — impulsive, emotional, prone