Semua Bab Signed To The Mafia King: Bab 41 - Bab 50

ALINAI could feel my head banging. I didn't want to say a word to anyone but I knew I wouldn't be able to rest until I knew how Luca had found out it was Uncle Roberto who stole the guns. I looked down at my shaking hands and squeezed them hard until they stopped. Pietro was looking worried as he looked at me. I didn't even bother telling him about the day I'd had. What was he going to do? I shouldn't care about Roberto but I was worried that Luca had killed him. “Find whatever you can on Roberto, I want to know where he was, who he spoke to and what they said. Do you understand?" I told Pietro.He nodded and walked away. I heard a sigh behind me. It was Luca.The look on his face told me he had just heard my request. He didn't look particularly angry, but I could tell from his narrowed eyes that he wasn't pleased.He sat in front of me. “You could have asked me, you know. I would have told you how I know." I shrugged, looking away from him. I couldn't hold his eyes. “You were to

ALINAI stared at him, my fork frozen halfway to my mouth.Luca didn’t look at me. He kept his eyes on his plate, shoulders tense, his jaw clenched so tightly I could see the muscle ticking.“My father shot it to death.”His voice was flat, almost indifferent, but something about the way he held his knife so tight told a different story.I set my fork down. “Luca…”“It was a long time ago,” he said, cutting into his steak like we were discussing the weather. “Eat your food.”I hesitated, watching him. I wasn’t sure why, but his sudden iciness made my chest feel tight.I picked up my glass of water and sipped, choosing my next words carefully. “What was his name?”Luca’s glared at me like I was stopping him from enjoying his food. For a second, I thought he wouldn’t answer.Then, so quietly I almost missed it, he said, “Bruno.”I smiled. “That’s a cute name.”Luca started cutting his meat again, this time stabbing at it like it had angered him. “It wasn’t cute. He was a mutt. Small,

ALINAI stepped out of the shower, dried off, and pulled on jeans and a sweater. As I picked up my phone from the nightstand, it rang with an incoming call. It was a number I didn’t recognize. It wasn't saved on my phone. I allowed it to keep ringing. If it was important, they’d call again.I grabbed a brush, ran it through my hair, then wore some flats and used some lip gloss on my lips.The last few weeks had been very busy. I needed to rest, and to do something I actually enjoyed while doing that.A lazy day. That’s what I wanted. Something simple. Maybe shopping. I needed a few things anyway.I imagined Sofia would want to come. I called Pietro to get the car ready for me.I headed to her room, knocking lightly before pushing the door open. She was sitting on the bed, reading a fashion magazine.She looked up. "What’s up?""Felt like shopping. Thought you might want to come."She dropped the magazine onto the bed. "Absolutely. I won't give up the opportunity to shop for anythin

LUCAI was pissed.Not the usual kind of irritation I carried when things didn’t go as planned. This felt way too sharp, like it would cut the next person who tried to speak with me.Victoria had called Alina. Had harassed her.How the fuck had she even gotten Alina's number? I sighed. This definitely sounded like something Victoria would do. Why did I even suspect that she might steal my gun shipment?I grabbed my phone and called Victoria. She had some explaining to do. She picked up. "Luca, darling. It's certainly to nice to hear from you.” I didn't have time for pleasantries. I gritted my teeth and snapped into the phone. "Be home by seven. We need to talk."Victoria purred, sounding too happy at her words. "Yes, Daddy."My jaw ticked. Maybe going to her house was a bad idea, but I didn't want to meet her outside, and not at my office either. What if she came and repeated the same scene she had the last time they met?I ended the call without another word. Someone knocked at my

ALINAMikhail was waiting at the door when I arrived at the club. He was dressed in black, and had a gun at his waist. He gave instructions to one of the men and when they had stepped back inside, he nodded and pushed the door open for me."It’s packed tonight."I stepped inside the club, almost eager to see what it looked like.Heat, perfume and sweat were mixed together in the air. The smell hit me like a physical force.Mikhail stayed close as I walked deeper into the club. This was only my second time here. My father had never liked me being around his business, and had always kept me away from certain parts of his world.But now, the rules were different. He was gone, and this place was mine.I stopped at the top of the stairs and looked down.People were dancing downstairs against each other. Some were making out, kissing right in front of others. But it was the pole dancers that held my attention.I'd never seen anyone dancing on a pole and for a moment, I stopped where I w