All Chapters of Becoming The Mafia Queen: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

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141. The New Game

SOFIAI'd been sitting there long enough for the ice melting in my water to form a ring on the tablecloth. My fingers wouldn't stop moving, twisting together in my lap as I watched the door. I kept telling myself I had control over this. I chose to come, and I asked for this meeting. But that didn't stop the pulse in my throat from hammering when I finally saw him walk in.Don Vito didn't rush when he walked in (or floated in, rather). He moved like the room belonged to him before he even reached the table, in his dark suit with his cane tapping softly, and amused eyes that probably had me figured out before he'd even taken his seat."So," he said as he glide into the chair across from me, resting his cane against the table, “you've summoned me, Miss Moretti. Usually men summon me to beg, but you don't look like a beggar.""I'm not," I said, even though my voice was low. I forced myself to meet his eyes. "I'm here to tell you that I'm ready to join you."He smiled and said, "Ready to

Last Updated : 2025-10-17

142. The Beach

SOFIAI wasn't supposed to enjoy days like this anymore. That was the first thought that crossed my mind as I kicked off my sandals and stepped onto the warm sand, watching a stretch of blue water glimmer right in front of me. It was Saturday, so Freida had suggested we go down the beach since I’d never been. I didn’t leave Sherman Oaks for anything except school and lunch with Freida or Isaac, so I was excited for the chance to head up to Malibu and enjoy the sun. "Come on, don't stand there like you're posing for a missing person flyer," Freida called, already spreading out her towel. She wore oversized sunglasses and a pink bikini top that she kept insisting she hated. Isaac trailed behind her with a cooler in hand, with his shirt half unbuttoned and silently pretending he wasn't flexing."I didn't even say anything," I muttered, dropping my bag beside them."You were thinking," she said. "Same thing."There were more people from our building with us today. Freida had announced to

Last Updated : 2025-10-18

143. The Black Widow

SOFIAI didn't say a word when I left the beach. I didn't tell Freida where I was going, and I didn't meet Isaac's eyes. I didn't bother to explain why a man dressed in a black suit had come to collect me in the middle of the beach, and they didn’t try to stop me. Maybe they knew better, or maybe they assumed it was something personal. Or maybe, on some level, they already knew I wasn't someone they could follow.The black limo was parked at the far end of the road, with the windows tinted so dark that I could see my own face in them. I swallowed whatever was left of my hesitation and pulled the door open, already rehearsing what I'd say to Adrian after everything. I'd imagined this moment a thousand times. I'd imagined him furious, and I'd imagined him relieved. I'd imagined how much he’d changed, but I'd also imagined him untouched. I'd imagined all of it except for the one reality that greeted me when I stepped inside.It wasn't Adrian.It was Rafe.What the actual fuck?He just sa

Last Updated : 2025-10-19

144. The First Meeting

SOFIAThe campus gate was still behind me when the black Maserati slid to a stop at the curb. It was the same driver as before, with the same intimidating silence. He didn't even say my name, and he didn't even look directly at me. He just nodded at the open door like I had no choice but to follow, so I got in. The city soon blurred by as we drove off, and neither of us spoke for the entire ride.It wasn't until we passed the coastline and turned into the hills that I realized we weren't heading to anywhere I knew. The road was closed off by iron gates carved with a crest I'd never seen before, and I wondered where he was taking me. The estate wasn't modern like Adrian's estate. Instead, it was classical and clearly inherited, like the kind of place passed down through generations. The car rolled over the gravel and halted before stone steps that led up to a massive mansion, and I realized what was here for as soon as I looked up. Don Vito stood at the entrance, leaning on his cane e

Last Updated : 2025-10-20

145. The Taste of Politics

ADRIANI've sat across from killers, liars, thieves, and traitors. None of them ever made me as uneasy as men in tailored suits who smile too much.Congressman Walter Jennings had one of those smiles that never quite reached his eyes. We were seated across from each other in a private room at the Beverly Grand, a ridiculous name for a hotel that tried too hard to look old-money. The curtains were drawn, the table was set with untouched pastries, and the air smelled faintly of whatever expensive cologne his aide had sprayed around before I got there."I appreciate you taking the time," Jennings said, crossing one leg over the other like we were old friends. "You've been something of a fascination in my circles, Mr. DeLuca.""I wasn't aware I was in your circles," I said, leaning back.He chuckled softly, his fingers drumming the side of his cup as he said, "Oh, come now. You've donated to more than a few campaigns. You've rebuilt half the city's waterfront. You've got a foundation with

Last Updated : 2025-10-21

146. The Set-up

SOFIAWhen I stepped out of the lecture hall, my mind was already halfway home. I had a headache from staring at slides all morning, and all I could think about was coffee, a quiet room, and absolutely no one asking me questions. So when I saw Isaac leaning against his car with that casual grin, I almost turned around and pretended I hadn't seen him. But then he called my name, loud enough for everyone around to hear, and I had no choice but to walk over."You're coming with me," he said as he straightened up and took the bag from my shoulder before I could even protest."Excuse me?" I said as I crossed my arms."Don't start with the excuses," he said, already walking to the driver's side. "We're going on a date.""A date?" I repeated, trying not to sound too skeptical. "Since when do you decide my schedule for me?""Since you started looking like you haven't smiled in three weeks," he said as he opened the passenger door for me. "Come on, Sofia. You need a break. It's not like I'm k

Last Updated : 2025-10-23

147. The Countdown Begins

SOFIAI sat on the edge of my couch silently, my tea going cold on the coffee table. The apartment was extremely quiet, except for the faint hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen and the occasional sound of traffic from outside. It was strange how slow everything felt, given how fast my mind was spinning. I couldn’t stop thinking about yesterday, and how that affected me going forward. I hadn't heard from Isaac since the incident at the mall. Not that I expected to. I think we both understood that some lines, once crossed, can't be uncrossed.He'd tried to set me up. Or maybe ‘set-up’ was too strong a word for what he thought he was doing. He probably told himself he was protecting me, and that he just wanted the truth. But to me, it didn't matter what his intentions were. He'd made me feel like an experiment that he was watching to see what I'd do, and how far I'd go. And the moment someone does that to you and they treat you like an object instead of a person, you stop being able

Last Updated : 2025-10-25

148. The Golden Opportunity

ADRIANI met Walter Jennings at the same restaurant as last time, except this time I wasn't there to turn him down. He had the same confident grin on his face as he stood up to shake my hand, and it lowkey pissed me off that he could see right through me from the moment I walked in. I could tell he already knew I'd changed my mind before I even said a word.“Mr DeLuca,” he said with a smile as we shook hands. “I must say, I wasn’t surprised to see you call me back. But I was surprised by how quickly the call came.”“Don’t get your panties in a twist, Jennings,” I said. “You and I both know this was bound to happen.”“You’re right,” he chuckled. “I feel like the devil himself, dangling the apple of knowledge over humans in the garden of Eden. But here you are, ready to receive the fruit even though you might be kicked out of the garden.”“Let’s just get this over with,” I groaned. “I’m not in the mood for shitty poetry.”We sat down, and I got straight to the point. "So, let's say I'm

Last Updated : 2025-10-26

149. The Ticking Clock

SOFIAThe morning air was cool and quiet when I started running. The streets were mostly empty, except for a few early commuters, a couple of dog walkers, and the sound of my sneakers hitting the pavement in a steady rhythm. I'd been jogging for maybe fifteen minutes, but my mind hadn't stopped replaying the same thought over and over again of the message I'd sent Adrian last night.We need to talk.It looked simple on the screen, and I kept telling myself that it was just four words. But pressing send had felt like throwing a stone into deep water where you know it's going to make ripples, but you just don't know how far they'll spread.I kept running, trying to clear my head but it didn't work. The city felt heavy this morning, or maybe that was just me. Every time I thought about seeing Adrian again, I felt that same mix of guilt and longing that never seemed to fade. I'd told myself I wanted to meet because it was necessary, because of Don Vito and Marco Giordano, and because of t

Last Updated : 2025-10-27

150. The Lovers Reunion

SOFIAOkay, maybe throwing myself into his arms and kissing him was a bad idea. In hindsight, that wasn’t my brightest moment. But my brain just shut down completely at the sight of him, and it was as if I was back to my default setting, where I was still hopelessly in love with him and all I could think about was how badly I wanted to be with him. Adrian hesitated for a moment, but then his arms wrapped around me and he pulled me against him. He devoured me as he deepened the kiss, and I gasped when his tongue invaded my mouth. Oh God, I’d missed him so much. I’d missed this heat, this fiery passion between us that made me feel like my skin was on fire. I wanted all of him, and I wanted him now. “Damn!” he said as he pulled back to look at me. “I was not expecting that.”“Shut up and kiss me,” I growled, pulling him back towards me and kissing him again. His hands sat on my waist, holding me flush against his rock hard abs and causing my head to spin. He tasted so warm, so familiar

Last Updated : 2025-10-27

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