Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

The silence in the penthouse felt almost sacred as Noel and Vincenzo stepped in, little Mei bundled in Noel's arms, her head resting gently against his shoulder. The city lights shimmered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting soft glows on the polished floors. It had been a long, emotionally draining day. Neither of them had said much on the way home, and now that they were back, the weight of everything they'd gone through hung heavy in the air.Mei stirred slightly, her small arms wrapping tighter around Noel's neck. He looked down at her, a soft ache settling in his chest. She had cried herself to sleep at the hospital, her tiny body trembling with the kind of grief that no child should ever have to carry.Vincenzo hovered nearby, unsure. He wasn't used to this kind of responsibility. Guns, threats, negotiation…he could handle. But a grieving child? That was new territory."We need to give her a bath," Noel murmured, his voice low as he looked toward the guest room that had

The hospital air was stiff with unease.Noel held Mei’s hand gently as they walked out of the long white corridor. Vincenzo carried the urn of Mei's mother, his grip firm, face unreadable. The day was supposed to bring some kind of closure…a somber peace..but as they stepped into the entrance rotunda, a wall of noise and shouts cut through the air like razors."What the hell…?" Vincenzo muttered.Blocking the exit was a small crowd. Loud. Rowdy. Chanting something incoherent. At the center of the disorder was Mei’s uncle.He spotted them instantly."There they are! That bastard and his rich husband! You think you can just take my niece? You think this is over?!"Mei flinched at the sound of his voice and buried herself deeper into Noel's side. Noel immediately crouched to shield her, his heart pounding.Vincenzo's jaw flexed. His men quickly flanked them, moving to control the growing disturbance. A few guards stepped in front of the small family as the hospital security tried to asse

“what are you up to?” Lucas said startling Nico.“Christ babe!.” Nico jumped. He hadn't heard his boyfriend come into the kitchen behind him.Lucas raised an eyebrow “who are you texting?” “My mom..” he dropped the phone quickly and turned around in Luca's arms which had trapped in between the counter and his body.“What's wrong?” Lucas asked.Come to think of it Nico had never told him of his family,didn't even mention them. He'd never met them before.“Naah it's fine..” he said looking away.“I want to meet your mom.” Lucas said and Nico's expression changed into one of panic.“I don't think it's a good idea,” Nico swallowed, trying to mask the panic rising in his throat with a weak smile.Lucas didn’t buy it. He narrowed his eyes, watching every flicker in Nico’s expression, every nervous fidget. “Why not?”Nico glanced down at his hands, then back at the counter. He picked up a dishrag just to have something to do with them. His voice came softer. “Because it’s complicated. She’s

"Mom, can you stop already?!" Alina’s voice cracked like thunder through the silence, her hands trembling as she hurled the flower vase off the table. The crash echoed, porcelain scattering across the floor like sharp accusations.Her chest was heaving, anger pulsing behind her eyes. “Hasn't Noel suffered enough? Haven’t we all?”But Isadora remained still. Cold. Listening but unmoved.Alina had spent days..days..pleading with her, begging her to leave Noel alone, to let him heal and live his life in peace. He didn’t need to carry any more weight, least of all the one Isadora was so obsessed with: his so-called duty to the Saturn Syndicate.But Isadora was relentless. Even after that final argument with their father, Leontis. Even after everything that happened..after Kaen.Even after nearly getting them all killed.And Alina had had enough.“This obsession of yours, Mom... it’s going to kill someone,” she snapped, voice sharp with fear and fury. “You already lied. You already hid you

Alina's eyes widened. Did she just hear what she thought she heard?"Plant the bomb in Vincenzo's car," her mother had said. Cold. Calculated. Ruthless.Alina was standing just a few feet away behind the hedges in the De Luca estate's garden, her entire body trembling as the words echoed in her head.What the hell was going on?She'd come out here to get some fresh air, still reeling from the tension at the hospital and Mei's mother's funeral. But then she'd heard voices, hushed but sharp, slicing through the stillness of the garden like knives.Her mother, Isadora, was on the phone. Pacing. Angry."The De Lucas think they're clever. Let him get comfortable. When that car explodes, everything will fall into place. Noel will be right where I need him. Vulnerable. Alone. And mine to command."Alina's hand flew to her mouth.She had to warn Vincenzo.She turned and ran, nearly tripping over her own feet as she pulled out her phone. Her fingers were shaking as she scrolled to his name and