Keeping The Mafia Princess のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Sebastian"Sebastian! What are you doing here?"Seeing my mother's face always brought a smile, no matter the circumstances. She rushed toward me as if she hadn't seen me in weeks, her embrace tighter than usual. "Just a meeting with Dad," I countered, although she knew very well that I'd been summoned.She laughed, the lilting sound more casual than I was used to. "Don't let him bite you today. Your father is in one of his moods.""Isn't he always?"My mother was a proud woman, her attire always beautiful and her graceful actions a constant reminder that there was so much good in the world. Today, she seemed a bit more harried than normal, her words clipped as if they held some alternative meaning. Even her manner of dress was off, although I couldn't put my finger on why.She darted a glance over her shoulder at my father's closed office door, lowering her voice before speaking. Her grip on my arms remained firm but I could easily tell she was shaking. "Your father had a doctor's ap

SebastianI knew exactly where to find the fucking asshole doctor, his private practice affording him luxury vehicles and expensive dinners out with colleagues. All while my sister took care of their beautiful child mostly by herself, obviously living in fear of Winston's mood swings.At first, he'd seemed like the perfect man for Elena, doting on her with obvious passion and joy. I'd known all along that the man had a darkness buried inside. Hell, we all did. He only had balls small enough to take out his aggression on women he felt were inferior.He'd never been afraid of the family, our power, or our influence. He'd simply ignored the concept that we were anything but a typical wealthy South Florida family. He would quickly learn he'd been dead wrong."What are you going to do, boss?" Cordero asked as we both exited one of the fleet of SUVs. I'd taken him along for muscle as well as to keep my head on straight. I could lose my shit with the doctor easily."We're going to take him f

SebastianWhat I found interesting about the items provided by my father was that there'd been a perfect way to keep Santiago under wraps.If I would have known earlier things might have turned out differently.Maybe.I'd received a call from a low level street soldier moments after leaving the park, the information I'd received damning on several levels. Even after my series of warnings to the street crews, at least some restlessness had already spread throughout the ranks, allowing for the possibility of several unscrupulous activities and deals made. If that continued, the vultures would try to swoop in, certain individuals prepared to make a play for control. I couldn't afford to allow this shit to continue. Not now. Not ever.Especially now given my father had given me his full control over the operation.My father was the kind of man who never allowed anyone to see his weaknesses. His decline in health would be no different. There would be no huge announcements, no party celebra

CarmenHis eyes. I couldn't get over the horror and pain in Sebastian's eyes watching me suffer from seeing the pictures. I'd seen yet another crack in his armor, a man destined to be haunted by the demons he'd never faced. That's exactly what I'd been doing since I could remember.All I could think about was spending time with him. After my horrific behavior, he deserved an apology. Or maybe I did. Hell, I honestly wasn't certain. What I did need to know was the truth from my father. I wouldn't be able to rest until I did.I couldn't get Sebastian's face out of my mind, the taste of him still remaining on my lips from the night before. I'd cried myself to sleep, attempting to pretend I wasn't living in some horror show. Then I'd awakened in one of the most beautiful settings in the entire world, yet I had no idea who I was any longer.A cellist?A daughter?A lover?I stood in the corner shop, listening to the sounds of various women as they oohed and aahed over the brilliant Miami f

CarmenWe walked in silence, finally reaching the car where she half pushed me inside, roaring the engine to life."You're worried," I said after watching her."Hell, yeah. There's some shit going down that no one can figure out. You can almost feel a war is about to break out. Haven't seen blood in the streets in a long time.""My father?"She eased the car to a stop just before leaving the garage. "You're going to have to discuss that with Sebastian.""Of course. No one wants to tell me anything." I studied the rolling waves as she drove, unable to get what my father had said out of my mind."You like him," Sylvie said almost casually as she leaned back in her chair, giving me a wry smile."Who?""Don't play coy with me." She half laughed."How can I like a man I don't know?""Hmmm... Sebastian is a complicated man.""Sounds like you do know him very well," I said, realizing that a hint of jealousy had crawled into my system.Sylvie's grip on the steering wheel tightened, the sound