All Chapters of THE MAFIA DON'S PRETTY BOY: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The room had finally quieted.Everyone had cleared out…Francesca and Lucas with dramatic hugs, Manuel with a nod of respect, and Vincenzo promising he'd be back in a bit with food.Now it was just Aria, Nico, and Noel.Mei was nestled against Noel’s chest, soft breaths rising and falling, her tiny fingers curled around the collar of his robe.Noel sat on the massive couch, humming a lullaby under his breath, eyes gentle as he rocked her slowly.Aria and Nico sat nearby, watching.“I’ve been a terrible best friend,” Nico finally said.Aria groaned. “Same. Trash-tier. Useless.”Noel glanced up with a small smile. “Don’t be dramatic.”“No, really,” Nico said. “You were fighting an empire and we were out here… napping. Getting into fights with hormones.”“I didn’t even come see you when your mom passed,” Noel whispered. “I’m sorry, Nico.”Nico swallowed. “It’s okay. You were saving the world. And being secretly pregnant. What the hell, dude.”“I could say the same about you,” Noel muttere

“I want the mango ones. No—wait. The chili mango. And the salted caramel chips. Do they have that?” Noel asked, barely blinking as he marched down the snack aisle of the luxury department store’s gourmet section.Vincenzo trailed behind him with two shopping bags in one hand, Mei asleep in the stroller with a lollipop still clutched in her tiny fist. His husband was in rare form.Again.Noel turned sharply. “Are you listening to me?”Vincenzo blinked. “Baby, I don’t think salted caramel and chili mango go together.”“They go together in my body, Vincenzo.”He was glowing. Positively radiant. A storm of hormones and sass, with sweatpants low on his hips, one of Vincenzo’s oversized sweaters nearly swallowing his frame, and lip gloss glinting under the store lights like a dare. His bump was showing now..round, obvious, and proudly displayed. He rubbed it constantly like a badge of honor and moaned about it like it was the end of days.And Vincenzo? Absolutely ruined. A man in a full sui

The garden was a vision of soft pinks and golds, draped in satin ribbons and balloons shaped like animals and hearts. Paper lanterns floated gently overhead, casting dappled shadows over tables covered in frosted cupcakes, candy jars, and an extravagant castle-shaped cake topped with a miniature golden crown.Mei twirled in the center of it all, her ruffled birthday dress sparkling under the sun. Her curls bounced as she ran to each guest, proudly declaring, "I’m five now! Five!" before launching herself into their arms.Lucas was the first to catch her, lifting her into the air and spinning her gently. "Five already? My goodness, you're growing faster than Nico's appetite!""Hey!" Nico exclaimed from his seat, one hand protectively resting over his stomach. "You're lucky I'm pregnant or I'd have tackled you."Everyone laughed, including Mei, who clung to Lucas's neck and whispered, "Uncle Lucas, I want a baby brother. Tell Papa."Lucas raised a brow at Noel across the lawn. "Mei has

Noel lay in the hospital bed, hooked to monitors that beeped softly in the quiet room. His eyes fluttered open slowly, meeting the sterile white ceiling before shifting to the side, where Vincenzo sat, holding his hand tightly.“You scared me,” Vincenzo said, his voice low, strained. “I thought I was going to lose you.”Noel blinked slowly. “The baby?”“The baby’s fine.” Vincenzo reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair off Noel’s forehead. “So are you. But the doctor said no more stress. Not even a little.”Just then, the door opened and the doctor walked in, a clipboard in hand and a serious expression on her face.“You’re both stable, Noel,” she said kindly, “but you lost a significant amount of blood. We need to start transfusions, and we need a compatible donor. Quickly.”Noel nodded weakly. Vincenzo stood.“I’ll call everyone,” he said. “We’ll find someone.”---Within thirty minutes, the room outside Noel’s was packed with familiar faces—Aria, Francesca, Lucas, Nico, Man

The hospital hallway smelled faintly of antiseptic and sterilized linen. The tension inside the private wing was palpable, even though the air-conditioning hummed low in the background. A heavy silence settled over everyone present. Lucas was seated just outside the room, arms crossed, foot tapping, while Nico dozed lightly on his shoulder. Francesca and Aria spoke in hushed tones with Manuel, who’d flown back in for a few days.But it was Vincenzo who stood at the door, straight-backed, eyes fixed on the corridor as though daring fate to deliver anything less than peace today.The sound of boots echoed first…two officers in uniform flanked a woman in a pale beige coat, wrists cuffed in front of her. Isadora Saturn, head held high, but her eyes betrayed the weight she carried. She walked like someone approaching her own execution…not because of punishment, but because she knew she was walking into the gaze of a son who had no more illusions left.Noel was already awake, seated upright