All Chapters of The Mafia's Princess Returns: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

I woke up to a female head and hand resting on my chest. I peered to look at her face while she slept and I told you she is pretty. Sometimes I wonder what makes these pretty ladies go into this line of work but I just cannot get the answers that I desire. I gently pulled her off my chest and got up. She made a little rustling sound with the sheets before adjusting herself a bit. She laid on her back and that was when I saw the rose tattoo just on the top of her waste before her bum. Maybe I had seen it the night before when I rammed into her tight cunt like a dog but didn’t take notice of it because of how blind I was with pleasuring myself at the time. By the time I returned from the bathroom my one night stand was awake, she gave me a bright smile but I didn’t reciprocate because I couldn’t wait for her to leave my bed. “Hey you”. Her morning voice was hoarse and light. I looked at her, ignoring her to sit on the bed. “You should be out of here by now”. I said to the lady I ha

By the time I got the house the nanny had Gio ready as instructed. Mrs. Salvatore was in the living room when I got in. “Guilliana!” She called my name as her eyes dropped with empathy. “Mrs. Salvatore” “You can call me mom now”. She said to me as she reached out to hug me. I felt uncomfortable as I hugged her though. The guilt from the previous night still clung in my heart. She held my face in her hands.“You can always bring the boy here to visit me. I know my son can be a jerk and he doesn't know a good woman when he sees one but I would love to tell you as a mother that if you get a chance to find genuine love outside my family then you shouldn't hesitate to be happy but if fate brings you and Dominico again, it would be the happiest thing that would ever be to me in the face of the earth”. Her face etched with worry and concern while her eyes held a countenance that conveyed vulnerability. Lady Salvatore was one of the kindest women I have ever met, except for the times she w

Richard, what have you done?”I asked as I surveyed the entire living room. It's been only a year and everything seems different here. There were red petals on the flower leading to a post that says “welcome home mother and son”. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen or should I say the most thoughtful thing anyone had done. My eyes flickered with tears pricking the sides threatening to let loose. I dapped the sides of my eyes quickly with the handkerchief I pulled off from my jacket.“What, you don't like surprises?” He asked, grinning at me like a toddler with chocolate.“Dont get me wrong Richard. I love everything but I didn't just know how to react. No one had ever done this for me”. I was sincere with my words. Richard shrugged his lips, spreading as she calculated the next words to say.“You deserve this and more”. He said. I crashed into his arms for a warm hug. His sweet cologne running off my nostrils as I buried my nose on his neck. Suddenly realizing I have a not

The Italian air flight left Falcone-Borsellino Airport in Palermo Sicily at sixty forty in the morning, which meant I slept for about three hours, not just my regular one if I didn't have anywhere important to go. When the flight landed safely at the John F. Kennedy International Airport in New York I knew I had escaped from the night mare Belinda and her rude son have put me through the past three weeks. I promised not to come running, looking for Guilliana but right now I think I was going crazy having that God forsaken lady at my house. I had doubts that that boy she claimed was mine was actually mine but with each minute and each passing day I see the traits bold and clear. I couldn't deny my blood. As the house keeper at the home showed me to my room, I did a quick inspection of the room and fell asleep on the sofa. By morning I knew it was time to make the big move. To go see the woman that makes my heart beat. Snatching my phone from the side of the nightstand I dialled my aid

Love's nest wasn't such a bad place for a quick nap after all. Three days after Dominico's unwanted visit, I had planned a proper dinner at mine for Richard, Gio and I. Ordinarily, It would have been just two adults having a good time but I have a son I can't shove to the side. My blessing from a one night mistake. “Mom, I will set the candles already”. Gio was happy to have Richard come eat dinner with us. Before now it used to be just the two of us because Richard was always busy and we got to see him just on weekends which were always very short visits. Dominico's world is not where I belong nor where I want my son to grow. The kitchen fizzled with beef wafting through the air, sprinkled with a rich scent of flavors of roasted spice, vegetables and the subtle sweetness of baked potatoes. In the oven was a tender, crisp and juicy roasted chicken with herbs and spices. When the chicken was ready I pushed the button and the window opened to me freely. The searing heat brushed my han