Todos los capítulos de Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness : Capítulo 221 - Capítulo 228

Chapter 18The moment Viola hung up, her tears disappeared. A mischievous smile spread across her lips."Let's see who's the Pakhan's favorite," she mocked.I rolled my eyes.What was she trying to prove? Wasn't everything already obvious?A few minutes later, the door burst open, and my father barged in."What have you done, Italian slave?" he growled.Italian slave?How creative he had become lately."Get out of my face, NOW!" he added. "I'll deal with you later!"Viola ran to him, crying against his shoulder."Oh, Uncle. Thank you for coming. I was so scared."I rolled my eyes and left.I was really getting fed up with them.The party had started.The kitchen maids gathered around the large window, watching the procession of arriving guests."Look!" one of them exclaimed. "That's the Navy Chief.""And that's the Supreme General.""Isn't that the tycoon, Mr. Volkov?"I stood behind them, silently watching the guests arrive, when one of the maids came to stand beside me.She picked u

Chapter 20Marco"So... you mean he has a sexual relationship with her?" I asked, sniffing as I pulled my car over to the side of the road."That man has more secrets than you think, brother," Luca said, playing with his lighter. "Our investigators couldn't find anything about him. The man is extremely careful, and that means he's hiding shady things from his family."My eyes met Luca's through the phone camera."You need to find the evidence as soon as possible. I'm sick of all of them. I need to destroy them fast, take Irina, and get back home.""It's not that easy, brother," Ricardo said. "They have one of the most powerful security systems."The door behind them burst open, and Angelo ran straight to his father while Mila followed behind him, holding little Alessia."Wow!" Angelo exclaimed as he climbed onto his father's lap. "Uncle Marco, are you a ghost now? I heard Daddy say you became a ghost after you died."I laughed.That little boy."Hi, Marco," Mila said with a smile. "Ho

Chapter 22AnastasiaI leaned my head back and closed my eyes.Three consecutive days, and there was still no trace of Irina. I was happy about that. Happy that she had finally gotten the chance to start a new life. But at the same time, I was scared to my bones.What if something bad happened to her? Would I ever forgive myself?When I heard the doorknob turn, I held the book I was reading and pretended to be immersed in it.His heavy footsteps echoed across the wooden floor. I didn't raise my head. He stood right in front of me. I still didn't look up.Then I heard his footsteps fade toward the bathroom.No greetings. No warmth. No natural husband-and-wife conversation.We had been like this for our entire marriage.I used to try to melt the ice around his heart. Frequently, in fact. But lately, especially after seeing how he treated his own sister, I had finally given up on this relationship.Sorry, Nasti. We could not find any trace of Irina.A new message from my father chimed in

Chapter 24Marco"Sir," Dmitri's secretary said. "Mrs. Malakhov is waiting for you."Dmitri walked into the office, and I stayed behind in the smaller room next door.Luckily, it was empty.I stood near the door and watched through the narrow crack as Dmitri spoke briefly with his secretary before walking away. I waited until his footsteps faded down the hallway.This was my chance.I had been waiting for a moment when I could speak to Anastasia without Dmitri breathing down her neck. After what I had overheard earlier, I needed answers.I pushed the door open and stepped inside.Anastasia was sitting on the large sofa, her back straight and her hands resting in her lap. The moment she saw me, she looked me up and down, her eyebrows drawing together."How may I help you, sir?"Her voice was polite.Too polite.I waited until the secretary closed the door behind her. Only then did I turn my attention fully toward Anastasia."I need you to tell me where Irina is."The color drained from