Lahat ng Kabanata ng In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

(Lisa's POV) I waited patiently for Alessio to leave the house because I had planned to meet up with the Godfather. I had talked to him, and he was delighted to meet up with me. Alessio was wrong about the Godfather. He might be cruel to others, but I didn't think that applied to me. He spoke to me freely and even offered to treat me to a nice meal. A smile spread across my face as I watched Alessio from the balcony, where he got into his car and drove off. I had been careful not to let him notice that something was off about me. Since I knew he read people's thoughts through their eyes, I had tried my best not to let him know whatever I was planning before he left. I waited a few more minutes before I stepped out of the house. I was careful not to take the path where the landmines were. He had taken me out of the premises to see the sunset before, so I would follow that route. "Where are you going, Madame?" one of the guards stopped me. I swallowed before replying, "I

(Alessio's POV) It's been over a week since I last touched Lisa. Even when we lay on the bed together, with her throwing advances at me that she wanted to have sex with me, I can't keep resisting even though I badly want to. How could I make love to her when Salvatore has already come into the picture? I wouldn't enjoy it even if I did it with her, because I would be filled with thoughts of the Godfather aiming at her. I need to make sure he leaves Italy so I only have the strange caller to deal with. I have been informed a few times by the gate man about how Salvatore has come to the house, but he refuses to let him in. I wouldn't give him the chance to hurt my woman. As for the strange caller, I guess he has a specific period when he calls me just to remind me that I haven't yet uncovered who he is. I still haven't forgotten how he endangered Lisa by trapping her in the tunnel. His sins are doubling, and I swear on my dad's grave that I will make him pay for everything h

(Alessio's POV) I quickly rushed out of my car and made my way to the vehicle that had just hit the curb. I opened the car door, and there was Lisa. Her head was on the steering wheel, bleeding from her head. How she able to get to the front seat? I thought, but it wasn't something to dwel on at this moment. She was unconscious "Lisa," I uttered, blaming myself for what had happened to her. It’s all my fault. I should have let her go. I shouldn’t have been so selfish to keep her with me. If I hadn’t kidnapped her in the first place, all the dangers that befall her wouldn’t have happened. I pulled her out of the car, and the beautiful eyes that always lit up my world were closed. This was the first time she was unconscious, with blood spilling from her head, and it scared me. It just showed how much she meant to me and how much I loved her. For two decades, this would be the first time I’d shared tears. With Lisa in my arms, I got into my car, not caring about the s

(Lisa's POV)* "Kill her," Salvatore instructed his men. My heart raced with fear as one of them brought the knife to my neck, Salvatore smirking at me. I screamed, struggling to break free, wishing I hadn't come here in the first place. Just when one of his men was about to slit my throat, he signaled him to stop. I let out a breath of relief, even though I knew I wasn't safe yet. "I'm sure Alessio will come here in search of you. How about we play a little game of survival? I'd risk your life, and it's either Alessio saves you, or you save yourself," he said, smirking like a psychopath. I struggled against the men who held me with their strong arms. "Why are you doing this to me, Salvatore? What have I done wrong?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, even though I was terrified. I was just praying that Alessio would come to my rescue, just like he always had, even if I hated myself for always stressing him out. Salvatore lowered his head toward me, his breath fanning

(Alessio's POV) "I love you so much, Alessio." It was the best thing I had ever heard. Lisa confessed her feelings for me. I hadn't seen it coming, which was why I was speechless for a moment. Even though I didn’t show how happy I was about her confession, my heart was throwing a festival of celebration. "And how do those romantic men on TV treat their women? I want to learn," I whispered to her. I wasn’t the typical romantic man, given how I was raised, but I was ready to learn—at least a little—just for her sake. She fell in love with me despite the kind of world I live in. The least I could do was make her happy, since I couldn't tell her how madly and crazily I was in love with her. Lisa placed her hand under her jaw, deep in thought, while I admired the beautiful creature in front of me. "Well, since you're new to this, you should start with something small," she grinned. "Which is?" I whispered, staring into her hazel eyes. "Feeding me," she simpered, her cheek