All Chapters of The Mafia Devil's Princess: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I had mentally practiced this infiltration a thousand times, memorizing every turn and hallway. But I didn't factor this into any of my calculations. On the other wall, a shadow extended. From the far end of the hall a tall figure appeared, his unhurried stride filling the room before his voice ever did. Valmount, Kaspian. When I saw him in a form-fitting charcoal suit with his tie fastened flawlessly and his hair slicked back like black glass, my blood froze to ice. That wolfish, sarcastic, mocking smirk sprang to his lips as soon as his eyes met mine."Well, isn't this fascinating?" He deliberately spoke slowly and enjoyed every word. I guess you finally had the nerve to approach me. Quite surprising. Lowering my eyes, I tightened my scarf. Is my disguise even enough?But Kaspian was different. He wasn't a low-wage clerk or a guard; he was a predator. Moreover, predators did not care about surface details. I tried to sound neutral and calm. "Pardon me, sir. You must

This piece of shit monster.The cut I had made across his cheek was still bleeding, leaving a small red line on his otherwise perfect face. "You really look a lot like Sebastian." I commented out of nowhere, taking him off guard."You trying to seduce me or something? Adorable." I made my breathing more regular. I had been through worse. I had been through worse. This was merely another monster, one that came from the same blood as Sebastian. I said, "I'm going to kill you," my voice full of poison. "And your dad. Monsignor's empire is over for both of you." Kaspian's lips curled into a low, menacing chuckle instead of rage. "Wow, that really gets me going." He stepped on purpose so that his feet reverberated as he got closer. The wall touched my back. My hand pushed harder on the blade. "I am not your toy." "But you could be," he muttered, his eyes dangerously low. "Every disobedience makes me want to tear and reassemble you. Chemistry, not fear." "I'd rather di

The heavy lock on the storage room door clicked shut as they left. Dust and sweat accompanied them. Kaspian walked slowly and on purpose when he went outside. Her expensive dress sparkled in the hallway's soft light. When he left, her eyes narrowed and her look was pinsharp. She said, "You're really late." and tapped her heel. "I've been calling your name for five minutes. Why the hell did you go in there?" He put the key in his pocket with a flick of his hand. Every step went as planned. He just said, "Inventory," as if that one word would answer all of their questions. The lips of Selene moved. She didn't believe him. She didn't push either. Not yet. Anyone in the country their father ran could hear them, and Kaspian's anger could lead to something she wasn't ready for. So she didn't make him mad in those places. But her doubts didn't go away. "You are hiding something, aren't you?" "Aren't you asking too many questions all for nothing?" Kaspian raised his eyebro

The night was dark. And the time is near. As we neared the building, the mouth of the living beast, I lay a small prayer in my lips. I stood at the end of the table, hands on the wood, staring at the skyscraper blueprint in front of me. The black ink lines showed where the Vipers lived. They were front companies during the day and drug dens at night. I was going to burn their neon pride to ashes tonight. "They think the night protects them," I said, cutting the silence. Everyone looked up at me. "But the night is ours." There was a murmur of agreement among them. Alessio said in a low voice, "We hit them at the shift." Rats out of the office, dealers in. The perfect choke point. Their guards will be weak. I said "light" again with a bitter smile. "But not blind. The Vipers always think someone is watching them. We don't just watch; we hit. I traced the building with my finger. "Five floors, two elevators, and three staircases." On the third floor is their shipping hub.

As one, a dozen rifles rose, their laser sights cutting through the dark air. My heart didn't even move. Kaspian relaxed back on the butt of his rifle and smiled as if he had been waiting for me to arrive on stage to feed months. "Princess, you've gotten brave," he said in a mocking tone. "But tell me, do you really think your small rebellion kill me? You couldn't even save your kid." For a split second, my lungs froze. He knew where to hit me, pushing his words into the old wounds I had sewn shut. I tilted my head and curled my lips, not in defeat but in anger. "That day I decided to kill you, I stopped being lost." My hand moved before his smirk could get bigger. I couldn't resist. My gun fired, and the bullet flew past his face, burning his slicked hair. The impact broke the metal beam behind him, sending sparks flying like fireworks. Kaspian stopped moving.First time I saw his mask falter. His men pointed their assult rifles at me, I wanted to hide my flinching- but I