Lahat ng Kabanata ng IN THE CAPO'S BED: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

LILITH POVTheo didn't die. I was sure of that. Of course, he had been shot at. I saw him go down. But I didn't see any blood. Someone wouldn't die without seeing any blood from a gunshot wound, right?My suspicion was confirmed when Theo burst into the room, and a relieved breath spread through me.He was alive.I turned to look at him, but Jared held onto me tightly, whispering, "Keep still,, or you'll have your throat ripped out of your damned tiny neck."I bite my lower lip, doing as he said. My focus was on Giovanni and things going on around me.I could read the fear on Christie's and Casey's faces.Giovanni was furious, even though he was trying to keep his anger in check. I wondered if he was mad at me for leaving the bar and becoming bait to Jared or mad at Jared for putting a knife on my neck.The boys had the same expression as him. Even though they said nothing. Also, they didn't move from where they were standing. I guessed they were awaiting instructions from Giovanni be

LILITH POV"So?" Casey drawled, raising her eyebrow as I came down the last step of the staircase.I ignored her eyes, which were zeroed in on me while making my way toward the kitchen. I knew what was going on in her head, but I didn't want her to ask me anything—at least not in my mom's presence. She could do that while we discussed it later."Morning, Mom," I greeted."You look quite excited this morning," my mother observed."I have always been excited," I murmured, looking through the fridge.I turned to my mother, wondering what she was about to cook as she kept bringing out things from the top cabinet.I frowned, staring at her face. "Are you alright?" I asked her. She had dark circles under her eyes like she hadn't been sleeping for a while.She looked exhausted, too, thin and pale. I had seen her yesterday and even the day before, but she didn't look as awful as this. Or maybe I hadn't been paying attention at all."I am fine," my mother said with a weak smile."No, you're no

LILITH POVGiovanni watched me as I munched on the toast. I didn't realize I was hungry until he forced me out of the hospital and to the nearest café. Thanks to Casey for being a big mouth and telling Giovanni that I needed a break and wouldn't eat anything."What?" I murmured, taking a sip from my coffee cup.He had been staring at me. I wondered if there was something on my face that he was trying to point out. I didn't freshen up before leaving the house. I doubted anyone in my shoes would have thought of doing that. Besides, I was with Giovanni. I doubted there was a need for me to start looking all nice. And he wasn't judging me. Maybe he was.I could care later after my mother was out of the room she was in. Just not now.Giovanni furrowed his brows, looking from the cup that was now on the table and back at me. "Is that even healthy? Won't it hurt the baby?""The coffee?" I questioned.Giovanni nodded. "That's your second cup.""It's fine," I pointed out. "It's barely the amou

LILITH POVRather than leaving my mother back in the hospital, I suggested she be brought home and whatever care plan that the doctor had mentioned would be given to her in the house.Home hospice care. I wanted to be near her all the time, and I couldn't imagine how lonely she'd feel being in the hospital all by herself, surrounded by strangers. I wanted her to be near familiar faces, and when it was her final day, I'd get there to say goodbye. Although I still hope the final day won't be coming around anytime soon, even though the doctor predicted she had only months left."Did you mention anything to Romeo?" My mother asked as I started to walk to the door.I looked around the vast room, staring at the only window. It was opened, and a gentle wind drifted in. From where I was standing, close to the door, I could only see the gentle swaying of trees and the white clouds as they drifted by in the sky.I looked back at my mother, and she let out a cough."I said nothing to him," I mur

LILITH'S POVMost girls would believe I was living the best life. I had successfully made one of the most eligible bachelors from around here to get married to me. I was living in his fancy penthouse with my mother, whom he was taking care of.Also, my brother, whom he had decided to take responsibility. I could get whatever I desired within the blink of an eye because why not?My husband was rich and willing to do whatever I desired.But I would argue that it was certainly not as they imagined it.I was getting everything I wanted from Giovanni, but I still lacked something.Attention.For about a week now, he had decided to shut himself off. Avoiding me as if I were a contagious disease and barely spoke to me whenever we came into contact.Also, he wasn't picking up my calls. I'd say that was the worst part of everything. I had decided to give him his space, believing he was going through something, and he would tell me what it was when he wanted to. He said nothing when he decided