All Chapters of Becoming The Mafia Queen: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

SOFIAThe air in Rome hit me like a warm embrace as we stepped out of the car, like a mix of freshly baked bread, blooming jasmine, and something ancient and beautiful. I couldn’t stop smiling as we drove through the countryside, and I could see the towns on the rolling hills in the distance, twinkling in the darkness. The sky was so clear that you could see almost every single star in the sky, and it was so magical and peaceful that I wished I could live here for the rest of my life. As we soon reached the city, my mouth fell open at how beautiful it was. The narrow cobblestone streets were lined with ancient buildings, with their shutters thrown open to reveal flower boxes that somehow all looked so fresh. A bunch of Vespas flew past us, weaving through the crowds of tourists who were snapping photos of crumbling ruins that somehow stood proud despite their age. The colosseum loomed in the distance, like a terrifying figure against the night sky, and everywhere the chatter of Ital

SOFIAI woke to the gentle warmth of Adrian's arm wrapped around my waist, with his steady breathing feeling like a soft rhythm against my back. For a blissful moment, I just soaked it all in with my eyes still closed, savoring the warmth of his body against mine, and the faint scent of his cologne mixed with the crisp sheets, and the way his fingers twitched slightly in sleep, like even in his dream he was holding on to me. Last night had been a whirlwind of chaotic events, like a episode of How I Met Your Mother. From the awkward dinner which started off so well, to Aunt Rosa's unfortunate questions, and then to Adrian saying that he'd sleep in my room, tradition be damned. We'd talked late into the night, talking about everything under the sun with his hand tracing lazy circles on my skin until we drifted off. It felt so right and so peaceful, and I honestly couldn’t have thought of a better way to end a day that had been going so well before the disastrous dinner. But as I blink

ADRIANI walked into the study of the manor right after breakfast, the heavy wooden doors creaking like they always did, announcing my arrival before I even stepped foot inside. The room was thick with the scent of old leather and cigar smoke, the kind that clung to the walls from decades of these family gatherings. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the polished oak table that sat in the center. All the adults in the family were seated at the table, with Nonna at the head of the table, her silver hair pulled back in a tight bun and looking every bit like the matriarch she was. Nonno sat beside her, his face buried in the paper, and puffing on a pipe that he'd probably lit hours ago. Then there were my uncles who must have arrived early this morning, or last night. Alessandro was the burly one with the permanent scowl, and Matteo was the slimmer one, who was always fidgeting with his rings. Aunts Lucia and Gabriella were seated beside them, whisp

SOFIAI stormed up to my room as soon as I got back to the manor, my sandals slapping against the marble stairs and my chest tight with frustration. The fight with Adrian in that damn drug lab had left me feeling like I wanted to put my head through a fucking wall, and his words echoed in my head nonstop. “You joined this world knowing what it was.”As if I'd signed up for this life with a clear head, and not a heart broken by my dad's death and a desperate need for something (or someone) to hold onto. I slammed the door behind me, the sound echoing in the quiet room as I marched over to the window. The vineyard stretched out below me looking so green and serene, like it was mocking the storm inside me. I wanted to scream and shake Adrian until he saw what I saw, and he realized that there was a legitimate chance to break free, and build something better. But he'd shut me down, and made me feel stupid for even suggesting it to him. I dropped onto the bed with a groan, burying my fa

SOFIAThe hike had left my legs aching, but in a good way. It was sort of like the kind of soreness that made you feel alive, as if the mountain air had scrubbed something clean inside me. We returned to the manor in high spirits, with the sun dipping low over the vineyard. Gabriella and Lucia were already arguing about dinner, while Rosa was complaining about her boots being too small and too tight. Elena walked beside me with that little mischievous smile of hers, and I just knew she was cooking up something wicked. She hadn't stopped looking at me since I told her about the fight with Adrian. And now, with the others trailing ahead, she tugged my sleeve gently. “Where do you think he is right now?” she asked. “Probably upstairs with Nonna,” I said. "Great," she said, lowering her voice. "Then we should talk about the plan then. It’s a stupid one really, but it works every time."I raised an eyebrow at her and said, "If this is about seduction techniques from a nineteen-year-old