Semua Bab Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness : Bab 61 - Bab 70

“Luca, you betrayed her trust,” Adams chuckled. “Do you still think you have the right to protect her?”Neither Luca nor Marco noticed me coming, too immersed in their negotiation. But the moment Ricardo’s lips formed my name, whispered as if I were a ghost—“Mila.”—warning them, they turned and stared at me. Each of them wore a different expression.My cold mask cracked. Was what I heard true? Luca… betrayed me?My throat went dry as I forced a sad smile. “Is this why you were avoiding me all this time?”“Mila, listen!” Marco stepped toward me.“Stop!” I snapped, raising my hand. My eyes stayed fixed on Luca. “This is between me and him. Please, Marco.”Luca rubbed his face with both hands, exhaling deeply before muttering in frustration, “I didn’t betray you, I promise. It’s not what you think, Kitten.”“Then explain! Why are you avoiding me?”“I’m not. I just needed some time,” he said. But I didn’t believe him.“Are you two dating?” Adams asked, his voice filled with confusion.Luc

The cold breeze played with my hair as I filled my lungs with the salty air of the sea, standing on the deck of a luxurious yacht."I still can’t believe you’ve never been to the sea before,” Adams said, handing me a cocktail, his thoughtful gaze lingering on me.“Thank you,” I murmured, accepting the drink with a smile.“You look stunning. Yellow is amazing on you,” he complimented, his eyes hovering over my body.I didn’t reply. I just sipped my drink, enjoying the moment, trying to ignore the line of my bodyguards’ boats trailing behind the yacht.“How could you love a man like him?”I knew exactly who he meant.“Everyone knows that Il Don doesn’t have a heart,” Adams added, his voice tinged with pity.I forced a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “You said we could dive into the sea. When will we do that?”As if he hadn’t heard me, he stepped forward and gently caressed my cheek. “I wish I could say I’m better than him, but I can’t. Still, I can offer you my friendship.”I stared at

Blood splattered on the wall behind Adams and he fell to the ground, clutching his leg as a harsh scream escaped his lips. “Screw you!” he growled.“This is to remind you of the line I drew for you—don’t cross it,” Luca declared, then left.Adams’s bodyguards were just outside the main gate; one call from him and a war would begin.But Adams stumbled to his feet, leaning on the wall for support, and started toward the exit. Just in front of the door he looked back at me and said, “I’ll have my secretary reschedule the meeting and notify your secretary to confirm a follow-up to discuss the deal.” Then he disappeared through the mansion’s main door.I hugged Angelo and headed upstairs as the maids began cleaning up.The following days were kind of quiet. Luca sank back into his silence. No phone calls. No sudden appearances at my door in the middle of the night like before. Nothing. Just silence.In contrast, Adams showered me with gifts—flowers, boxes, luxurious breakfasts and lunches

All who gathered here were businessmen, businesswomen, agencies, affairs, and also the media. The media and reporters were flashing their cameras everywhere, waiting for an exciting incident to happen.Even at occasions like this, deals like weapons and drugs were common under the table—and sometimes even in public—and no one could talk.“These photographers took the better of me. I don’t like being surrounded like this,” Nadia complained.I chuckled, and she rolled her eyes. It was the first time I had heard her complain about something.My laughter vanished as I froze when I espied a familiar face from afar.I stammered in a whisper of disbelief, “Liana!”“What?” Nadia asked in confusion.I didn’t reply. I moved toward where the girl was standing, but I couldn’t spot her. She vanished as if she were a ghost.But I was sure I saw her. I could never forget the face of the girl who set me up.“Excuse me,” I said to the man who was still standing where she was. “Where’s Liana?”He stare

My biological parents weren’t just Mafias. The woman who brought me to life was a real demon. And the worst part was that my father killed my mother before he committed suicide.What a family I could be proud of.Aunt Miranda’s and my Papa’s words played in the back of my head as I locked eyes with Adams and said, “What do you mean? They know who that man was?”Adams scanned my face with pitiful eyes. I shook my head in refusal. “This can’t be true. You’re lying.”I tried to pull my hands away from the guards, but they held me tighter.Liana stepped closer to Adams, slid her hand into his arm, and rested her head on his shoulder as she smirked. “Darling! Isn’t she funny?”“Why did you do this to me? I didn’t even remember my parents. How could you do all this—act like this?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.“He already did you a favor, you stupid girl. A daughter of a demon like you should burn alive, but he had mercy on you by not letting you drown.”“Oh…” She covered her mo