All Chapters of The Mafia's Angel : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Giulia!”Julia snapped back to reality. Had she just been called by her full name? That usually occurred when her attention was required.Julia quickly shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. What exactly had she been thinking? She quickly looked down and around her. Then she let out a sigh of relief. Nothing. She had not done anything.She raised her eyes to meet Don's gaze. He was still standing a few steps away from her.What had she actually been thinking? she asked herself as she closed her eyes. She couldn't believe she had just imagined killing the mafia boss!“Are you okay?” Donatello asked as he rested his hand on her shoulder.Julia shivered at his touch. “Yes, I'm fine,” she responded, slowly removing his hand from her.Her boss noticed it and sighed. How was he going to tell her that he had feelings for her?“I–”“–if you're here to tell me about your newfound love and make my life more miserable, I'm sorry but I won't listen to you.” Julia said quickly.Done said

Donatello carried Sabrina to her room and laid her on the bed. When he was about to leave, she clutched his shirt. Don froze in his tracks and turned.“What is this for?” he asked.“Stay with me; I am quite injured and can not do some things right now. Can't you stay to assist me?” She inquired with beseeching eyes.“I am sorry, but I need to leave; I will assign some servants to assist you,” he said, removing her hand from his shirt.“Have you really cared about me for even a bit?” she blurted out questionly.“Sabrina, please don't let us go through that again.” Don said before turning to leave.When he was gone, Sabrina sat up and reached for her cell phone which laid beside her.“If I can not have him, you can not either, Julia,” she said under her breath as she dialed a number.***When he left Sabrina's room, Donatello headed straight to Julia's. With knocking, he barged in and found her putting her hair into a bun.He walked to her and turned her shoulders so she could face him.

The whole place was silent. Each one was absorbed in his own thoughts. Glances were exchanged, but no word was spoken.“Get yourself cleaned up,” Donatello instructed as he worked on his clothes.Without responding Julia hurried out. She was drenched in her boss' semen and the least she wanted to do was clean herself and take a rest.When she reached her room, she slammed the door and entered the bathroom. As she peeled off her clothing, her mind replayed what had just happened. She did not want her boss to assume she was leading him on but she had taken a dangerous step. She suddenly closed her eyes tightly in regret.When she finished bathing, she remembered the photograph she had seen on his desk. She still could not believe it, but she did not want to think about it. She only hoped that she had not been caught spying.***Several minutes after Julia had left the office, Donatello smirked. She had actually taken him

“Where the hell do you think you are taking me?!” Julia yelled as she struggled to break free from Marcello's grip. “Stay fucking well, or I will have to carry you!” Marcello yelled back. “Don told you to do this, right?” she inquired, still attempting to find her way out. Marcello was silent. The order had been given to him by his boss, and even though it sounded strange, he had to carry it out. “The boss has a lot on his mind; he does not need a distraction.” Marcello explained to her as they approached a room. “If he wants me out of his life, he should return me to where I came from! I did not beg him to bring me here, so why am I being treated like this?!” Marcello said nothing. He opened the door and shoved her inside. “Tell the boss that I despise him and can not wait to see him crumble!” she exclaimed as Marcello walked out of the room. She looked around the room as soon as he was out. The whole place seemed familiar. Suddenly, she remembered. It was the same room she w

The weather darkened over the skies. The room was now dark and silent. Julia laid on the bed with the blanket over her as she stared at the ceiling. Despite the blanket, the cold was still persistent. The hairs on her skin were all standing and her teeth clattered with her shivering body. Still yet, she did not forget to cuss her boss for putting her in his condition. She had realized she was a fool for thinking he loved her when actually there was no trace of such emotion found in him. “I can't wait to get to him and drive a knife into that cold heart of his.” she said to herself as she cuddled up under the blanket to find warmth. Just as she was about to close her eyes she heard a click on the door. She turned quickly and her eyes shone as she looked towards the door. Who the hell was that now? Was he already back? The lock eventually clicked and the door opened. “Thank you.” Julia overheard Sabrina speak to one of the guards before entering the room. “What are you d