All Chapters of 31 DAYS WITH HER BILLIONAIRE MAFIA DADDY : Chapter 81 - Chapter 88

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CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE: LOVE-HATE

Vince hadn’t stirred since the operation, and I’d barely moved from the chair beside his bed. I remembered the moment the doctors had wheeled him in, covered in blood and barely breathing—I thought he wouldn’t make it. I was so scared that he would… die. I’d seen Vince in his worst times, but never like this. Pale, stiff, with tubes snaked around his arms, and the soft beeping of the monitor was the only proof he was still alive. Unlike his mother. Unlike Lola. Unlike my heaven sent foster mother. My heart was a mess. Everything had happened too fast like a fast paced horror movie. My world was getting darker and darker every day. But for Vince, it was worse—watching his biological mother, whom he’d protected all his life, die at the hands of an enemy. I reached for his hand and gently wrapped mine around it. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered, sobbing helplessly, my heart burning. “I’m so, so sorry.” Just then, his fingers twitched in mine. My eyes widened, breath hitching.

Last Updated : 2025-06-17

CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO: THE COMPETITION

It was against the doctor's advice to be discharged so early, but Vince was the most stubborn person I knew. He desperately wanted to leave the hospital, as though he were being trapped there. Luca had arranged for a private nurse to check on him at home, but that didn’t stop me from worrying. Vince was in no condition to be discharged from the hospital. He reluctantly allowed Luca and I to take him to the Cross mansion. Once there, he refused my help getting into bed. Somehow, he managed to remove his shirt, revealing fresh bandages wrapped around his torso. The poor nurse who had to check his vitals did so under the fear of being snapped at. I left his side only to return with a bowl of freshly made soup on a tray. When I stepped back into the room, Vince was lying still, his eyes locked on the ceiling, his body unmoving, like a mountain. “I made you something,” I said softly, setting the tray down on the bedside table. “You haven’t eaten since yesterday. You need to eat som

Last Updated : 2025-06-17

CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE: HEAVY HEARTS

~~VINCENZO~~Bianca stood in the center of the room, eyes roving slowly over the Cross mansion like she was assessing it for hidden bombs. Her delicate fingers brushed the edges of a marble pillar. After a long pause, her sharp blue eyes shifted to me.I leaned against the wall, still nursing the dull pain in my side. The wound burned with every breath I took, but I had worse wounds inside my heart.“What are you doing here, Bibi?” I asked, deciding to go sit on the sofa before I passed out from the throbbing in my head.“Were you going to bury her without me?” I was taken aback by that sudden question.“Bibi...”“You weren’t even going to tell me, were you?” I could hear the hurt in her voice.I sighed, letting my eyes fall briefly shut. “I didn’t think you’d care.”“She was my mother!” Bianca snapped.I watched that crazy look in her eyes for a brief moment.“A mother you hated.”Bad choice of words—but I’d said it already.“She hated me first,” she whispered, stepping closer to sit

Last Updated : 2025-06-18

CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR: SICK FEELINGS

"Everything keeps getting worse," someone muttered near me. It was Joyce. She'd been staring into space, deep in thought. The mansion was quiet that night—the kind of quiet that made your heart pound just to fill the silence. I hadn’t been able to sleep. Not after the funeral. Not after putting Lola six feet deep. Her face kept haunting me, our last memories together. I couldn't have stopped her death, but still, guilt weighed a ton on my shoulders. "It isn't your fault, Jess." Joyce's hand grabbed mine, interlocking our fingers. "It's that evil bastard son of—" "Stop!" I stood up abruptly. Joyce looked shocked.I paced around the room, pulling my tangled hair from my face. There was no amount of therapy that would make me feel normal again. "Are you still going to defend him?" Joyce asked. I turned to her. Tears brimmed in her eyes. "It's not his fault either, Joyce. There was nothing we could do. It was like being trapped in a nightmare." I shook my head, trying not to r

Last Updated : 2025-06-18

CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE: THE DOUBTS OF HOPE

It’s been two weeks since I returned from Seattle. Two weeks since I witnessed the most heartbreaking thing I’ve ever seen. It left me empty, a hole in my heart, like someone had ripped out everything that made me feel alive and just… left the shell. Joyce and I started seeing a therapist, Dr. West. He’s good, really patient, but I could tell even he was a little overwhelmed by us. Especially me. I was still too sunk in grief, too haunted by everything I had lost to really open up. But I was trying. After another week, I forced myself to resume work at Lexton’s. Thankfully, Noah had spoken in my favor, put in a word about everything I’d been through. Still, I had to send a ton of apologetic emails and agree to a small cut in my salary. Honestly, it was better than looking for a new job. I didn’t have the energy for that kind of shenanigans. “Ms. Reese?” I blinked, snapping out of my thoughts. My eyes lifted slowly, and I found Mr. Lexton, my boss, standing by my desk. I was f

Last Updated : 2025-06-19

CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX: MANY SAD THOUGHTS

The next morning at work, I felt hungover. I sat at my desk, fingers hovering over the keyboard, trying to focus on the editing brief I’d been meaning to finish since Monday. But my brain just wouldn’t cooperate. Maybe it was because thoughts of Vince kept barging into my head. It was like trying to type through a storm. My chest ached every time I thought about him—his face, his voice. Did he not miss me? Did he not think about me? That last look he gave me... I’d broken him, whether or not I had meant to. And I’d broken myself in the process. And then there was Julian. I can't believe we kissed. It had shaken me more than I wanted to admit... and now, small thoughts of him invaded my mind every now and then. Just as I stood up to take a walk—I needed it to clear my head—a new email notification popped up on my computer screen. Julian Lexton: Can you stop by my office for a minute? I stared at the screen for a few seconds. Why did he want to see me? For another kiss? To strai

Last Updated : 2025-06-20

CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN: SURPRISE VISIT

I sat hunched over my desk, staring at my computer in silence. I had a blank Word document open on my screen, titled: Application for Editorial Position. I was going to quit my job at Lexton's. It already felt like a bad past. I couldn’t keep working here, not when my boss and I are breaking work protocols. Not when Nadia actually caught us. Not when everything felt so wrong. A new job in a new place felt right. I was going for that.I began typing, trying to stay focused, but a gentle knock broke my train of thought.Before I could respond, the door pushed open.“Jess?”“Darren?” I stood up, eyes wide.He shut the door behind him, smiling nervously, holding a bouquet of tulips. He looked as handsome as always—tall, clean-shaven, wearing a navy-blue shirt and jeans.“T-this is a surprise… what are you doing here?” I stuttered, swaying a little from how light I felt.“I, uh…” He stepped closer, behind a chair, the scent of the flowers filling the room. “I brought these for you.” He han

Last Updated : 2025-06-21

CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT: PICK YOUR POISON

We sat quietly in his car—it was a new one, or maybe just one I hadn't seen before.He was visibly thinner, looking almost like the average big guy that fixes cars or ride dirt bikes. Like he was normal, just like I wanted."How's your wound?" I broke the silence.He didn't respond for nearly a minute, every second agitated me."Better," he finally replied.I looked at him; his face was lean, pain evident in his eyes."And the hurt?" My heart skittered at my own question.Vince's Adam's apple bobbed."Still there," he whispered.My chin wobbled as I felt a pang of pain—both mine and his.Lola was no more. I felt like a hypocrite missing her. Vince must miss her a lot more."How's your work here?" The way his voice dipped into that deep, commanding tone made me squirm in my seat.He saw it. He saw the moment the air shifted. It was like he didn’t know the extent of the effect he had on me—I didn’t know either. He was a Daddy more than he thought he was."Good," I swallowed, licking my

Last Updated : 2025-06-22

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