All Chapters of A Nurse for the Mafia Don : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Grace's Pov “We are sorry it took a long time to tell you about it. I was the one who stopped Luca from telling you. I was afraid of what you were going to say.I couldn't even tell you when I was pregnant, and I feel ashamed of myself, but Luca wants this. He wants to be in his child's life and he wants to tell you more than anything.” She said, taking over from Luca. Silvano was quiet as he looked at both of them without any show of expression on his face. I held my breath, afraid of what might happen next. He was too calm for someone who had just been told he was an uncle, and it felt like the calm before the storm. “We are sorry we defied your rules about relationships but I want to be a part of my child's life. He is my son. He looks so much like me and I don't want to lose him. You can give me any punishment you think is fit, but please don't punish Valentina, and don't take my son away from me. Please.”I don't even think I was supposed to be in this gathering. I looked at

Silvano's Pov The second Luca said Russians, my blood turned cold.I didn't even need to ask which warehouses. I already knew. I knew the warehouses which were the target. They were my biggest warehouse in Italy. Grace stood up behind me, her hand brushing my arm. “I am coming with you?” she asked, concern deep in her voice.“No.” I didn’t even hesitate to answer her. “Stay here. I need to handle this.”Her brows furrowed, “No. I insist. I want to be with you,” she said, and didn't leave room for me to say anything again. That alone told me how serious she knew this was.“Valentina take Dominic somewhere safe for now. I don’t care where, just off the grid for now. He should be back with the couple tomorrow. He is safe there and I need you back at the main house by tomorrow. No one outside this room knows about him, and I want to keep it that way.”Valentina nodded and went to get Dominic. Grave followed me and Luca back to the car. “Any word on casualties?” I asked once we were ins

Grace's povThe night felt heavy, like the air itself was weighed down by secrets and silent threats. The house was quiet, but I could sense the storm brewing inside Silvano’s mind long before he walked through the door. His footsteps were slower than usual, less confident, and the fire that usually blazed in his eyes seemed dimmed by exhaustion.He didn’t say anything the moment he came in. Instead, he headed straight to the couch and dropped himself down with a weight that made the cushions sink beneath him. I sat nearby, pretending to scroll through my phone, but my heart was pounding. I knew the look on his face, the one that comes before the floodgates open, one he tries so hard to hide but can never quite mask.I reached out, tentatively brushing my fingers through his dark hair. The softness beneath my hand felt like an anchor in the chaos swirling around us.Silvano closed his eyes and rested his head against my lap, seeking comfort in the quiet warmth I offered. I felt a sh

Silvano's Pov She smiled down at me, her eyes filled with warmth, no judgment, no fear, just belief in me. I reached up, catching her hand in mine, pressing a kiss to her palm. “You ground me, Grace,” I murmured. “You make all this feel worth fighting for.” She leaned down, resting her forehead against mine. “Then keep fighting. But don’t lose yourself in the war.” I closed my eyes, letting her words sink into the cracks I tried so hard to hide. The cracks that only she saw and never judged. “I won’t,” I whispered. “Not while I have you.” She didn’t answer. She didn’t need to. Her arms tightened around me, and for the first time in a long time, I let myself feel safe. Tomorrow will come. With blood, fire, and retribution. But tonight… Tonight I chose her. Tonight I chose peace.The sun hadn’t yet risen, but I was already wide awake.I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Grace as she slept peacefully, soft, untouched by the darkness I carried. Her hair was sprawled

Silvano's Pov The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. I sat at the edge of the bed, the events of the previous day replaying in my mind, the betrayal, the confrontation, the justice served. Yet, amidst the chaos, Grace's unwavering support lingered in my thoughts, a beacon of solace.I dressed swiftly, the weight of responsibility pressing heavily on my shoulders. The family needed reassurance, a reminder that strength and unity would guide us through the storm.Descending to the study, I found Luca already waiting, his expression solemn."Any updates?" I asked.He nodded. "The men are unsettled, but they trust your leadership. They needed to see that betrayal has consequences."I sighed, the burden of leadership never light. "We must ensure this doesn't happen again. Strengthen our security protocols. No one acts without oversight."Luca acknowledged with a curt nod. "Understood."Later, as I walked through the estate, I observed the men.