All Chapters of The Mafia's Little Doll: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Liam's POVMarcus was quiet. Sitting still. But I could tell he was watching me.“You don’t believe it, do you?” he finally said.I rubbed my palms together. “I don’t know, man… Luca De Rossi could traffic drugs or guns, but humans?” I looked up at him. “I don’t think so.”Marcus shook his head slowly, almost like he didn’t recognize me. “Liam. You’re investigating an international criminal. All possibilities must be considered.”“I get that,” I said, not even trying to argue. “But I’ve been on this case for years. I’ve seen things. Heard worse. But never human trafficking. Not once. That’s not his pattern.”“You said it yourself,” Marcus said. “He hides it well. That doesn’t mean he’s clean.”I leaned back in the chair. “Look… the weird sexual stuff, yeah. I’ve heard that. But that was mostly Alexa. She had… tastes. There are rumors. But Luca De Rossi?” I shook my head again. “He’s more into brutal silence. Kill whoever he suspects, wipe it clean. That’s his signature. Not smuggling

I ended the call and leaned back in my seat, the phone still in my hand.Alex and the driver were in front, quiet as usual. But I couldn’t hide the small smile that tugged at my lips.“Maria’s got something.” I said quietly.Alex turned a little in his seat. “Sir?”“Maria. She’s finally decided. She wants to start a bar.”Alex nodded. “That’s good news.”But he looked again through the mirror. Then asked, “Why are you smiling about it, if you don’t mind me asking?”I stared out the window.“She wants to be involved, Alex. She’s not like Alexa.”Alex stayed quiet, but I knew he was listening.“She’s not asking for money or gifts. She wants to help. Be part of something,” I added. “Alexa never wanted that. All she wanted was pleasure. To try things in bed, to play with new partners, and enjoy the money.”Alex gave a short nod like he understood, and I knew he did.I looked back out the window. Everything outside looked normal. Cars driving by, people walking, streetlights coming on.And

Maria's POV“I know the shooter,” Luca said. “And I think I know why she might have wanted to kill me.”Those words stayed in my head as the water kept running down both our bodies. I was still holding him from behind, but I could feel how heavy those words were on him.I didn’t ask him anything else. I just let the silence fill the space between us.Then he reached for the shower knob and turned off the shower.Without a word, he stepped out and grabbed his robe. He didn’t even look at me. He just wrapped the robe around his body and walked out of the bathroom. I picked up a towel and followed.By the time I got to the room, he was already sitting on the couch. His robe was loose, almost falling off his shoulder. He looked... exhausted. Not just from the attack, but from what was bothering him deep inside.Whatever it was was surely eating Luca up.I walked over and sat on his lap.I rested my head on his chest and didn’t say anything. I just wanted him to know I was here. He didn’t p

Maria's POV I laid still beside him, watching his chest rise and fall. Luca was asleep now but I couldn't get a thought out of my headLuca had released inside me. Again.I ran my hand lightly over my stomach. I don’t even know how many times it’s happened now. And nothing. No changes. No missed periods. No scares.Or maybe I can’t get pregnant. Or maybe Luca is the one who can’t.A part of me thought maybe that was a good thing.Because how do we even bring a child into this kind of life? Into this kind of danger? It might feel peaceful now. No one’s chasing us. No one’s threatening us. But Luca has enemies. He lives in a world where peace is only what you see on the outside. On the inside, everything is chaos. A lot of enemies who are likely waiting for a good chance to get to him.A child would change things. A child would be a target. And what if something happened to Luca? What if something happened to me?I closed my eyes, breathing out slowly.And then… the girl Stephanie cam

Maria's POV I woke up to an empty bed.The space beside me was cold. Luca had already left.I rolled over slowly, letting the soft sheets wrap around my bare skin. My body still ached a little from last night. From him. From everything.I sat up, brushing my hair back with my fingers. The sun had filled the room already, almost like it didn't want any single part of the room to be dark.I stood up and grabbed a robe, and made my way out to the living room.Louisa was dusting the edge of a shelf, moving in that quiet, careful way she always did. She looked up when she saw me.“Good morning,” she said politely.“Morning,” I replied. “Luca’s gone?”She nodded. “Yes ma'am. He left with Alex earlier.”I glanced toward the door, like I might catch up with him somehow. But I didn’t ask where he went. I already knew I wouldn’t get an answer to that.“Any word about… the shooter?” I asked carefully.Louisa shook her head. “I don’t know anything about it.”“Did Luca or Alex say anything before