All Chapters of Babysitting the Mafia Princess: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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31. She is Home

The dining room smelled like coffee and buttered toast.Sky stopped short in the doorway because her mom was there.Riley Foster sat at the long table like she had never left, legs crossed, silk robe thrown over a tank top, sunglasses perched on her head despite the fact that they were very much indoors. A mug rested in one hand, the other scrolling lazily through her phone. She looked relaxed. Tanned. Annoyingly refreshed.Sky stared.Riley looked up. Her mouth curved into a smile that was all warmth and mischief. “Well,” she said, setting the phone down. “There’s my favorite almost-adult.”Sky brightened. “You are home!”Riley laughed. “Good morning to you too, sweetheart.”Lambert betrayed her immediately, bounding forward and skidding on the polished floor before slamming into Riley’s legs. Riley gasped dramatically.“Lambert! You traitor,” Sky muttered.“Oh no,” Riley crooned, leaning down to bury her fingers in his fur. “I missed you too, you giant loaf.”Sky hovered awkwardly,

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32. Normal Day

Charlie saw Sky leave with her mother and felt that strange, tightening awareness that had been plaguing him since last night. Like the air shifted when she was nearby.She looked… lighter. Less guarded than she had in the hallway. Like the night hadn’t wrapped itself around her ribs the way it had around his.And then she looked up.Right at him.Their eyes locked. Just for a moment, but long enough for Charlie’s pulse to trip over itself. His face grew warm, and he quickly averted his gaze, pretending to be deeply invested in whatever River Foster was saying.Charlie forced himself to nod at something River was saying, even though he had not absorbed a single word of it.“…security rotation will be adjusted by noon,” River finished.“Yes, sir,” Charlie replied automatically.He kept his gaze forward. Neutral. Professional. The way he had trained himself to be since he was barely old enough to shave. If he looked again, he knew he would give something away. A pause too long. A look t

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33. Cards Never Lie

Sky looked at the colorful tents stretched along the pier like a patchwork quilt. Strings of lights hung between poles, glittering in the late-morning sun. Music drifted from somewhere near the water. A guy with a guitar.“Okay,” Riley announced, adjusting her sunglasses dramatically. “Rule number one of mommy-and-daughter days: we start with food.”Sky smiled automatically. “Obviously.”They walked toward the first row of stalls, where the air smelled like fried dough, caramelized sugar, and something spicy and delicious she couldn’t identify.Riley stopped at a stand selling stuffed waffles. “Oh my God,” she whispered reverently. “Look at that.”Sky laughed. “It’s just a waffle.”“It has strawberries, whipped cream, and chocolate drizzle,” Riley argued. “That is not ‘just’ a waffle. That is a lifestyle choice.”Five minutes later, they were walking again, Sky holding a waffle cone monstrosity and Riley sipping an iced coffee the size of her head.“This is already working,” Riley sai

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34. Be Careful

Charlie had been feeling restless since Sky left with her mother. He was not used to this. Not being by her side at all times, that is.And River ordered him to take a day off.Damn it.He didn’t want to take a day off. He didn’t need it.He sat on the edge of his bed in the small room he used on the Foster estate, elbows braced on his knees, phone loose in his hands, staring at absolutely nothing.A day off meant thinking. Thinking meant…thinking about her. Which was exactly what he was trying not to do.“This is stupid,” he muttered.He stood up, paced three steps, turned around, paced back.He checked his phone.No new messages.Of course not. Why would there be?Sky was out with her mom. She was probably laughing. Probably eating something covered in sprinkles. Probably not thinking about him at all.Good.So why did it feel like he had been benched in the middle of a game he did not know how to stop playing? He flopped back onto his bed and stared at the ceiling.River’s voice ec

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35. Prom Night

It was Prom Night.Sky stood in the middle of her bedroom, wearing a pale blue dress that had taken three fittings and one minor emotional breakdown to get right, while her mother hovered behind her with a curling iron like she was preparing for battle.“Hold still,” Riley warned.“I am holding still,” Sky protested.“You move too much,” Riley complained.“No, I don’t!” Sky protested.Riley laughed and finally stepped back. “Okay. Done.”Sky turned toward the mirror and, for a second, she didn’t recognize herself.Her hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders. Her makeup was light but careful. Her dress fit perfectly, flowing just enough to make her feel elegant instead of trapped. She looked…grown. Older than she felt.“Wow,” Riley murmured. “Who is she?”Sky swallowed. “That’s…me?”“Yes,” her mom said proudly. “And she is stunning.”Sky smiled, nerves fluttering in her stomach.Prom.She had been pretending for weeks that she didn’t care. That it was just another dance. That it was

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36. We are Not Winning

When they stopped to pick up Maria, she came out smiling, her dress pink and delicate, her excitement obvious. She hugged Sky briefly, waved to Caleb, then turned to Charlie.“Hey,” she said.“Hey,” he replied.At the venue, everything became noise and light and motion. The Hotel Ballroom was transformed with twinkling lights and glittering decorations. Music pulsed through the floor. Friends shouted greetings. Phones flashed constantly.Sky let herself be pulled into it.The line for photos wrapped halfway around the ballroom, a backdrop of silver streamers and the school crest glowing beneath soft lights. Sky barely registered the chatter around her as she stepped into place with Caleb.“Okay,” the photographer said cheerfully. “Closer together.”Caleb smiled and slid an arm around her waist, careful but confident. Sky angled herself toward him, lifting her chin the way she had practiced in the mirror. She smiled on instinct. The kind of smile that looked right even if it did not qu

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37. Prom Queen

The DJ continued, drawing it out in a way that felt intentionally cruel. Students gathered closer to the stage, phones already raised. A few teachers hovered nearby, smiling like proud chaperones who had survived another year.Sky shifted her weight, suddenly aware of her dress again, of the way the room seemed to tilt inward. “We didn’t even campaign,” she muttered.“I smiled at people,” Caleb said. “That’s basically politics.”She laughed, then stilled as the DJ cleared his throat.“Alright. Prom Queen first.”The crowd quieted, a buzz of anticipation crackling through the room.Sky folded her arms loosely, already rehearsing the polite-clap face in her head.“And your Prom Queen is…” The DJ glanced down at the card. “Sky Foster!”For half a second, nothing happened.Sky stared at the stage, certain she had misheard.Caleb’s jaw dropped. “No way.”The room erupted.Cheers. Whistles. Someone screamed her name. Mia shrieked somewhere near the front. A dozen phones swung in her directi

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38. We are Leaving

The man stepped closer, close enough that Sky could smell the sharp tang of oil and metal on his clothes.“Hands behind your back,” he ordered.Sky obeyed slowly, every movement deliberate. Her fingers trembled as the plastic zip tie was cinched tight around her wrists. It bit into her skin, unforgiving. She kept her face calm, just like her father had taught her. Panic got people killed. Control bought time.Around them, the ballroom was silent except for muffled sobs and ragged breathing. Caleb was still on the floor near the dance space, his face pale, his eyes fixed on her. She met his gaze for half a second and gave the smallest shake of her head. Stay down. Stay alive.The gunman turned her roughly, pushing her toward the doors. “Move.”Sky stumbled, caught herself, then walked. The crown slipped fully from her head and hit the floor with a hollow clatter. No one moved to pick it up and she did not look back.The men fanned out as they moved, rifles raised, clearing a path. One

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39. Safe House

Charlie didn’t even hear the noise anymore.The crackling radios. Boots hitting the ground. People yelling orders back and forth. It all just faded away when Sky’s eyes opened and found his.She was alive.Thank god she was alive.“Sky. Sky, look at me,” he had said, making sure his voice didn’t shake.She did, but she looked dazed and pale. But at least she was safe now, in his arms.“I’m okay,” she whispered.The pressure in his chest cracked open. He exhaled like he had been holding his breath since the first gun came out. His forehead dropped to hers for half a second. Just enough to remind himself she was solid. Real.“Don’t move,” he said, forcing his voice steady. “They’re securing everything.”That part was automatic. Training. Muscle memory. But his heart was still pounding like he had just sprinted miles.She lay there wrapped in an emergency blanket while medics moved around them. Charlie stayed close, kneeling at her side, his body angled instinctively between her and the

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40. An Accident

Sky stared at the structure in front of them and tried very hard to believe this was a joke.“What the hell?” she exclaimed.It wasn’t even a house. It was a squat, crooked thing crouched at the edge of a pine forest, half-swallowed by shadow. The roof sagged in the middle like it had given up years ago. One shutter hung loose, tapping faintly in the wind. The wood was weathered gray, splintered in places, as if the building had been abandoned on purpose and then forgotten.If someone told her it was condemned, she would have believed them instantly.This was the safe house?“This,” she said slowly, turning her head toward Charlie, “is a shack.”He didn’t look offended. He didn’t even look surprised. He just scanned the tree line again, calm and methodical, like he was standing in front of a five-star hotel instead of something that looked one bad storm away from collapsing.“It’s supposed to look like that,” he said.Sky crossed her arms. Her shoulder still ached, a dull reminder of

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