All Chapters of The Mafia Devil's Princess: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

“The Monsignor?” I looked at my mother with a bamboozled face. “Sounds like a made-up name.”“That’s because it is,” she took the diary and read it. “Monsignor wasn’t just any person. He was an entity. He never showed who he was. But he left crumbs and pieces that showed he existed.”The Monsignor…“And how do we find this person?”“You don’t find him, Kierra!” mom holds my shoulders tightly, as if knocking some sense into me. “You don’t seek the Monsignor.”“But if this person killed Dad… and he’s still out there… how will I ever know that you’re safe?”So this is why. This is why my mother has never gotten the semblance of a normal life. She’s being chased by a man that no one has ever seen.It seems like hunting this Monsignor is a hard task.“The Hails must have information about him.” I thought to myself. But I couldn’t bring myself to tell mom that I was planning to seek this man.I need answers.And I need justice. My life went downhill from the time the Hails mistreated my d

I did everything and risked my life to get Selene in prison.And now, she’s out.I could hear the doctors around me.“Doc— her pulse is spiking! She’s awake!”“Anesthesiologist, take care of this, goddamnit!”I was in anesthesia, but my mind was awake. As they did their surgery on me— I could hear their own ramblings of panic as the monitor made sounds. But I didn’t feel anything— or maybe I did, but the thoughts of hurt numbed me. They cut me open to retrieve the bullet— but nothing could surpass the way I let the Monsignor go for killing my dad.He was there. So close within my reach. If I had a gun, I could have shot him. I could’ve ended it once and for all.‘Fuck it.’ I cursed in my head as I stared onto the ceiling with my low eyes.All I felt was how stupid I was. How all my efforts were now in vain now that they have freed Selene.The only woman who destroyed my life for good, now out with the man I was hunting.“Prolong her anesthesia and halt the surgery. We need more time—“

The city never sleeps.Shadows and neon signs softly whisper along its streets, a million voices carried in the darkness of alleys where the light cannot penetrate. This evening, I wasn't Sebastian Novair, crime lord or businessman. Tonight, I was the son of a ghost—pursuing the man who had given me life only to curse me.The Monsignor, they called him.My father.Silence for 15 years. I never wanted to exhume his name after 15 years of burying it like a corpse. Corpses escape burial, don't they? They push up, bringing dirt and worms, until they're grinning in your face.I knew he was going to end up finding me sooner or later.The Vipers had been careless this evening. Far too careless. I tracked their path along the city's veins—their tagging on walls, their drop-offs of drugs in abandoned laundromats, their guards with blades hidden under leather jackets. They were trying to entice me, I knew. But that did not matter.I played games my father wanted. Black gloves on, I crept alo

My mother's perfume lingered on the curtains and couch when I entered the condo, like a memory. I found her on the couch, smaller and stubborn as ever. Her lips formed that hard line she uses when upset. She chastised me for coming, being reckless, and nearly dying again. I deserved it. She deserved better. Still, seeing her alive should have calmed my heart. We should have felt victorious, free from the Hails and the vultures that circled our family name. Instead, walking down the dark hallway felt like the world was falling apart.Every step echoed. Every breath I took seemed too loud.My hands were cold despite the building's heat. My mother's face was lined with worry and her eyes red from holding back tears as I told her about Selene, the bombing, and my near-death experience. Those were small details that should have settled into relief. They didn’t.Then I saw him.Sebastian leaned against the hallway wall. He resembled a war veteran. His shirt was torn along the side,

I treated Sebastian like I did before. Operating on the spot in my mother’s condominium, I had Alexandrei guard the perimeter around us. We were too vulnerable.Very vulnerable.My mother did not agree with me saving Sebastian.Even I was too conflicted to help. I didn’t know if being selfless now was going to fare anything later.I palmed my face as I leaned against the bed with an exhausted sigh.“You aren’t even healed yourself,” my mom sermoned at me and then looked at Sebastian with bitter eyes. And yet you’re treating him.”I couldn’t reply.To choose between family and the man I love.“Love truly makes us stupid, doesn’t it?”My mother frowned as she looked at me. When she saw the tears finally escaping my eyelids, she quickly pulled me into a hug. “Oh my dear…”A whole day passed and Sebastian has not woken up yet. I, myself did not feel my best as my injuries continued to sour. But I couldn’t leave Sebastian be.“Kierra…” Alexandrei walked towards me and placed a hand on my