All Chapters of Sins of The Mafia: Chapter 111 - Chapter 113

Sienna Last night was a dream. Or a nightmare. I hadn’t come to a conclusion. But it was the first time in months I had sat down with Lucian and talked. He told me about his childhood. While we were together before, he would often close off when I asked about his childhood. He also never talked about his sister. Now I know why. When I returned to my room last night, sleep didn’t come easy. I stayed up thinking about what Lucian did, taking his pov. If someone wronged me, I would never go to this lengths to hurt them back. But after all these years I had learned, not everyone thought my way. The world I grew up in, revenge was a common thing. While kindness was not. That’s why I embraced kindness, so I could be different from everyone around me. I had Adrian who always helped in preserving those thoughts. Lucian had no one. His mom died when he was young, after that he was surrounded by need for revenge. It was easy to justify his actions in a way. But my heart still hurts from his be

Sienna's Pov The next morning, sunlight streamed through the thin curtains, warm against my face. My body felt heavy, my eyes gritty from too little sleep. I rolled over with a groan, my hand instinctively resting on my belly. Bean had been restless all night. Or maybe it was me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Lucian’s face—too close, too handsome, too dangerous. The ghost of almost-kissing him clung to me like a shadow I couldn’t shake. I pushed myself upright, deciding food might distract me. Padding softly into the kitchen, I expected silence. Instead, I froze. Lucian was there. He stood at the stove, sleeves rolled to his elbows, stirring something in a pan. A pot of coffee was already brewing. The faint smell of toast hung in the air. He glanced up when I entered, and for the briefest second, that same warmth from last night flickered in his eyes. But he didn’t push it. He just offered me a small smile. “Morning,” he said, his voice calm, steady. “I wasn’t sure