Todos os capítulos de Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness : Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 157

I checked the phone multiple times in just five minutes. Still not seen.I let out a frustrating sigh and tossed the phone aside.I didn’t want to overthink things, and if I stayed like this…I grabbed my phone again, rolled to Mama’s number and called.My only escape. My only safe. My reminder of why I became Serafina, why I chose Levi. Angelo.“Mom!” his voice rang through the phone. “Look what we are baking.”“Hi little body,” I said cheerfully, already missing him even though it's been just three days since I left him in the Hayden mansion.He turned on the video camera and I saw him wearing a chief hat, while Mama and aunt Mirenda standing next to him.“What are you all doing?” I laughed. “We became cookies chiefs here,” aunt Mirenda rolled her eyes, apron wrapped around her waist.“I have a cookie party in the school tomorrow mom,” Angelo exclaimed. “The teacher said it must be home made.”Mama was rolling out the dough on the rolling surface. “We made Vanilla cookies and stra

For a moment, I forgot all the conflict between us. I forgot Levi. Vellary. And everything.His tongue roamed inside my mouth as if he was trying to rip my soul out of me.I locked out the logic that was nagging inside my head, and held his head, pulling him closer to me. This wasn't supposed to happen. But… Every promise I had made to myself disappeared the moment he kissed me.Every cell of my body wanted him.The freezing air hit my cheeks, so I got myself closer to him. But he took a step back, that was when I realized he stopped touching me, and something unreadable shining into his eyes.I started at him. I didn’t care what he saw into my eyes or if my feelings were too obvious. He caressed my cheek, so slow, and so tender.“Do you remember when you wanted to go to the amusement park on your sixteenth birthday and Father refused?” he asked.I nodded, my eyes welled up with tears. “You brought it for me to the mansion.”"I spent two nights building it,” he said. "And I remembe

I was aware that Mr. Malakhov was trying to get rid of the man his daughter was involved with.Because any kind of relationship between a Bratva member and the Italian Mafia was considered betrayal.He wanted to end this by killing the Hayden son before the rumors spread and affected him personally.“Are you threatening me?” I asked, holding his gaze, not wanting to seem hesitant.He smiled.Still the same calm expression on his face.“Lesandra Russetti is your mother, right?” he said. “I heard a lot about her. And the most impressive thing I heard was that she was intelligent.”He leaned closer.“You must have inherited some of her intelligence, right?” A small smile tugged at his lips. “You will make the right decision.”“What ensures that after I tell you the name, you'll let us return to the USA safely?” I asked.“Maybe you have the right not to trust me,” he said. “But… believe me, Mila Russetti, killing one Hayden would seem like an accident. But killing all of you...” He paused