All Chapters of The Mafia's Undercover Princess: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Giovanni’s POVThey called the emergency board meeting, but nothing about it felt rushed.Everything was already prepared—seats assigned, coffee placed on the tables and the damn projector warmed up.Even the air felt staged,like the room had been waiting for me to walk in and lose.The boardroom was full with twelve gentlemen who had smiled with their teeth for years but now wouldn’t meet my eyes. I knew what this was. I just didn’t know who was about to deal the blow.Simom stood when I entered. Always the polite one.“Mr Giovanni,” he said, clearing his throat. “We… uh… we received correspondence from the new primary investor. He’s requested to join the meeting in person.”I paused by the end of the table where my seat was and stared at it for a beat longer than I should have.“Fine,” I said. “Let’s hear from the invisible man then.”Simon gave a nervous nod, then tapped his earpiece. “Send him up.”I didn’t sit as there was no need for that.My heart wasn’t racing and my hands did

Giovanni's POVI finally embraced up with the last part of me that I had left, walked out of the boardroom like I had control. Like Kraven hadn’t just pulled the rug from under my feet in front of my own people. My steps were measured, shoulders squared and also my expression was composed—because perception was everything in this business. But inside, my chest was burning.The bastard came in with that smug calm and just laid out contracts like he owned the place. Because apparently, now, he did.He caught me off guard and I’ll admit that. I didn’t see him coming. But nobody humiliates me in my house and walks away untouched. Not even the Devil himself.I turned left down the hallway, eyes scanning for movement, and slipped into the service stairwell. I pulled out a burner phone from my inside coat pocket. The same one I kept for moments just like this.I dialed a number I had missed his calls thrice while I was at the board room, and it was picked on the first ring.“Yeah?”“Are you

Mia’s POVThe life support machine and others beeped steadily, reminding me that Kraven was still alive. He lay there, unconscious, hooked up to IVs and machines I didn’t understand, looking so breakable. That word had never belonged to him before as Kraven that I have known was always full of life. The sterile smell of antiseptic clung to the air like a threat that I couldn’t ignore.I couldn't stop staring at the dried blood crusted near his temple, the bruising already settling along his ribs close to the gown. His chest rose and fell slowly, like each breath had to fight its way out of him.“Miss... Miss Mia?” The voice behind me was calm but cautious.I turned slowly. The doctor stood by the door, having a clipboard in his hand, but I didn’t miss the way his eyes ran immediately toward Kraven with those professional expression—like even he wasn’t used to seeing someone like him brought this low.“Yes?” My voice cracked, dry from hours of holding back everything I had felt deep do

Kraven’s POVAs Mia was still talking. I could see her lips moving and also heard the words. But for some reason, they didn’t register. Not all at once. And I had my eyes fixed on her to know exactly what she wanted to say, even before then I felt something was off."And after you were stabilized, they looked deeper into the damage. The area around your scrotum—"My stomach tightened and I flinched.Damn it. I didn’t even realize I did that until I saw the pause in her eyes.I clenched my jaw, forced my face blank. If there was ever a time to pretend it didn’t sting like hell, this was it.“There was more,” she said.I already knew. I saw it in her face before she even continued."What more?" I asked, trying so hard to maintain my voice to be even.“They found trauma to the testicles. More like, an internal damage.”I blinked slowly. My body didn’t move, but I felt like I’d been slammed against a couch.“What kind of damage?”Her voice was a breath, barely even that. "Enough... that t

Jack’s POV“You’ve finally remembered your way home?” my granny asked.I knew she wouldn’t exactly throw her arms around me when she saw me again. Grandma was never one for theatrics, and I hadn’t exactly earned the warmest welcome. Still, she didn’t throw me out either.She sat on her usual high-backed chair, the same one that had practically become her throne over the years. Her silver-gray hair was pulled into a tight bun, not a strand out of place. She didn’t smile. Didn’t scowl either. Just looked at me with that calm, unreadable expression that had terrified grown men for decades.I sat across from her, not bothering with excuses. “I came to talk about Kraven.”Her gaze didn’t shift in any manner. “I suspected as much.”I inhaled slowly, steadying myself. “As you already know about his health… health condition. He is not fit, not just physically. There’s been talk, whispers about his decisions lately. The way he’s running the empire—”“Whispers?” she interrupted softly, raising