บททั้งหมดของ Daughter of the Mafia: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

*Rosie Fay-Donovan*As soon as I got home that night, the serious and quiet atmosphere instantly put me on edge. I could hear distant chattering coming from Archie’s office downstairs, and for some reason, I could tell they were discussing something important.Not that they weren’t always dealing with important stuff, but it wasn’t unusual to find them laughing too. I had a hint that this might have to do with Archie's meeting with the FBI executive. He told me he was going to meet her and negotiate the terms of their deal tonight, so I was almost certain that’s what was going on.Dropping my purse on the couch, I headed to the stairs, my curiosity getting the best of me. Truth be told, I had been contemplating the idea of being more involved in the family’s affairs ever since the invasion of the manor. Or perhaps even before that. In reality, I always wanted to be involved somehow, but since my father—and Archie after that—forbade me, I just got used to the idea of being cast out a

*Archie Donovan*My argument with Rosie was the stupidest thing I ever allowed to happen within our marriage.And that was saying something.Rosie was constantly pushing and annoying me, but as soon as I indulged her yesterday, I knew I had made the wrong decision.Things escalated so quickly that I was a bit lost for a moment. I shouldn’t have argued with her. We shouldn’t have talked about things that were sensitive and hurtful to both of us.Worst of all, I shouldn’t have let her think I was worried about her stealing my position. I never meant for it to sound that way. I was just trying to keep my leadership, knowing this was important to keep the gears turning within our gang.Honestly, it was ridiculous and unnecessary. But it somehow made me angry beyond control—at her, at myself, at our situation. It felt like we could never catch a break from trouble. There was always something in the way of our happiness.Rosie was a tough head. I knew that much when I married her. And I kne

*Rosie Fay-Donovan*I stretched my arms, feeling the rays of sunshine invading the windows and hitting my face, gently warming my skin. It had been a few cold days lately, so it felt good to relish the shy appearance of the sun in the early hours of the day for a bit. After last night, I was feeling particularly renewed and anxious to have a productive day. I was also very excited about Christmas, which was so close already. I had yet to start organizing our dinner and sending out the invitations beforehand so the guests could organize their schedules as well.With everything happening lately, I wasn’t having much time to focus on that, but that would be the first thing on my to-do list today.“Morning.” Archie’s sleepy and hoarse voice hit me, enveloping me like a warm embrace. I opened my eyes and turned to my side to find his beautiful face staring at me, his hair completely disheveled and his bright green eyes studying me.The corner of his lips curled up slightly as his arm ho

*Rosie Fay-Donovan*“Ah, you must be the famous Mrs. Fay-Donovan.” The woman got to her feet, flashing a bright smile in my direction as she offered me her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Naomi Byrne.”I shook her hand while my brain tried to make a connection with the name and the woman standing in front of me. I had never seen her before in my life. And to be honest, I wasn’t very happy to find a beautiful woman inside my apartment, alone with my husband. Call it pettiness or low self-esteem. Whatever. Naomi exuded this air of confidence that kind of made me feel self-aware. I didn’t want to feel intimidated by her, but I did.I tossed Archie a side glance, my brows raising with intrigue as I waited for someone to explain what the hell was going on.Who was she? What was she doing here? And why wasn’t I aware of her existence until now? What was Archie dealing with and why did she have to be so pretty?I cursed myself inwardly, hating the fact that I was so easily affected

*Rosie Fay-Donovan*The upcoming days were smooth as I prepared for the Christmas party that was just around the corner. I was a bit hesitant about throwing it in our penthouse, fearing it wouldn’t be as cozy and comfortable as it used to be in our old mansion, but I didn’t want to rent a venue for it.It wouldn’t feel like Christmas if we weren’t somehow at home. Because of that, I had to make some arrangements, and with Johnnie and Ruby’s help, I managed to clear some space on the rooftop, so now we would be able to accommodate everyone.However, before the holidays arrived, something was pending that was making me somewhat nervous. The whole issue with the Irish was constantly at the back of my mind, even though there wasn’t much going on.Archie talked to Sami before he left for his vacation, and they decided it was better to wait to make the next move. After the casino's failed attempt to be robbed, the Irish remained silent, so they could have given up on coming for us.Which I