Lahat ng Kabanata ng Nanny For The Mafia Boss : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Alessandro It's morning. I haven't slept a wink and I have not closed my eyes ever since I had that talk with my mother. She was right. Just like she always was. I need to kill Bernard. Mafia or no mafia. It still doesn't change the fact that he double crossed me and plotted with Robyn and a host of other conspirators to bring me down. That was unforgivable and I would make him pay. I will kill him today and do what I should have done a long time ago. Actually, the very moment he dared to rear up his ugly head, I should have killed him then.But not to worry, he'll get what is coming to him soon. And I plan to make good on that threat. Two of their comrades are dead and it won't end with them. I plan to make sure that all of them will end up six feet below before this week runs out. That's how determined I am.I made solid plans throughout the night on how to end these things once and for all. I've had enough and I believe this joke has gone on for way too long. I've been le

Alessandro “Wait!”At my command both Franco and Carlo stepped back to show a very battered up Castleford. His face was almost unrecognizable. Serves him right. They had done a very good number on him.“Are you ready to talk now, Bernard? Are you still willing to die for her and him? Or was it he and her? I can't actually remember my bad. See, it's getting pretty late. We've been at this for a long time. Why don't you give it up and give me the names I seek? Hmm it's not so difficult because you see these men? These two guys here can do this till morning. They actually don't get tired but for you? I'm sure that you're not going to make it to morning. Why not just make your end less painful and speak up. These people you protect would have ratted you out a long time ago to save their own skin. I don't know why you protect them so fiercely.”“I can't say it. They made me swear not to say it. I wasn't even the one who was supposed to be there that day. I wasn't supposed to be the

Third Person POVAlessandro sat still while tied to the seat watching Victoria who still had her head turned to the side and still suffering the after effects of the slap. Nobody knew who fired the gun or where the gunshot came from before Leonard marched over to Alessandro and angrily grabbed him by the collar of his black dress shirt. “What the fuck are you—”“Help me”. “Margaret's been shot!”. Fabiano yelled out while stepping away from where he stood beside Margaret whose baby pink blouse now had a big red blotch in the center of her chest area. Margaret slowly fell to the ground and gasped for breath and she clutched onto her chest experiencing her last moments. “For Christ's sake someone finds out who did that?!”. Leonardo yelled before Sebastian ran out of the room and into another direction to check the cameras. Another shot was heard a minute later as Leonard fell to the ground and his gun slipped from his hand and onto the floor as he clutched his leg in pain and groan

Victoria “Valentino! We're running late!”. I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Coming!”. He said before I turned and gave Susan a look. “Is he always this late?”. Susan asked in her thick French accent. “I'm just finding out for myself.” I said to her with a smile. It's been three months since I left for Paris and I must say that it's been amazing. I've had Valentino who has been nothing but a big help to me ever since I got here. The first week here was hell and I didn't do anything but cry and obsess over going back to New York and Alessandro. It felt like I was losing my mind. I wanted to be with him. I wanted him to feel at least half the way he felt for Amara for me. But that would never happen. Throughout the ride to the hospital that day that she died, I felt a trailer load of emotions. It was almost too much to bear. I felt guilt, hatred, and jealousy. I felt inferior compared to her.She was obviously the woman he loved. Not me. Not his wife. But still I couldn'

Victoria I couldn't believe my ears. What did he just say?“What do you mean?”. I slowly asked him. “I got Simon fired from his job because Sebastian told me that he liked you and that he wasn't really a big fan of mine. I knew the manager and it was just like a small favor which he granted me. He got laid off at my request simply because I was insecure and arrogant. I'm very sorry, Victoria”. He said. No. No. I can't believe this. I felt it before I noticed it. A teardrop rolled down my cheeks from my eyes as I couldn't believe the amount of cruelty that one person could be capable of. “Why? Why would you do something like that? Simon gave everything to that job. He gave his blood, his sweat and his tears for that job and ultimately his life for that job. How is it fair that you do these things to people and you just get away with it”. “I'm sorry, Victoria”. He said again. “Sorry? You're sorry? Someone died, Alessandro! Do you understand that?! For everything you did to me