All Chapters of The Mafia King's Only Love: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ADRIANO'S POV~The setting was perfect. The table was covered in white linen, and a faint smell of cigar smoke lingered in the air. I had made sure that the place was secure, with my men stationed at all strategic locations. The entire place was under my control.As my contact entered the room, I stood up and gestured for him to approach. He came towards me, and we exchanged a handshake. I noticed the briefcase he was carrying, filled with my well-deserved spoils. He opened it, and I could see the diamonds and gold jewelry sparkling in the dim light.I nodded towards Salvatore, my trusted right-hand man, to take the briefcase and inspect its contents. Salvatore nodded in affirmation and pulled out a diamond tester from his pocket. After a few moments, he confirmed the authenticity of the gems. Satisfied, I handed the briefcase in my hand filled with money back to my contact with a smirk. "Excellent work," I said, as he nodded in acknowledgement.We shook hands again, and he left the

CASSANDRA'S POV~I spun around, ready to give my piece of mind to Adriano. I didn't even care that I was going to stir up a scene, when my gaze landed on Eden. My breath caught in my throat as I watched him, his hands possessively curled around the waist of another woman, her body pressed against his as they swayed to the gentle melody of the music. It felt like time stood still, every movement in the restaurant blurring except for the pair of them.I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This was the man who had promised me his heart, the one I had given my own to.The world seemed to crash down around me. My heart shattered into a million pieces. Eden had promised me everything, had promised me his love and his devotion. How could he do this? How could he lie to me, make me believe that he loved only me when he was here, in this romantic restaurant, with another woman?I felt like I was suffocating, as if the air had been stolen from my lungs. My legs trembled beneath me, threatening

CASSANDRA'S POV~The doctor had barely finished speaking when Adriano raised a hand, a silent dismissal that needed no words. Just like that, the man vanished out of sight. I crumbled. My knees buckled and I dropped to the cold, sterile floor. My eyes stung like hell, my body trembled uncontrollably, and I couldn’t breathe right. My palms hit the tile, trying to steady myself as my throat worked around a sob that refused to stay down. Adriano sighed—a sound too calm, too measured. I could feel his presence looming over me, the scent of expensive cologne and danger coiling in the air. He extended his hand to me, but I couldn’t take it. I wouldn't. I kept my head down. My pride was shattered, but not dead. “I know how to save you,” he said, voice low, smooth, and cruelly steady. “Your mother’s condition… the treatment won’t be cheap. But I can cover it. Every cent.”My breath caught.“You just have to say yes,” he continued. “Be mine. Belong to me. And I’ll give you everything you n

CASSANDRA'S POV~The cars slid to a halt in perfect formation, like you know those… synchronized sharks circling their prey. The dark Bentley I was in purred low, before coming to a smooth stop in front of a gate so large, I was pretty sure it had its own zip code. It parted slowly—like something out of a spy movie—and the convoy glided through, tires kissing the pavement of the massive driveway leading to a compound so huge I forgot how to breathe for a full second.As we entered, I blinked hard.Holy mother of marble.This wasn't a house. It was a kingdom. An empire. An entire freaking continent, built on acres of manicured lawn that stretched like an emerald sea. There were luxury cars parked in neat rows—Ferraris, Lamborghinis, a couple of Rolls Royces, and things I didn’t even know how to pronounce. I was pretty sure just one tire on any of those cars cost more than my rent for the year.A guard appeared at my side and opened the door, and as I stepped out… my jaw—no joke—dropped

CASSANDRA'S POV~The second the bedroom door clicked shut behind us, I barely had time to breathe.Adriano moved with a predator’s grace, grabbing my wrist and spinning me gently, only to guide—no, trap—me right onto the bed. I landed with a soft thud against the silk sheets, my back against the plush mattress, and his tall frame leaned over me like a storm was about to break loose. “Adriano—” I gasped, startled by the forceful yet careful way his hands pressed into the mattress, caging me in.“Shh…” he drawled, his voice like velvet dipped in sin. “Let’s skip the lies tonight, cara mia. You wanted to slap my hand back there, didn’t you?”His breath fanned against my cheek, warm and maddening. His body wasn’t even touching mine, yet I could feel him everywhere.“I did,” I whispered, chin tilted up in defiance. He smirked dangerously. His eyes darkened, and he leaned in, lips brushing my ear. “I love that pretty little temper of yours. Makes me wonder how it’ll feel when you finally