Don Emilio's Redemption のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

I was scared to see the person who had kidnapped me and kept me away for all that time. I was most concerned about my safety because I heard rumors of what happened to women when a war ensued between two gangs.Of course, Emilio had a bigger organization to be called just a gang, but it was all the same. It even meant more bloodshed, and it also meant I would suffer if I were ever captured.Besides, someone had deliberately changed my clothes, and I didn’t know what to make of that. I was shaking and praying that nothing bad would happen to me.Although the room I was in didn’t scream I was taken by someone who wanted to torture me, I still couldn’t be sure. They probably wanted to get answers out of me the nice way, and then they would start trying to take information from me the hard way.I wasn’t sure I could handle it, but I wouldn’t betray Emilio. I would stand by him, no matter what, and I would be loyal until I died.That was the kind of life. I had set myself up for when I dec

After I helped clean up Emilio‘s wounds, he and I relaxed in bed together. My mother had given us some privacy to talk and then we would go down for dinner. Fortunately, his wounds weren’t that serious.He had only been tortured for less than an hour before Mama got me out of the mansion. It wasn't as causal as I made it sound since he had extensive injuries to show for it.“Do you trust her? I don’t think I can forget the many times she didn’t stand up for you.”“I forgave her a long time ago because I think my father could truly threaten her life. Or even threaten to hurt us if she didn’t do what he wanted.”“I trust your judgment more than anything because I believe you know her the best. But don’t let her fool you using parental love. This may be hard to hear, but you know I always like to have difficult conversations even when you don’t want to hear them.”I knew there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t say to me. I was confident that if I ever did something wrong, Emilio would be ther

Milo and I had decided to stay in Greece for the next two months to develop strategies on how we were going to navigate the war with the Russians.In those two months, my mother taught me how to fire different guns properly and chose a weapon that she saw I was more efficient with, and taught me how to fight alongside my husband.I didn’t even know she had tricks like that up her sleeve until she showed them off. She was truly badass. Too bad she held that in for so long, and at least she wasn’t rusty.By the time we got back to Italy, Giulia and Raffa were waiting for us. Raffa was supposed to come to Greece after I discovered that Milo had been kidnapped and I was in danger, but once I realized he was fine, Milo made him cancel the trip so that he would stay and take care of Giulia.Everyone involved in the mafia was in danger from the Russians. I knew by then that my father had to have died, and Alessandro was just waiting for me.He had sent me multiple texts and called me multip

I could hear his Russian accent from a mile away. Was he the one leading the raid against the Italians or was my bias towards Russian men showing.The man was ripped, neat, and his body pale, reminiscent of the climate back in Russia. He had dark hair, blue eyes, and he was tall.He was just as tall as Emilio and he would no doubt tower over me. “Ms. Moretti—”“It’s Mrs. Vitale,” I said as I flashed my ring at him. “I’m married. I would prefer to forget my maiden name.”He chuckled and fixed his already perfect gray suit. You could see some tattoos peeking from his collar but aside from that, he looked like an honest businessman.“Understood.”“I didn’t quite catch your name,” I said sweetly, but I was feeling hostile. I suddenly felt like I had been roped into a business deal without knowing the person I was conducting it with.On a normal occasion, I wouldn’t have a problem with it. But the man looked dangerous, and the way he was looking at me didn’t sit well with me. It was as if

I went home that day with a lot on my mind. Lev was still on my mind, and my safety was too. He could drag me to any part of the world, and I didn’t have the right to say no because I was his lawyer.He could call me anywhere.I waited for Milo to come home that day, and it felt like I was waiting for ages. Even at three in the morning, he still wasn’t home. I ended up falling asleep on the couch with a wine glass in my hand.My shirt was stained since I had poured it all over myself. Emilio hadn’t come home that night. I took out my phone and saw him text me that he thought I was asleep and I shouldn’t wait for me.He had gone for an impromptu trip to Rome to meet someone. I knew he would tell me all about it when he got back, but it felt bad to see that I wouldn’t see him for a long time. I texted him back and told him to come back as soon as possible, so he and I could talk about it.He called immediately.“What’s going on?” He asked me as soon as I answered.“I met a man yesterday