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

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 throat. “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 instead, he 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

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 knew 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 has already done 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 he

MilaThe room tilted. My lungs shrank. I gasped for air.My body slammed against the couch.A loud slap echoed through the place, and Mama’s voice rang out through the deadly silent room:“I raised a monster! You can’t be human!”Luca just stood there, taking one slap after another from Mama as she continued cursing him.Then she collapsed on the floor, and her sobs became the only sound in the hall.My mind went blank. Nothing made sense. It couldn’t be him.With shaky steps, I walked to where Luca was standing. When I stood before him, he didn’t look at me—he didn’t even raise his head.I held his hands; they were ice-cold, as if he’d been holding onto death itself.“Tell me he was joking, right? Lying?” I asked, my voice bleeding, unable to believe what Ricardo had said.He raised his eyes this time. Our gazes met. His bloodshot eyes answered my question.I hated to believe it.I couldn’t believe it.I let go of his hands and ran toward Marco. I grabbed his hands and said, “Marco, b

MilaMy vision was blurred when I first opened my eyes. Slowly, as it became clearer, I realized I was in my old room at the Hayden mansion, and all the previous incidents flowed back into my mind.“Mila, my dear, you woke up! I was so worried about you,” Mama said in an anxious tone, her eyes shining with tenderness as she held one of my hands between hers.I turned my head to the other side as hot tears ran down my cheeks.She brushed my hair with her fingers and said softly, “The moment I saw you at the steps of this house, with your innocent glare, I realized that God sent you to me. I always dreamed of having daughters, but after I had a hysterectomy, I lost hope. Then you came and reignited the light in my life.”I just stayed silent. The weight of this new discovery pressed down on my spirit. I felt like I was back to square one—to that night that changed my life.“As for me, it was the opposite. I resented you from that very early moment…” Aunt Miranda’s harsh words snapped me