บททั้งหมดของ MY CASANOVA MAFIA: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Her father cut her off, his voice like a whip. "Enough! You will stop this madness, Victoria. Effective immediately. I'm pulling resources from your little crusade. If you so much as make a move against Arnulfo or Vito again, you'll answer to me."Victoria's lips parted in disbelief. "You can't be serious."Oh, I am," he growled. "This family is bigger than your vendetta. If you can't see that, then perhaps I made a mistake trusting you with any responsibility."Her chest heaved with fury, but she forced her voice to remain steady. "Father, if you think pulling your support will stop me, you're gravely mistaken. I don't need your resources. I'll do this on my own if I have to."“You’re walking a dangerous line, Victoria,” her father warned. “Don’t push me.”The line went dead before she could respond.Victoria stared at the phone, her breath coming in sharp bursts as anger and humiliation boiled inside her. Slowly, she lowered the device, her knuckles white around it.Greg and the oth

The morning light colored the sky gold and pink and cast a gentle glow over their new estate spread. The world looked quiet, almost serene, as if it had paused to take a breath along with them.Valentine leaned into Arnulfo's side, resting her head against his shoulder. The warmth of his presence wrapped around her like a comforting blanket. She held onto it tightly, remembering everything they had faced together and all that lay ahead. With a hint of worry in her voice, she turned to Arnulfo and asked softly, “Do you think we’ll ever have a normal life?” The question hung in the air, filled with hope and uncertainty, as she searched his eyes for reassurance.Arnulfo didn't blink. He kept his eyes on the horizon, his gaze thoughtful. "Normal?" He allowed himself a soft laugh. "I don't know if that's in the cards for us, Valentine. But peace? Safety? Happiness? Those are things I'll fight for. For you."She turned to look at him. Her eyes hunted his face. "You have given up so much alr

The tension between the two rival factions reached a boiling point as dawn broke over the city. Carla's gang, which had become a rising power and was known for its ruthless tactics, had grown bold. They had spent weeks plotting a calculated invasion of Vito's territory, with plans to simultaneously test the defenses of Arnulfo's newly fortified estate.The attack began just before sunrise. Within Vito's stronghold, the morning calm was interrupted by explosions as Carla's forces staged an early-morning surprise attack. Equipped with such advanced hardware and a zeal to spread their influence, Carla's men moved quickly, capitalizing on Vito's brief distraction: his attention had been riveted on consolidating his several recent successes.The streets erupted into gunfire, and Vito's boys scrambled to assemble a defense. Vito himself was caught off guard by the brazenness of the attack, but he quickly rallied his lieutenants. "They think they can take what's mine? Show them who they're d

."Diego," she called, her sharp voice piercing the noise. He looked up. "Yes, Boss?""Loose ends," she said, her gaze piercing. "I don't want any surprises." He nodded, his voice steady even with the weight of her command. As the room emptied, Carla remained by the map, her fingers tracing the lines of the city she was determined to control.“They think they’re playing a game,” she muttered, a cruel smile playing on her lips. “But they don’t realize I’m the one writing the rules.” Her laughter, quiet and menacing, echoed through the room—a promise of the reckoning to come. In the study, Arnulfo stood with his jaw locked, his face told the tale as he listened to the briefing with latest information. Valentine stayed close, her concern obvious. "This is not just random chaos," Arnulfo said, pacing."This is Carla's doing. She is testing the water, seeing how far she can push before we retaliate. Then don't play her game, Arnulfo. Let her make the first mistake," Valentine said, her hand

The tension between Vito and Carla was palpable, their mutual hatred simmering just below the surface. The men around them exchanged wary glances, unsure whether to celebrate the sudden ceasefire or prepare for another explosion of violence.Carla smirked, her confidence unshaken. "Enjoy your little victories while you can, Vito. The next time we meet, I won't be so generous."Vito's lips curled into a cold smile. "Generous? Don't flatter yourself, Carla. The only reason you're walking away is because Arnulfo decided to play savior. But he won't always be there to clean up your mess."Carla stepped closer, her heels clicking ominously against the concrete. "Watch your back, Vito. I don't lose twice.""And I don't lose at all," Vito shot back, his eyes narrowing.Their conversation was suddenly interrupted by a distant howling of approaching sirens. The two men became stiff and sat up at once, fully absorbing the seriousness of the coming ramifications."That will have to continue late