Todos los capítulos de The Mafia Don's Revenge: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Daisy: I remain silent, waiting for Kaiden to continue. To say that I am surprised that he is choosing to tell me this is an understatement, but seeing as someone was following us this afternoon, I guess Kaiden has had a change of heart. He clears his throat before continuing. "As you know, Kyklos is a crime syndicate. It was created by my grandfather, Yorgus Nikolaou. Originally, Kyklos was an accounting company, but it has... evolved to what it is today. I took over from my father two years ago, due to less than ideal circumstances." Kaiden's eyes cloud over, his gaze drifting away as if he is lost in a memory. He refocuses, shaking his head before he continues. "He was killed in a coup. I was meant to die too, but Alexandros was able to get me out in time before the place was blown up." "I still haven't figured out who staged it," Kaiden says, his voice laced with frustration. "After the coup, everything went to shit. Kyklos almost disrupted under my feet. I was suddenly head

Kaiden: Ivan's expression is unreadable as he steps into the room. His eyes scanning the space before they land on me. "Kaiden, good to see you," his voice is neutral as he saunters to the couch and takes a seat. I give him a nod in greeting. "What brings you here, Ivan?" Ivan's gaze flits to Alex, who's standing off to the side. "I'd prefer if we discuss in private." Alex acknowledges the unspoken cue and makes his way to the door. " I'll be outside if you need me." He pats me on the back as he passes by before he exits. Ivan watches him walk off then looks at me, his eyes narrowing slightly. "One of my warehouses was blown up. Dozens of kilos of product went up in flames." he says, his voice tight with anger. "It seems like someone has been tampering with my business, causing significant losses." I keep my expression blank even as I can feel the weight of Ivan's anger. "I am sorry to hear that, Ivan," I tell him, keeping my voice measured. "But I am confused as to what tha

Daisy: After leaving the garden, I wander around the house for a bit. Trying to twist open doors and memorising the dips and turns. "Locked," I murmur, letting my fingers slip from the door to the room I was unsuccessfully attempting to gain entrance into. I forge ahead, my fingers trailing along the wall. I notice some of Kaiden's men at the end of the hallway engaging in a hushed conversation. It ends abruptly as I walk closer. Feeling awkward at their stares, I offer them a strained smile. Their faces remain stoic so I scramble passed them. I roll my eyes in response. Gaining the freedom to roam the house hasn't proven to be as exciting as I thought. Not when most doors are locked. How are we supposed to work together when I can't find anything useful? My eavesdropping skills could use some work too. I grimace at the thought. My feet come to a stop when I hear a voice. The person seems tense as he carries on the conversation. Not wanting to be discovered, I thread close

Daisy: I make my way back to Kaiden's room, determined to wait him out and request the keys to the locked rooms. How does he expect me to get information when I can't access most of the mansion? A door opens below me from the end of the hall as I climb the stairs. Peeking over the bannister, I see Kaiden stride out with one of his men trailing behind him. Andreas. Kaiden whispers something and Andreas nods before walking off. His suit jacket is thrown over his shoulder and as he approaches the stairs I notice that his shirt is unbuttoned all the way. My eyes immediately latch onto the display of muscles. They flex and move fluidly as he walks and I crane my neck to catch the movement. He reaches the end of the stairs and our gazes meet. Kaiden arches an amused brow at my obvious ogling and I lift my chin unashamedly. My feet remain planted a few steps above him as he approaches, coming to a stop before me. With my view obstructed by his face, I take note of a speck of

Kaiden: We reach the club in record time. I get out of the car and head towards the back where Ivan is waiting. "You got your eye on him?" I ask as an introduction. "Thank you, Ivan for pulling my head out of my ass by finding Kostas," he replies sarcastically. I roll my eyes at the attitude. "Is he here or not?" "Last I checked." Ivan runs his eyes over my frame, no doubt noticing the weapons strapped on my person. "That's a bit much, don't you think?" He frowns in disapproval. "Don't ask me to save you when there's a gun to your head," I cross my arms stubbornly. We have no idea what we are walking into and I would prefer to be prepared than have another bullet in my gut. "Maybe they'll think we're bouncers for some high end celebrity or some shit." I explain but I honestly could not care less. The time for caring has long passed and I'm tired of feeling like a fool who doesn't know how to manage his business. Someone clears their throat behind me and I look ov