All Chapters of Mafia Ruthless 2: Luciano's Forbidden Desire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 80••~••°••~••Luciano••~••~••~••Red. That's all I'm seeing right now. Noticing the way Elizabeth reacted when she saw her mother, I knew something was up. My instincts are my safest bet in surviving situations I can't afford to get into. They're never wrong, which is why I don't disregard them even when it seems like it's pointing to all the wrong things.The wrong things which includes suspecting that she might just be terrified of her mother. Due to the unsettling feeling I had within me seeing them together, I just knew I couldn't let them both leave unwatched, which is why I had Samuele follow them just to take note of their location, and when it seemed like they were taking longer than normal to have their conversation, I just had to step in.Because my fucking instincts are never wrong.I would have been prepared… prepared for anything but not a woman hitting her child like she's some piece of trash. I could hardly contain the seething rage brewing inside me when I w

Chapter 82 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• It seems like whoever this is, is playing a game with me. They're letting me know how close they are, and how fucking slow I am at discovering what the fuck is going on. Is like they're playing their cards right, and I'm the one on the losing end. My mind gets drawn back to the present, back to the woman before me. She's still crying, her shoulders shaking as if something inside her has been broken. If she's crying this much about the child, then this Leah must mean something to her. What I don't understand is why I feel this way seeing her cry? I have seen men beg for their lives while shedding tears like they are five, and that didn't do shit to my conscience. But watching her cry— That does something violent to my chest that I still can't explain thoroughly. “Stop crying, Elizabeth,” I say quietly, crossing the room, because in between her crying and my confused state, a distance had been created between us. She flinches when I

Chapter 84••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••I knew something was wrong the moment we stepped inside the building. The men we saw earlier were no where to be seen. Not even a slight glimpse. The place just looks… deserted.I know they are with us, somewhere in hiding, just not sure what sort of game they think they are playing.My head turns back, checking for any signs of the woman I shouldn't have brought here. My body relaxes when I see her still sitting in the car, probably nervous on how to operate a gun.Good.Because that it is the only way she would learn how to keep herself safe without muttering words that won't change the situation. Assuring myself that she's safe, I return my mind back to the present, still trying to fucking ascertain what is going on. This place is huge enough to hide whoever they want to. News had it that the building had once been designed as a private medical complex—which is six floors of unfinished corridors, surgical wings never equipped, and wards le

Chapter 86••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••The second man pulls the child roughly under his arms. She kicks weakly, but it isn't enough to dismantle him. I'm fucking sick of this men thinking they can harm children and get away with it.I slip one of my guns into Elizabeth’s hands, pushing her gently towards a corner. She's not supposed to be here, yet here she is. I can't handle her alone right now, so she might as well join in on the firing. She's still staring at the gun like it's the most unbelievable item she has ever seen. When I turn my back to her, I lunge, too speedily. The second man shoves the child behind him and raises his weapon. I grab the barrel before he could aim properly.I have no fucking idea how but the gun discharges. The shot blows past my shoulder, close enough for heat to kiss my skin. I drive my forehead into his mask—bone meets bone.Elizabeth releases a startled gasp behind me when that happens. The man staggers, trying to find his balance.I don't give hi

Chapter 88*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*“Thank you,” I utter, my voice barely audible as I take the tea cup from Ms. Gladys, Luciano's housekeeper who I'm just meeting for the very first time. Turns out she was on leave during the periods I had been here. She's old, looks like she is in her early sixties, gives me a smile that I'm so comfortable seeing and doesn't look like she's mad her boss brought an unknown lady home. If anything, she has been so kind, available, and honestly, it's a bit strange to me.“Do you want anything else, Miss?” She asks, with that gentle smile still plastered on her face, inherently softening her features.I shake my head, gripping the tea cup like my life depends on it. I really need the burn from it, anything to help remind me I'm not in the dream and this is all real.“Alright then. My room is the first one down the hallway,” she describes while pointing in directions, “If you need anything… anything at all. One knock would do.”I nod this time arou