All Chapters of Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

After dinner, Desmond and Charlotte were sitting together, telling everyone how they met, how they got engaged and what their marriage had been like. “My wife is the most supportive partner I could ever ask for. She forgives me whenever I say that I'm sorry,” he said warmly, and Kara let out a soft aww, clearly enjoying every bit of their story. Jairo listened too, but his eyes kept drifting to Kara. Even while hearing Desmond’s story, the only thing truly sticking with him was how Desmond repeated ‘my wife’ in practically every sentence. There was pride in those words which was so clear, so strong, and it made Jairo wonder what it would feel like to call Kara his wife. How would that sound coming from him? His mind drifted further. Life would have been so much easier if he hadn’t been born into a family weighed down by duty and darkness. Jayden and their mother would still be alive for sure. He could almost picture his mother in the kitchen at times like this, insisting on cooking

The knock on Luci’s door came so suddenly that her heart skipped. She had been pacing for minutes, palms sweaty, mind restless. The moment she heard it, she rushed to the door, almost tripping over her own feet. When she opened it and saw Alejandro standing there, stiff and expressionless, a wave of relief washed through her chest.“Hi, come on in,” she breathed out.“I was told you want to see me,” he said in a controlled, flat tone.She rolled her eyes at him, trying to push back the nervous shakiness inside her. “Gosh, yes, that's why I'm asking you to come in. Stop being so pushy.” She grabbed his sleeve and pulled him in before shutting the door with a soft click. Alejandro’s heart thudded hard against his ribs at the sound of the door closing. Even though the boss wasn’t around, he still felt the invisible eyes of the house watching, ready to report that he had stepped into his niece’s room. It was enough to make his palms sweat.Luci leaned her back against the door, her eyes

Since Jairo only spoke when someone talked to him, Kara dragged him into the kitchen to cook with the couple so they could bond together. Ann helped too, which left Kara and Leo free to go to the river to catch some fish.It was Leo’s idea and Kara liked it immediately. So they headed out together.“Have you tried this before?” Leo asked as they walked.She shook her head, her smile bright. “But I have always loved the idea of it. When I was a kid, I had an accident. The directors at the orphanage took me to the river to watch other kids fish so I would recover faster. They said it would help me get my excitement back.” she narrated, remembering the story she told Jairo about how how she had forgotten people’s names for days.Leo’s steps slowed. “Orphanage?”She nodded without looking at him. Her eyes lit up the moment the river came into view, and Leo understood she didn’t want to go deeper into that topic. He didn’t push it.They reached the riverbank and a softness passed between t

Kara walked into their room with her mind spinning. Vitale was a huge name, so it wasn’t surprising that Ann knew about them… but Ann was American. That thought made Kara even more confused.She sat down on the bed, pulled out her phone, and typed Salvatore Vitale into the search bar.The results showed a man praised for kindness, charity work, and community support. There were articles about how respected he was, and how his company was preparing to run for office. She scrolled through everything, trying to understand until the door suddenly opened.She jumped.Jairo walked in and she instinctively locked her phone. His eyes followed her movement quietly.“Hey,” she breathed, standing up and brushing her hair back.“You good?” he asked, watching her closely. Kara hummed as a reply.“I’m going to get some fruits. Leo said some…”“I don’t like you around him.” he cut her off sharply, reaching out his hand for her to come closer and she obeyed.“Why?” she asked.Jairo leaned in and kiss

The night slowly came to an end, and everyone drifted back to their rooms. Kara went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water, only to find Ann already there, drinking quietly. Ann turned when she heard footsteps. “That was fun.” “Yeah, it was,” Kara said with a small smile as she reached for a glass. Ann watched her with a strange soft look, sighed and was about to leave when Kara stopped her. “What did you mean earlier? The whole ‘if you don’t want to disappear’ thing?” Ann paused in the doorway, her shoulders stiffening. “You’re not even Italian, yet you understand how the Vitale Family…” Kara was cut off when she saw Ann shaking her head as she turned around. “Ignore me, Kara. Genuinely. I’m only trying to look out for you. No hidden agenda. It's left for you to take heed to the advise,” she forced a smile then walked out before Kara could ask more. Kara frowned at her retreating figure. Ann’s warning stuck to her chest like a cold weight. But then, Jairo’s words echoed sot