All Chapters of HER ROYAL MAFIA : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

VINCENZO CASTILLOThe door creaked open slowly, the kind of eerie sound that belonged in a haunted house. But what followed was worse: moans and screams, loud and wild, loud music booming, like someone was having the best night of their damn life just beneath me.Since the last heated encounter with Celestino, I hadn’t seen a glimpse of him. Not even Caterina. Her face became scarce.And Isabella? She’d gone mute again. She wouldn't even smile, or even make any eye contact. I tried. God knows I tried to pull even a flinch out of her, but she looked through me like I didn’t exist. But, I couldn't even blame her, it was for her safety.Now here I was again, back to square one, tied up like a prisoner, my wrists biting against the cold metal, back in the same cursed bed.Shoes clicked against the marble floor. Isabella walked in, this time, not with her usual tray of bandages. Or any tenderness in her eyes. Just her, with two men built like tanks stomping in behind her.She didn’t say a w

ALEXANDRO CASTILLOItaly, Milan.“Ah… Andro, baby…” Francesca’s breathless moans spilled into the room like soft music echoing off the walls. The rhythm of our bodies moved in a perfect rhythm, her skin warm against mine as they met, the sound of friction mixing with soft moans, and adding fire to the moment.Francesca had always known how to draw me in. If she had a special gift, it was turning passion into art. She was d*mn good at it. And I? God help me... I loved her more because of it.One hand gripped the edge of the table, steadying herself, while her back arched in a perfect line. Her other behind me, holding me firm, just enough to thrust deeper, a sly grin sneaking across her lips as I slowed, brushing my fingers lightly across that one spot she never resisted. Her gasp told me everything. And when the moment peaked, I gave in, heat rushing through me like a shot of adrenaline, my breath crashing out of me as I collapsed beside her.She stood up gracefully, parading across t

VINCENZO CASTILLOI couldn’t move. My body felt frozen as I locked eyes with Alexandro. He was staring at me too, both of us silent, stuck in the shock of what we'd just heard.Celestino’s words didn’t just cut through me; it felt like something dropped inside of me.That man left us.He let my mother suffer. That woman waited for him, cried for him... and then she died. Alone. Still waiting.And me?I saved that man... A laugh broke through my shock. Everything all felt like a dream.So... I served him like a d*mn slave, followed his every command, bled for his cause, killed for his name.And, now, he was my father?"Is that a lot to take in, son?" Celestino's voice sliced through the silence. He reached for my shoulder like he had the right.Something inside me snapped.I shrugged him off, my jaw tight, fury bubbling under my skin like a ticking bomb."You know why I couldn’t bring myself to hate you after everything, Vincenzo?" His voice came from behind me as he grabbed my shoulde

NEW YORK – SIX HOURS AGOCAMILLA RYDERThe moment I slid into my car, my phone rang. I ignored it at first, then, it rang again. With a frustrated sigh, I picked up, my foot already pressing the gas."What is it?" I snapped before the caller could even breathe a word."I'm sorry to disturb you, but... I think you need to be here.""Kai, not now. I have somewhere important to be, so whatever it is can wait.""It's about Jeoffery."As soon as he mentioned Jeoffery, my foot slammed the brakes, the tires screeched, as my heart went racing."Tell me, now" I demanded.He hesitated just for a second before he responded. "The matrons couldn't calm him down. He keeps asking for his father. What should I do?"I stared at my reflection in the rear-view mirror, biting my lip hard enough to draw blood.I needed to see Vincenzo.But my son… he needed me more. I also can't leave Jeoffery.Shit!Both my hands gripped the steering wheel as I battled within myself."Boss?" Kai’s voice cut through my th

CAMILLA RYDERI just watched. My lungs stiffened as the police dragged me toward the car.Right before they hurled me inside, I caught a glimpse of Liam. Standing beside Jeoffery like some saintly father, parting the boy’s hair and inspecting his bruises like he actually gave a damn. Like he hadn’t ruined everything.I didn’t understand how the hell they were out. What strings they pulled or who they paid, who they threatened to get out of that cell.I thought I’d bury them. That I’d struck the final blow. But just like that, I was back at square one.The driver stepped on the gas and the car rolled off.But yeah... I didn’t expect to win that easily.I didn’t come back all this way, just to take one hit and back down. Hell no. I’ll try again. A hundred times if I have to. A million, maybe. I’m not leaving until I take back what’s mine.I let the fresh breeze blow through my hair as I dissolved into my thoughts.***CAMILLA RYDER“Mrs. Vincent, please answer our questions,” the bearde