The Mafia's Forbidden Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Chapter ElevenMatteo's POVThe report from the forensic department felt like a movie rolling before my eyes. I couldn't take off my eyes from every single piece of paper. I felt like I was trapped in a nightmare, wishing that someone pull me out of it. How could this happen? I had been so certain that she was still alive, but the report proves otherwise. The clothes belong to Isla, the blood was hers.I pushed the paper aside and picked up the necklace that had been left at the scene of the accident— the one Isla always wore because I had given it to her on her eighteenth birthday. Even when she was all dolled up, she would make sure that necklace never left her neck; it was a symbol of our togetherness, and I had shattered it.I should have listened. She would still be alive by my side if I had. I should have fought for her instead I discarded her indirectly by telling her my hands were tied. How would I live with myself every day knowing Isla’s death was my fault? Everything seeme

"What do you think about about having a wedding by the sea, surrounded by nature— isn't it a good idea?" Mia asked.I took a deep breath trying to calm myself. I didn't see the point of all this. Mia was more than capable of handling this wedding arrangements alone. I didn't understand why I had to follow her to every single place she wanted to go. I felt suffocated in her presence.I haven't gotten over Isla's death; not even in the slightest. Although it was almost a month since her death, I just can't bring myself to bid my farewell to her. Ididn't want to settle down with another woman when my heart still belonged to her. Will I ever fall in love with Mia? I didn't think that was ever possible. She was the one about to become my wife. Mia wasn't a bad person. On the contrary, she was nice. A little too nice, especially for my world. Even though I have caught a glimpse of her sad look whenever is scolded, yet she tries to remain aloof, and still remained by my side. She was probab

Chapter fifteen Mia's POV'Isla Moreno, parents died when she was only at the age of seven, adopted by Alessandro De Luca and Serafina De Luca, sister to Matteo De Luca, princess of the De Luca family, done with her university programme, graduated with top honors, recently celebrated the death anniversary of her birth parents before meeting her untimely death at age twenty-three in a fatal car accident'. I scrunched up my face as I read the last line. How could she be their adopted daughter, yet so little information can be found about her. Not even her College life or where she attended. No dating history, nothing. How could someone like her not have a boyfriend? That was really hard to believe. What was matteo and his father hiding? And why was I so bothered about a girl who was already dead?All these thoughts kept gnawing at the back of my mind. It made me wish I had approached her when I saw her at her parents anniversary. I didn't bother to pay close attention to her. I was m

Chapter SeventeenMatteo's POV"Was the death of Isla Moreno AKA the deluca princess really an accident or an orchestrated murder?" That headline kept glaring at me, mocking me. I was shaking with so much with the amount of anger I had in me. I scrolled through the article. A frown made its way to my face when the reporter's name wasn't written. That was really suspicious. But it didn't matter anyway. Who was I that I couldn't find out if I wanted to? Besides, the news company was boldly written on top. It wouldn't be long before I dug out the bastard who had the balls to write the absurd article. Not only was he tarnishing the De Luca name, but the constant use of the word 'orphan' for Isla was insulting. He or she was making fun of her; something that no one should dare to do. Isla was a precious pearl, and shouldn't be tainted by such a lowlife. I will make sure they pay dearly for ever messing with me. They would never get to work in this city ever again— that was if whoever it

Chapter 19Damien's POV (Flashback)I took a long whiff of the aroma stemming from the nicely cooked steak. I haven't had this much peace of mind in years. After how many decades, I have finally tasted what it feels like again.All my life I have been robbed of victory many times by that bastard, Mateo De Luca. Sometimes, I regret not meeting Isla years ago. I have turned down invitations from the De Luca family a lot of times. I always felt like a loser in the presence of Matteo and Father always makes sure that he made me feel that way. I never knew that Isla, the princess of the De Luca family would be my ace, my queen. It made my heart rejoice everytime I receive reports that Mateo is in pain. He is now constantly snapping at everyone and could barely focus at work. My arch nemesis was on a decline.My heart soared at just the thought of that. Faking Isla's death was the most genius plan I have ever come up with. All I have to keep doing was plant the seeds of hatred in her mind