All Chapters of The Mafia's Queen: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Dominic was everything I ever needed, something I didn't even know I needed. He was my stability but he was also someone who brought the fire out of me.I loved him with my whole heart, and the thought of ever losing him was something I never had in my life I wanted to experience.With these thoughts, my arms curled around his neck. I hugged him with all my might as if he were going to be taken from me—I held on as if I were shielding him from whatever harm."What's wrong?" He asked emotionlessly through with a tinge of concern. My eyes were screwed closed as I continued to hold onto him, and he sighed.Long arms wrapped whole around my body, pulling me up and into his lap."Jess?" He whispered, his hand starting to rub circles against my back—something that always calmed me no matter what."You wouldn't ever leave me, right?" I mumbled in his neck, tightening my hold while his own hold, tensed.He went still and then he firmly pulled me away. Gripping my chin, he stared directly at t

Third Person ＰＯＶ Nathan paced back and forth, black locks rugged from the ruthless tugs he made to it. Layla sat in the chair, her eyes red and cheeks blotchy from the crying. "There are two fucking teams working on her location, how fucking hard is it!?" He cursed into the phone, endless anger pouring through his veins. The man on the other line shook with fear, rushing his colleagues to find the missing girl. "We're trying sir, they keep moving her around New York. Her current location is still unidentifiable." Groaning, Nathan hung up—mentally over the bullshit they were spewing at him. His daughter was missing, and he wasn't wasting any time. "Anything?" Layla asked, looking up at Nathan with hopeful eyes. Emotionlessly, he stared down at her and shook his head. Lifting a single arm, she immediately wrapped her arms around his waist. "Fuck, I'm scared Nathan," She cried into his chest, his hand rubbing up and down her back soothingly. "I know, love." He brought his hand to h

Jessica’s POV Fuck this shit hurt.I looked down at my bleeding thigh, the bullet deep inside the flesh—almost making me gag.Normally I wasn't someone who got grossed out by this stuff, I mean I did this for a living. Though, seeing myself engrossed with this type of shit was enough to make me throw up the non-existent food in my system.Fuck, what I would give for a cheeseburger and fries.I should've asked Dominic to grab me a meal before coming to get me. Maybe he would, knowing me he was smart like that.Smiling, I think about him. The love of my life, soulmate, whatever you wanna call it—he was that.It was all I thought about for the time being. Being drugged after drugged, it was exhausting thinking of food and thinking of the physical pain I currently consumed.So, I thought of the only thing that didn't cause me pain.Him.Right now, I craved a hug. Tears formed in my eyes as I thought about his hugs. So warm and comforting, securing and addictive."He's not coming to save

Third Person POVIt was a tragedy.Two people in love, their love so bound to a point where death has occurred at the very tips of their feet.Love is strong, powerful. Possibly one of the strongest emotions in this lifetime. Humans in love would do anything for their significant other.Things some shall never name.In this story, it was a villain save the villain. Both had done bad deeds, both were in love, both had fallen so deep into it—their nature wasn't the same because two cold hearts seemed to make one whole warm heart.He came to rescue her from death. Although, they both had ended up at the mere edge of it.The boy sat at the edge of her hospital bed, staring lifelessly at the heart monitor. Her inhales were heavy and deep, unreal.Her breathing was practically being held by the life support machine, the lungs were bruised from the lack of oxygen lately.A coma, she was in. No time could tell when she would waken—it had already been a week.Dominic wished it was him there in

Jessica’s POV My twin hugged me tightly, his tears falling down my neck as he repeatedly whispered how much he loved me.This was the most emotional I have ever seen Warren. Yes, he was the happiest male I knew. But he never cried. Like ever. Even when we watched Avengers Endgame together, not one single tear was shed."It has been a painful two weeks." He mumbled, moving his head away from my neck and staring down at me. I snorted, rolling my eyes as I wiped the single tear left on his cheek."I'm here now, little brother." He scowled at the name and took a step back. As he did, Dominic took this as his chance to hand me the happy meal that I asked for.Giddily, my eyes zeroed in on the delicious smell that landed right in my lap. As Mum sat next to me on the bed, rubbing small circles on my unharmed thigh—Dominic started unwrapping the fries and the burger for me."You're going to have to break it to your dad soon," She said, looking between both Dominic and me."Are you more worri