All Chapters of Escaping The Mafia Devil: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"What do you mean?" I frowned."Do you really think if there's an issue in the Vipers, you, a girl that just got involved with the mafia world a few months ago, can fix it? What are you? The main character. No offence, but let's be realistic." Clara snorted."But I'm not trying to fix anything. I'm simply trying to help." I argued."This isn't a book where you have insane plot armour and can do crazy things you have no experience in. This is real life. You have no combat skills and no investigation skills either. You can't fire a gun, nor can you overpower a man with a fist or dagger." "I'm not that inexperienced. I grew up in foster homes, and don't forget I got us out of the situation with Rico. I can throw a good punch and kick when I need to." I insisted."Don't also forget you spent months in the hospital because of Rico. You're dealing with the mafioso, not some washed-up gang who think they're some big shots because they've sniffed something. The weakest member in the Ten

"What did you say?" I asked as I slowly turned to Beatrice. An unreadable expression was across her face as she glared at me."You heard what I said. Let's see what your snarky mouth will say when he's no longer in the picture. I hope it will be able to protect you because you'll need it." She replied."What are you planning against my father?" I snarled."Who said I'm planning anything?""Don't f*ck with me. You said when he's no longer in the picture. You literally threatened to do something to him." I growled.Why did I not have my phone with me? I was literally swimming in gold."That could mean when he travels. He's quite a busy man and has a lot of activities outside the city.""That's a lie. You don't mean it like that. You're f*cking planning something against Pablo.""You're quite bold and really stupid to be accusing me of trying to hurt my husband." She crossed her arms over her chest, and her lips curled into a large smirk. "And what if I was planning something mor

"What do you mean?" Gabi asked, feigning ignorance, and I gave her a pointed look. "Don't play coy with me. Don't tell me you haven't noticed Michael is madly obsessed with Lorenzo? If I didn't know better, I'd say he had a crush on him and was simply using hatred to cover his feelings." I joked. "Don't let him hear you say that. He'll lose his sh*t on you," she snorted. "Like I'm afraid of that asshole. But seriously, what's his deal with Lorenzo? Did he kill his dog or f*ck his crush? I haven't seen or heard of a good reason why he hates him so much." "It's not what you think. The thing is... well, Lorenzo is perfect." "I know, I'm dating the man, but that's not enough reason for Michael to hate him to hell." I smirked. "I don't mean like that. In the mafia world, Lorenzo's life is the ideal life; he's an icon, a model upcoming dons look to." She said as she lay like a starfish on my bed. "I don't still get it." "Lorenzo became a don in his mid-twenties, far y

"Searching her room? That seems risky." I frowned."It is but I can guarantee you she'll have something in there that can point to her planning to hurt the don." Mrs. Rivera said."But how can I get into her room? What if someone notices me? I don't think there's any explanation I can give that won't be suspicious.""I usually tell you youngsters this: the good thing about being good at your job—""Please not another story." I groaned, and she glared at me. "I'm sorry, but it's just that it has been a long day; I'm tired, and I'm dying to go to bed, so can you skip the long story and get to the important part?""You're lucky I'm a nice old lady, or I would have walked out of here at the disrespect." She clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes. "What I was trying to say is that Mrs. Amadeo only let's one person into her room to clean it; me.""So you can get me inside when she isn't around. That could work." I grinned."It will, but there's a small problem. I don't render my services fo

"She is?" I gasped."Yes. I'm surprised you don't know her. She's really talented and does make-up for popular celebrities." Gabi said, and my jaw dropped.No way did I actually offer to do makeup for a super popular makeup artist. No wonder she was so fast that night, and yet her work was flawless."Just a sec." She pulled out her phone and after a few minutes gave it to me. "These are some of her works.""Sh*t, she is good." I exclaimed as I scrolled through pictures of perfect and creative make-up. She wasn't just good; she was a god."Do you think she'll help me?""I don't know, but there's nothing wrong with trying." Gabi shrugged as I returned her phone."You're right. I'll call her once I'm done eating.""Text me her reply when you do, and also if you need help." She grabbed her bag and left the dining room.I quickly ate my breakfast, and as I went to my room, I got a glimpse of Mrs. Rivera talking to a younger maid. Her gaze met mine, and she pretended she didn't see me. I was