All Chapters of A Nurse for the Mafia Don : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Silvano's pov FLASHBACK YEARS BACKI sat on the dining table, swinging my legs beneath the chair as I ate my dinner. There was too much pepper in the food, and it was almost tasteless. I hated it, but I didn’t complain.I didn't want to hurt mum's feelings by not eating it and complaining because it was one of the few nights she made dinner.After placing the plate in front of me, she smiled weakly and said, “I will be back, I need to do the laundry.” After that, she disappeared inside.I was patiently waiting for Dad to come home. He promised to play our usual game with me tonight before I go to bed. I looked at the clock. He was running late and he was never late.“Mum,” I called out. “Do you know when Dad is coming back?”She didn’t answer and I sighed, picking at the meatball on my plate, pushing it around until I heard a clashing sound from inside. “Mum, are you alright?” I shouted, asking her but she didn't reply.“Mum,” I called again, this time louder, my small voice echoi

Grace's Pov My heart reached for him.I had never seen him like this. So raw, so shattered, like the weight of his past was just crashing on him.I have never seen him show any vulnerability. I have never seen him shed a tear, but he is lying on my chest, his eyes red and tears falling from his eyes. He looked nothing like the man who took me against my will. He looked nothing like the man who was shot that night, he looked nothing like the man people feared. I reached out to his face and cupped it.He didn’t flinch. He just stared at me.“He knew all along,” he said again, quieter this time. “My dad knew my mother made me do it. He knew she was seeing other men while he was away. He knew everything. And still… he loved her like she was his world. Like she was made of glass.”I didn’t know what to say. No words could rewrite the kind of childhood he went through. I knew he was from a Mafia home and there would be brutality when raising him but I didn't expect his mother to do that t

Grace's pov I walked into the clinic and the clinic was empty. No one was around. My eyes were heavy from lack of sleep because I barely slept last night. I waited all night for Silvano to come back to the room but he didn't. I thought he was going to come back to the room this morning but he didn't. I even waited for a while this morning, hoping to see him before I left for work, but I didn't.I don't know if he was still pissed off with me. I want us to talk about it. I still stand my ground on him seeing a therapist because while I was awake waiting for him all night, what he told me kept playing in my head.I felt his pain like it was mine and I can't imagine what it will be doing to him. He was showing a strong face but I wonder what was going on behind his facade.“You are late,” Caterina said and appeared before me. I blinked, confused about what she said. “What do you say?” I asked. “You are late,” she said, her hands on her waist. “Oh. I am sorry, I needed to…” I was t

Grace's povI tried to lift my body from the bed, but it felt like I was run over by a truck. My body ached, and my headache returned, but this time ten times worse. I couldn't get up from the bed. I managed to turn slightly, then use my hand to search for my phone on the nightstand. I took it and wanted to call Silvano but I remembered what he told me. Instead, I called Valentina. Her line wasn't going through. Then I called Harper. “Hey,” she said as she picked up the second ring. “You didn't come for dinner,” “Can you please come to Silvano's room?” I asked as the headache hit me again, hard this time making it difficult to hold the phone against my ear firmly. “Are you alright?” She asked, her voice sounding concerned. “Please, just come,” I said and ended the call. I dropped the phone on the bed and held my head between my hands. I stayed like that until the door opened and Harper entered the room. “Grace,” she walked towards the bed. “What is wrong? You called me with

Grace's Pov That was surprising. He said Thank you.He didn't just say it to me or any of his close gang, he said it to Elisa. A nurse in his house. Something is not adding up. It is either that it isn't Silvano sitting in front of me right now or there is a spell casted upon him. Because Silvano that I know wouldn't say that. “Nothing is going on. I am just worried about you.” He said. “You told her thank you which is unlike you,” I said. “She took care of you when I wasn't there, she deserved it,” I nodded, looking down at my hand where there was an IV carefully attached to it. “Are you in pain? Do you have a headache? Sore throat? Are you in discomfort?” He asked a series of questions, his voice sounding concerned. “The headache is reducing slowly, and my body still aches a little, but with time, the medication will kick in properly, and I will be fine.”He nodded and l felt his gaze on me for a while before he spoke. “Let's go on a vacation,” I snapped my eyes at him.“Wha