Lahat ng Kabanata ng Queen of Hell. The Mafia Boss’s Wife : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Moretti Mansion — 10:45 p.m.The sound of the engines fading away left an echo that refused to die. The flashing lights of the police vehicles still danced in the reflection of the windows, like a reminder of the unreal.A dense, suffocating stillness filled the entire house.Isabela slowly descended the marble staircase. The heel of her sandals echoed hollowly, funereally. She stopped on the last step, her gaze lost in the now-closed gate. The air seemed to weigh tons.—They took him... —she whispered, more to herself than to the servants and guards who pretended not to breathe behind the columns.She let the glass in her hand fall. There was no shatter. The crystal rolled and clinked softly, as if it too knew better than to break the silence.Then, the unthinkable happened.A dry, savage roar burst from her chest. She ripped off her silk coat and threw it to the ground. She stormed into the house as if h

The echo of the door clicking shut still vibrated against the walls of Salvi’s office when he suddenly stood up.The chair screeched violently as it was shoved back, hitting the wall behind him.For a few seconds, only the sound of his rage-filled breathing filled the room.His chest rose and fell as if he had just run a marathon.He looked at the envelope. He didn’t touch it.The photo of Grazia—his daughter—was still there, pinned like a dagger.Her childlike face, so much like his own, so pure, so unaware of the hell closing in around her.Then he shifted his gaze to the corner of the desk, where a photo of Cassandra, his legal wife, sat.She smiled in a garden full of lavender, holding onto his arm as if they were truly happy.— “Goddamn it!” — Salvi growled, and with a sweeping motion, cleared the surface of the desk, sending papers, pens, and his coffee mug crashing to the floor.The rage devo

Minutes after she arrived, the door closed behind her with a soft click, but in Salvi's soul, it sounded like a verdict slammed shut.The silence that followed was crueler than any insult.The video was still open on the screen. Frozen at the exact moment Luciana pulled away from him, her eyes filled with disappointment. Her voice still echoed in his head:"I won't be your refuge anymore. No more."Salvi shut the laptop lid with anger, but without strength. Then he dropped into his chair, his face buried in his hands. He was breathing like a man drowning.And he was.There was no refuge anymore. Cassandra wouldn't forgive him. Luciana had rejected him. And now, that woman — Isabela — had him in her claws. She was bleeding him dry, slowly, with a cold smile and steady hands.Salvi stood up, walked to the window, opened it and lit a cigarette with trembling fingers. It had been years since he last smoked. He

The house smelled like home again. With Alejandro’s presence, they had begun to smile once more after days of tension and anxiety.Isabela lingered a few extra minutes at her son’s bedroom door, watching how Mateo slept cuddled up with his old teddy bear—the one he always asked for when his dad wasn’t around.Then she paused to look at her daughter Lucía, who had fallen fast asleep with a smile on her lips, as if dreaming of her father being home was enough to sleep in peace.Isabela closed the door softly, her chest burning with emotion at seeing her children happy again.She then walked down the dim hallway until she reached the master bedroom. Alejandro was already there, sitting at the edge of the bed, elbows resting on his knees, face buried in his hands.The suit jacket was hanging on the chair. His white shirt, wrinkled from the long day, had two buttons undone. His hair was a bit tousled and his expression... was that of

Love had ignited a greater fire between the Moretti titans. It had opened a wound that needed to be closed once and for all.But neither of them wanted to take down the enemy all at once. Dino wasn’t just any enemy. He was the black hand behind Alejandro’s imprisonment.Vittorio Salvi had spat it in Alejandro’s face when he said: “Dino desires her with madness.”That was the clear evidence of who had pulled the strings behind the “impeccable and incorruptible” Deputy Commissioner Salvi.Now that Salvi had been eliminated on Isabela’s orders, the hunt remained for the one who had thrown the steel net over Alejandro.Dino didn’t only pursue Alejandro’s routes. He was after something far more valuable—his wife, Isabela.Dino wanted her for himself, with such madness, that his obsession had led him to commit the worst mistake of his life… revealing himself to the Morettis.The Emerald Coast shimmered unde