All Chapters of MAFIA’S SURROGATE MISTRESS: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Early evening settled over Alaric’s villa and stretched across the courtyard. Crickets chirped in the corners and the yard’s lights were flickering to life when Alaric stumbled under the pergola looking disheveled and out of place. Guards were scattered around the perimeter, behind their crisped suits their guns were holstered perfectly—espresso glasses and cigars lay abandoned on the tables.Alessandro, Don Ferucci, Alejandro, and most of the councils were present, all speaking in low murmurs.Alaric’s presence drew silence. He rubbed his eyes, every fiber in him weak and hollow. In front of Don Ferruci’s table, glossy photos of him and Vivienne’s infidelity were spread out for everyone to see.None of the men was smiling. They barely did. The air was thick with something vengeful. “Sorry, I'm late” Alaric muttered and slumped into a seat, his voice dry and rough. “Over an hour late,” Ferruci said, his brows knotting darkly before gesturing to the photos. “I received souvenirs w

Hours later, Louisa was slamming the car door shut as she half-walked and half-sprinted into the wrought gate of Alessandro’s villa, across the yard, and into the house. The palazzo pants on her dragged along the dusty ground, and the cold wind washing over her from the armless top she wore made it hard to detect the nervous chills clawing her spine apart. The mini-bag she clutched rather too tightly in her hand had her bra strap slipping out from a small opening which she hadn't even noticed. She’d let Alaric convince her about leaving her dress for the housekeeper to sun-dry and send it over the next day but she couldn't leave a more personal item as her bra behind. Alessandro had long caught sight of her from the patio upstairs and was now walking almost too quietly down the stairs. Once the foyer detected her presence and the lights illuminated dimly, she froze—because he was right there. Blank expression, eyes too calm and hands pushed in his pocket so she couldn't tell if he

The car ride was quiet in the cool morning, the tires rolling on smooth asphalt, except for the constant hisses and whines from Vivienne, who was strapped in between two huge men whose faces were carved from rock. She rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time and slumped back into the seat. These people had no respect for her anymore—Alessandro had stripped her to nothing in their eyes. “You know I could have driven myself to Nonno’s event,” she said, glancing at both men, lips pressed into a thin line. No response. Not even a blink from them.She pressed again, louder this time. “Your boss and I are no longer together! We are divorced. So this is kidnapping!” “We are only following the Don’s order, ma’am,” The driver said from behind the wheel. “I wasn't talking to you!” she snapped at him, irritation in her voice before staring straight at the two men flanking her sides and unmoving. “You all are going to pay for this and I'm not kidding” The car hadn't even gone far when a pierc

Louisa stood in the park—A hospital’s park. It was mid-afternoon now. Patients strolled about. Birds chirped and the wind blew. This was where Eve had asked them to meet without any further information. Now she waited, her red dress from earlier still on as she made little to no effort to change. “Did I keep you out here for long?” She heard and snapped her head up. Her heart skipped. Eve looked different. She was paler and skinnier than she’d ever known. Louisa watched her approach with a nasal cannula attached to her nostrils, an IV pole rolling in her left hand, and a bonnet on. “Eve?” “Louisa.” she cracked a smile. Once she was near, Louisa drew her into a hug. She felt so fragile and bony and without another word to each other, they both walked to a bench and sat. “You look so beautiful, Louisa. I'm glad to see you again.” Eve said with a tight-lipped smile. Louisa’s shoulders sagged as she forced a smile. Whatever she looked like physically was only a farce co

“Remember the deal, Louisa. If you love Alessandro, you won't warn him” Gleb flashed her a smile, his hand sliding up to her thigh but she was quick to swat it off, hands tight on her bag. He smirked, reached for his contact card, and slid it into her hands. She bolted out of the car immediately, slammed it shut, and watched it zoom away. Her lashes fluttered and tears rolled down her cheek. Dabbing her eyes off she turned to stare at the building right in front of her. She was at the city hospital. The backlit LED lettering displayed the hospital's name in silver hues—clean and modern. Through the transparent glass door, she could see the nurses move about, and a few other people her mind could barely even comprehend moved by in a blur. “Lilian Delaney, please” she said to one of the nurses as soon as she stepped into the nurse's station. She had no idea how she could wear a pretentious look to Alessandro once she was back at the Villa. Not after giving in to those men’