All Chapters of Desired by the Mafia Kings: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

L A N AWe are just about to leave for the dining room when Dante suddenly pauses beside me, his attention shifting past me toward Daniella, and I follow his line of sight, noticing that she has slowed her steps and is now moving in the opposite direction. I stop walking as well, unsure if I should keep following Dante or stay where I am, my eyes moving between the two of them as I wait for one of them to say something first.“You won’t be joining us, Daniella?” Dante asks, his voice calm but carrying enough authority to make her stop mid step, and she turns back to face us, her posture relaxed but her expression giving away that she has more on her mind than she is letting on, and I watch closely, realising that even small interactions like this seem to carry more meaning in this house, as if every word and every pause holds its own purpose.“I think I’ll pass for now,” she answers, crossing her arms lightly as she shifts her stance, her gaze briefly moving toward the front of the ho

L A N AWe make our way into the dining room, and the first thing I notice is how much food has been laid out across the table, more than enough for a full gathering even though it is just the two of us, plates arranged neatly with pastries, fruit, warm dishes, and drinks already prepared as if this had all been planned long before I even agreed to sit down, and I pause near the chair for a second, unsure of where to start or even how to act in a setting that feels far too refined for someone who, just hours ago, was on the floor of her apartment crying over her life falling apart.Dante steps ahead of me without saying anything at first, his movements smooth as he reaches for the chair near the head of the table and pulls it back for me, waiting until I actually sit before he gently pushes it in, the gesture catching me off guard immediately. I quietly thank him while lowering myself into the seat, my hands resting awkwardly in my lap for a moment as I glance up at him, unable to ign

L A N AI take my time walking through the halls, my eyes moving across everything around me, the high ceilings, the clean floors, the way everything is arranged. I still find it hard to believe that I managed to find myself in a place like this. It still feels far from the life I was living just days ago, and I find myself wondering how I ended up here, how I went from planning a future with Tyler to walking through a mansion owned by a man who leads a life I barely understand.My thoughts drift back to the engagement party without warning, the memory coming in pieces as I walk, the faces, the laughter, the way everything felt normal until it did not, and I can still picture the moment everything shifted, the whispers, the looks, the way people I had known for years turned on me without hesitation, choosing his version of the story without even asking for mine, and I wonder now if any of them have even thought about me since then, if anyone questioned what really happened or if they

L A N A“Bonnie.” I then hear a familiar voice call out through the low hum of conversation, making me turn to find Daniella walking toward us with purpose, her eyes moving between the two of us before settling briefly on me. I can already tell she is questioning why I am standing here in a room that clearly isn’t meant for me, surrounded by people who know exactly what they’re doing while I’m just trying not to look out of place.“What’s the update?” Daniella asks, shifting her attention fully to Bonnie, her posture straight as she folds her arms loosely, and Bonnie doesn’t hesitate to answer, slipping right back into whatever role she holds here, her tone more focused than it was when we were walking through the halls.“Everything’s running smoothly, the guys are already on the move with the shipment transfer,” Bonnie begins, but then she pauses mid-sentence, her eyes moving toward me again as if she has just remembered I’m standing right here, and Daniella follows that glance immed

L A N AThe room slowly empties out after the meeting ends, chairs scraping lightly against the floor as everyone stands and begins to file out one by one, conversations picking up in low voices as they leave, already moving on to whatever tasks Dante assigned them, and I stay seated even as everyone else leaves, watching it all happen while trying to process everything I just heard. It feels like I was dropped into the middle of a moving machine and expected to keep up without slowing it down, and even though no one said it directly, I know that is exactly what is expected of me now.Daniella is one of the last to leave, her eyes lingering on me briefly before she gives Dante a small nod, and then she is gone too, the door closing behind her with a quiet click that leaves the room feeling larger than it did before. A silence falls in the room, and I gulp quietly and turn in his direction, realising that it is now just the two of us... I sit there for a second, unsure if I should stan