All Chapters of His Docile Mafia Princess : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

A few hours later, Luna arrives and we're sitting in my room, and the stylist Gianna recommended is running a little late, but she assured me he works magic in short periods of time so I'm trusting it. Renata called, she said she would be here in like an hour. I'm reading the lyrics of some of the band's greatest hits while Luna sits opposite me. “Sasha, you know these songs, we play them like all the time in our side of the house,” she says, and I do know some but I need to know every lyric or none at all. “Speaking of the revolution, Reina was so mad when father gave me permission and she can't go.” “I was going to take her with us but then I realized that she's still a little too young to be out late, plus it's a school night.” “Yeah,” Luna nods, hopping her head to the music. “How did you even get tickets, you don't like the band Or did you become a secret fan?...” “I potentially could be, but no.” I laugh, “When I heard there were free tickets, I thought of you so I jus

It takes me a lot of restraint to sit through the meeting and wait for some bastards to chew before they speak on their interests, expectations, and a whole lot of nonsense that I don't hear, but I do. The moment the documents are signed, I get my men and go to the concert venue. Dom does accompany me because he's acquainted with the band manager so they let us in. My wife doesn't answer her phone, her men don't either, and the place is too damn bloody noisy and crowded. My ears would be bleeding right now if the music wasn't half decent but it is. Dominic spots his wife on stage, getting serenaded by some prick I assume is the lead singer but he doesn't move, doesn't flinch simply motions towards the stage and says, “At least we found one of them.” No, this shit would not fly with me. If that were my wife being serenaded with her hand in his? This concert would smoothly evolve to a funeral. I see one of Alessandra's guards standing behind her in the crowd, up front where it isn't

I used my time to check her GPS and the tracker on the car which both provided me with different locations for the time she was allegedly kidnapped by Sang-Yeon. I do see my wife in the footage from both morning and afternoon, although the afternoon one looks blurred and brief. I ask Dominic to find out whatever I'm missing, I wouldn't put it past Alessandra to lie so I'm not concerned about it. Sure, kidnappings are normal but not in my care, my wife will not be injured mentally or physically by anyone. We get to Bruised Hope, finding Alessandra and Igor arm wrestling surrounded by kids, she sees me before he does, abandoning their match to come to me. “You came,” she smiles, meeting halfway. My eyes sweep over her, checking for any visible injuries or distress but there's none, she's perfectly fine from what I can see. “You're okay,” I say, my tone suggesting it's a question. Sasha's face furrows, “Yea. Why wouldn't I be?” “Did anyone hurt you today?” I ask, just to be one hund

“Bummer,” I sigh. “anyway my plan is to have Sasha missing for more than a few days, without her he'll be very unfocused and we can infiltrate his trades more easily.” “You don't know him, do you?” she tsks, and I know what she's thinking, it's her that needs to know him better. I've studied this man for years. “It appears you are the one who doesn't know him, Sasha. You're his property now and he won't have anyone think of him as incompetent for not having you safe. It looks bad on him as a leader.” I tell her, watching her since when I refer to her as his property. “That's not a bad idea,” Don Romano chimes in, seemingly impressed. “While Enzo is looking for you you'll be hidden in this house and it's the last place he can suspect.” Sasha nods but I catch a hint of hesitation, she's willing to betray both her father and husband. “Alright, I'll do it. But if he finds out you had something to do with this—” “He won't,” I smirk. “You will reappear at a police station, and act

I spend the rest of the night or more accurately the next two hours watching my wife. She's been busy, and everyone wants a word with her, I've noticed some men use their wives to approach her in hopes of getting to me but Dom's wife is quick to fend them off, she's been in the spotlight long enough to work them. Sasha is more popular than the birthday boy, about five minutes into another useless partnership offer, I notice Alessandra is gone from her previous table. Don Castillo is still talking despite my evident distraction from the conversation. My eyes wander around the room, trying to find my wife but there's no sight of her. “Excuse me—” I say, leaving the Don with Alessio who tells him to carry on with his blubbering. I don't find Alessandra in the crowd, I start to look for one woman from her clique, the easiest to find being Renata because she refused to wear a mask, claiming her face is meant to be seen not disguised. I share the same sentiment for my wife, but I don't wa