All Chapters of The Mafia Devil's Princess: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sebastian wouldn't come in the other line and its getting me worried. The operation was already taking longer than we have been expecting and Aemond and I are running out of topics to entertain the Hails. We needed him to come in fast. “First Mr. Novair and now Mr. Reeves,” a voice came in and Selene stumbled through the door with a smug grin in her face. "You really are something, huh Kierra?“ “Whatever you say, Selene.” I gave her a sweet smile, not wanting to escalate things further. Getting in trouble now would lessen the possibility of us buying time for Sebastian to find the Governor. “Are you doing this on purpose?” she washed her hands in the sink beside mine. “Donating that huge sum of money to a Hail orphanage. I don't know where you got those funds, but it seems like to me that you just want to rub it off.” “A large sum of money, indeed. Something you will never have.” I replied sharply. Selene then dried her hands off and started to adjust her earrings. “Boucheron in

I stormed toward the city jail, heels clicking violently against the concrete as fury burned beneath my skin. Susan Hail—guilty. It felt unreal to say it, even in my mind. I had sat through every minute of her trial, watching her try to claw her way out of the verdict like the serpent she was. But Sebastian… he had blindsided even me.While I distracted and dismantled them from the frontlines, he’d been working behind the scenes—compiling years' worth of buried corruption, laundering, child trafficking, even the death threats that were cleverly erased from police records. One by one, he released the evidence. Every damning detail. And it buried her.Now here I was, dragging myself through the cold steel bowels of the prison, the sharp clack of my Louboutins echoing through the cellblock like war drums. Inmates peered from behind bars, hushed by the gravity of my presence. My rage silenced even the damned.The officer led me to the parloir. A visitation room. Clinical. Sterile. White.

I woke up to the sound of knocking in my room. “Who is it?” I asked in a raised, sleepy voice, but there was no reply. I dragged my feet to the side and headed for the door. I looked for someone’s face in front of me, only to find them below.“Tobias?”The boy stared at me as if regretting that he had even knocked. It seemed that he had been there the whole time.“Uhm… are you okay, darling?” I crouched and rubbed his head. “Do you need anything?”“I…” he began, stuttering while trembling. “I just wanted to say… thank you.” I checked the clock in my room and realized it was still four in the dawn. Did the thought of not thanking me weigh on his mind too much for him to approach him so early?“I-I’m sorry I disturbed you… I’m gonna go—““Wait—“But the boy had already run back to his room.I felt a little warm that Tobias had thanked me. It made me feel like I was finally doing something right in gaining his trust.Baby steps, they say.The next morning, while me and Sebastian were

“Tobi, what happened?”I pulled Tobias to the side and ignored Selene’s yelling. I crouched to hear the boy out. Sebastian had to take a call somewhere, so I had to deal with this for a while.“Tobi?” I caressed the boy’s cheek. “You can tell me.”“He told me mean things,” I noticed his eyes were still glaring at Daryl. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have punched him—““What mean things?”“Kierra!” Selene finally broke through the sisters who tried to stop her from getting to us. She grabbed my hair and pulled it. I didn’t retaliate, instead, I swerved and firmed my palm, smacking it against her cheek in a crisp slap that forced her to the floor and letting go of my hair. Selene dropped to the ground face first. She scrambled to get back up, but I grabbed her neck and pinned her against the ground.“Bitch, let go of me! I’m going to fucking kill you!”“I’m not going to let go until you get out of here, even if it takes me to drag you across the damn street, Selene.”The sisters tried to sep

I was assisting Sebastian at work today when I suddenly received a call from an unknown person. I ignored the number several times, thinking it was a spam call, but it finally got to the point where I, too, was getting curious as to who was behind it.Excusing myself, I leave the company building and enter the entrance to pick up the call. “Good evening, who is this?”“Am I speaking to Kierra Evans?” the voice behind it said. A woman’s. For some reason her voice sounded a little muffled, like she was eating her own words.I looked around me, suspicious. “Yes, why?”“Oh, thank goodness.”“Sorry, why did you call?” I demanded an answer, straight to the point. “I was busy.”“I apologize…” the voice was timid, and it made me feel a bit bad for scolding her on the other side of the line, but truly— I don’t have all day. “Who is this, and what do you want from me?”“My name is Leticia,” she introduces herself shakily. I could hint at the nervousness behind her voice. “I heard about your s