All Chapters of Entangled With The Vicenzos: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Chapter 191Rocco’s face twisted in fury. His carefully crafted plan had failed. Every move, every manipulation, ruined. He paced the floor, cursing loudly at his goons.“You idiots! Incompetent! Worthless!” he spat, throwing papers across the room. “I was so sure… so damn sure everything would work out!”His hands shook with rage. His empire, his control, slipping through his fingers like sand. He had underestimated Leone. He had underestimated Anna. And now… everything was falling apart.With a growl, he began packing. Bags, documents, anything he could grab. He had to escape. London was his only option. He knew Leone wouldn’t hesitate. He could already feel Leone’s presence, cold and calculating, hunting him.Once packed, he slammed the trunk of his car shut and jumped in. The engine roared as he sped down the empty roads. The city lights blurred past, but his mind was elsewhere—thinking, plotting, panicking.Then, abruptly, the car stopped.“What the—?” Rocco yelled, slamming his

Chapter 193 Anna sat on the sofa, her hands folded tightly on her lap. Her mind was spinning. She was still trying to process everything Leone had just told her. That he had been in a coma for almost a year. That he had been gone for so long, and all this time, he had been thinking about her, he never abandoned her like she had thought. Her chest felt heavy, a mix of relief, regret, and guilt. She looked at him, eyes wide. “I… I can’t believe it,” she whispered. “All these years… and you were in a coma?” Leone nodded, his gray eyes calm but soft. “Yes, Anna. Almost a year. That’s why I wasn’t there. I couldn’t tell you. I didn’t know what to do.” Anna took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. She wanted to ask so many questions, but one kept coming to her mind, a question that had been lingering for years. She swallowed and asked softly, “That girl… the one I saw you with that night at the Omerta Ball… who was she?” Leone’s lips curved into a small, patient smile. “That w

Chapter 195 Anna held Chiara close, pulling her into a gentle embrace. Chiara’s body shook slightly from all the emotion she had bottled up inside. Anna’s arms were steady and warm around her, and slowly, Chiara began to calm down. “It’s okay, Chiara,” Anna whispered softly. “Everything’s going to be fine in the end. You’ll see. I promise.” Chiara rested her head against Anna’s shoulder, letting the comfort sink in. For the first time in a long while, she felt like someone truly understood her pain. The tears that had fallen earlier now felt lighter, less heavy, and somehow manageable. Anna stroked her hair gently, holding her tight. “You’re not alone,” she said. “I’m right here with you, always. And things will get better. You just have to trust me.” Chiara sniffled and nodded quietly. “Thank you, Anna,” she murmured, her voice soft but full of relief. “I… I really needed to hear that.” After spending a little more time together, Anna finally pulled away and smiled gently. “

Chapter 197 Anna sat on the edge of the sofa, her eyes fixed on the floor. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow from the lamp casting long shadows across the living room. Her hands rested on her knees, but her mind was far from calm. The news Alicia had shared with her still lingered in her mind, she was drowning in worry. Her heart twisted painfully in her chest. She couldn’t sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw flashes of the warehouse, the goons, and Lysander taking matters into his own hands. A vivid imagination of him shooting the goon five times and stepping on the dagger still haunted her, even though she knew it had been necessary. Her chest tightened thinking about how her children, innocent and young, had been forced to face violence. This wasn’t the life she had imagined for them. She hadn’t wanted her children to be involved in the mafia world in any way. She had worked hard to shield them, to give them normal childhoods despite the dangers that hovered aro

Chapter 199 Lysander’s eyes flew wide instantly, not believing what he was hearing — a boarding school?A lump rose to his throat which he gulped down. “Mother…” he called her, and when he looked up to stare at her, he noticed how red her eyes were, like she was going to start crying. The sight shattered him.He didn’t want to go, he didn’t want to be away from her, he didn’t want to be away from his sister and the family he had come to know, yet the sight of his mother at the verge of tears broke him to no end.“It’s okay, I’ll do as you say, Mother, so please don’t be sad.” His words were low and calm, not wanting to upset her any further.“Lysander,” she voiced out, taking a deep breath in to control her tears from falling. She had expected him to throw tantrums like any kid his age would do, but instead he was okay with this? No, he looked sad but wanted to do this so she would be happy. He was six, for crying out loud.She took a deep breath in, “It’s okay,” Anna nodded. “You ca