บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia's Princess Returns: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

Before Maria and I got home the news of my grandpa’s demise had hit the entire city and my household. Maria drove with one hand on the steer wheel and one hand on mine to console me. Tears streamed down my eyes even in my silent moment all the way through the drive home. The moment the car stopped in front of the building Betty came out dressed in her uniform, she had a black ribbon over her hair. She wiped her eyes with the back of her palm and walked towards us.“Get the bags in from the car”. Maria gave the instructions casually.“Okay Ma’am”. She answered and immediately ran off to get the bags. We got into the house to meet a host of guests and mourners waiting. They all had their black clothes on, tears streaming their faces. The empire and indeed the cartel had lost a great man indeed. The ones living in the home I grew up in suddenly turned cold and lonely even though there were us visitors sitting in the living room. Maria took me to my room and made me lay on the bed while

The orchestra’s music played from the background as we escorted the corpse to the graveyard. There I met the crowd all in black different graves all different sizes with different epitaphs on them. My grandfather lived an honorable life and I know for sure that he was in a good place.The well-wishers where there waiting. The moment the corpse arrived some began to wail and cry. I had my sun glasses on with Maria and Lisa by my side. My staff all dressed in black. Giorgio, Dominico and his family, The Lucchess’ the Richards, the Taylors and many more well-wishers and business associates present. After the bride sermon by the grave side, the reverend lead the interment, it was fast and quick. He read from the hold book and then passed the dust in the shoved to Gio first, he threw it on the casket that was already laid in the grave and then the second scoop was for me. I held it tight and paused for a while.He read from the hoy books and I threw the earth on the casket afterwards, He

Maria gave me a suspicious stare as I smiled at her adjusting my suit.“Don't give me that look”.I warmed jokingly as I packed everything I needed for the meeting into the grey suit case in front of me. “I am comfortable with that smiling Gui and you know what that means”. Her tone grew with worry.“Maria, you worry too much girl. Relax. This is me, your friend and greatest ally Guilliana Ricci, you should begin to trust me a little bit. Come on, the guests are waiting in the conference room”. I told her to nudge her arm a bit. She rolled her eyes still and followed. We walked silently until we got into the conference room. The moment the door creaked open the staff got up to greet us as courtesy demands.“Please have your seat ladies and gentlemen”. They all pulled their seats and comfortably glued their butts to it. Maria and I did the same. I cleared my throat after words and began my first. First we checked the records for progress and the areas we had to improve. The staff gave

When Dominico's call came through I knew there was a lot I needed him to know. From my decision to leave Silly and return to America and the whole leadership change thing. I had no business with his family politics and I was definitely not going to give that a chance either, especially now that I was going to give myself the new beginning I sure deserved. As I sat on the couch with the tv remote in my hand watching the news about my handover. I smiled knowing that the world was definitely waiting for me to take the stage and do all that my father could t do while he was alive. I mean there was nothing wrong with that actually and seeing the amount of pay from the blogs give opinion on what should have been done instead I could only wish that some of them were given my shoes to walk in. The phone on the side began to buzz. As my usual way of getting serenity I had turned off the lights only making do with the lights from the Television. I took a sharp turn to face the phone only to se

The smile on Lady Salvatore's face disappeared the moment Guilliana brought up the issue of relocating with our son. My son. I could tell from how my mother's jaw dropped in disappointment that the decision didn't go well with her but Guilliana truly and honestly does not care about what I or anybody in my family thinks is right for her baby, my boy. Besides they've e lived their lives without any of us all these years so why does it even matter even matter now. Well it does matter a lot because I am here now. I am his father and he needs his family around him. I grew up in my family, lived by a father and a mother and I can't watch my son grow up without me. That was never going to happen. I blinked repeatedly to grasp what she had said. Although she had mentioned it to me earlier, I didn't think it was this serious and that was the plan she had all along. I feel fooled and I feel played at this point. My mothers mouth feels agape and at this point the only person not showing concer