All Chapters of Falling For The Father: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sofia paced back and forth through the hallway of Antonio’s fancy penthouse. The floor was made of cold, smooth marble. She walked fast, her heart beating so fast it was like a furious drum inside her chest. Daisy's words from yesterday haunted her. They followed her everywhere, like a quiet ghost. She couldn't stop thinking: What if Daisy was right? What if Antonio really doesn’t love her?Every one of her perfectly neat, manicured fingernails itched with a feeling she couldn't control. It was a mix of anger and desperation. She needed to know the truth. She needed to know it right now. She stormed toward their private study, her footsteps loud against the floor.Antonio was already there. He stood by the big windows. He wasn’t looking at her, but out at the city. The ceiling light from above made his broad body look like a dark shadow. His voice, when he finally spoke, was distant and cold.“You have something to say, don’t you?.”She closed the distance between them in just three l

“You should have chased her out the second you saw her naked.” She yelled.“I did! And she dropped the towel while walking out. It was an accident.” He explained.“Accident,” Daisy scoffed, her voice full of disbelief. “You mean you don’t see the way she’s been eyeing you like a meal?”“I don’t think I’ve ever seen her look at anyone directly before. She’s always looking at the floor.” Vincenzo sighed, resting his forehead against hers. “I really don’t care about her, and she doesn’t matter. You do.”His voice was low and serious, full of sincerity.After a moment, Daisy’s anger began to melt. “You’re too calm about this.”“That’s because I know who I want in my bed. And the maid is definitely not that person.” Vincenzo confessed.She rolled her eyes, but a small smile started to appear on her face. Vincenzo saw it and smiled back.“Come on. Shower with me,” he said softly.“No.” She declined.“Alright, no pressure.” He began to unbutton his pants. “But the water’s hot. And I’d rather

After a while, Marco finally spoke. He kept his voice low, almost a whisper. “Daisy,” he began, his face serious. “You do know what you’re doing is risky. This is very dangerous. If we truly have a traitor among us, and they discover you’re trying to find them out, then you’ll be in grave danger. Your life could be at risk.” He wanted to make sure she understood the full weight of her actions.Daisy met his gaze. Her eyes showed no fear. “I know, Marco,” she answered. “And I’m already a part of this world. There’s no going back for me now. I swore an oath.” She paused. “So I might as well be useful. I might as well help protect the man who is trying to protect me.”Marco sighed again. He seemed to understand her decision, even if he didn’t fully agree with the risk. He handed her a document, a fresh stack of papers they hadn’t looked at yet. “Then let’s find out who our traitor is,” he said. Together, they continued their painstaking search, poring over numbers and dates, looking for

Giovanni’s face twisted into a mask of fury. Her words had touched a nerve. He suddenly kicked her stomach hard. Daisy lost her balance on the chair and fell backwards, the chair crashing loudly against the dirty concrete floor. The ropes dug into her skin. A sharp pain shot through her abdomen.He stood over her, his eyes blazing. “You are not my daughter!” he snarled, his voice loud and full of hatred. “You are the bastard child of a whore! You should never address yourself as such again!”Daisy lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Her head throbbed. Tears welled up in her eyes, not from pain, but from the raw hatred in his voice. She closed her eyes for a moment, praying silently. Please, let me survive this. Just this one time. Let me get through this.Back at his mansion, Vincenzo was pacing around his study, like a caged lion. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, imagining the worst. His men were out, searching every corner of the city, but the silence from them

Vincenzo’s own fury exploded. He stood up too, his towering height making Antonio seem small. “You and I both know that’s bullshit, Antonio! You have every right? You sent my men to their deaths! You sabotaged my business! The only reason why I’m not taking away your chances completely, why I’m not casting you out, is because of your mother, Madonna! Her memory, her wishes! After everything I’ve given up just for you, every sacrifice I’ve made, you chose to betray me. You should be lucky to still have your life right now! You should be grateful you’re still standing here!” Vincenzo’s voice thundered in the room. Antonio scoffed. “So this was your plan all along, wasn’t it? This is just an excuse! I always knew you had no intention of keeping your word. You were just using me until something better came along. Daisy comes into your life, that… that outsider, and suddenly you toss me aside! You put her above me! And you stand here talking about your sacrifices? If you really want me to