Semua Bab The Mafia's Lost Queen: Bab 41 - Bab 50

AriaI raised my brows. How did he get here when he has pains on his legs like his mom said? The hospital director looked just as stunned as I felt. Mr. Smith cleared his throat and looked toward the door. “Come in.”The door slowly opened. Damiano rolled his wheelchair inside.For a moment the room went completely silent.Mrs. Moretti immediately stood up. “Damiano? Why are you here?” She hurried to his side, gripping the handles of his wheelchair like she might push him back out. “You should be resting!”Damiano ignored her. His eyes moved straight to Mr. Smith. “I came to clear something up,” Mr. Smith leaned back slightly in his chair. “Go ahead.”Damiano inhaled before speaking. “Dr. Vale did nothing wrong.”Mrs. Moretti turned sharply. “What?”“The pain,” he continued, avoiding my eyes again, “I faked it.”Mrs. Moretti blinked in disbelief. “You what?”“I faked the leg pains.” he repeat.Mr. Smith sat forward immediately. “Are you saying the complaints you made about Dr. Vale’

DamianoThe door to my hospital room opened quietly.A man in a white coat stepped inside, followed by two nurses pushing a small medical cart. I watched them enter with mild curiosity.Another doctor?He gave a polite smile when our eyes met. “Good day, Mr. Moretti.”“I’m Dr. Laurent,” he continued, stepping closer to the bed. “I understand Dr. Vale is your primary physician.”I nodded once. “Yes.”He clasped his hands behind his back. “She asked me to assist with another part of your recovery.”I frowned slightly. “Another part?”“Yes, your emotional recovery.”Mom, who had been sitting near the window, shifted in her chair.Dr. Laurent continued speaking, “After incidents involving gunshots, trauma, and near death situations, patients sometimes experience emotional instability.”I remained silent as he spoke.“Your feelings may be all over the place. You may feel detached from people around you… or sometimes become unusually attached to new people or things.”My jaw tightened sligh

AriaA week laterThe sound of hurried footsteps rushed down the hallway before my bedroom door burst open.“Mom!” Arthur ran inside, slightly out of breath, his hair still messy from running.I looked up from the tablet on my bed. “Good afternoon to you too.”He ignored that completely. “Mom, today makes it two weeks since Uncle Vieri left!” he said excited. “Did he send the time his flight will arrive at the airport?”I couldn’t help laughing at the seriousness on his face.“Yes,” I replied, setting the tablet aside. “It’s really today.”Arthur’s eyes widened.“Really?!”“His flight should arrive by 4 p.m.”Arthur immediately checked the time on the wall clock. “it’s two o’clock already!” he announced. Then he spun toward the door. “I need to freshen up!”Before I could even respond, he dashed out of the room. After he left, I glanced down at my phone again.Vieri’s message was still on the screen. Arrival: 4:00 PM. “I’ll be right on time. Hopefully.”At exactly 4 p.m., Arthur and I w

Vieri“What is it?” I called out.Sonia’s voice came through the door almost immediately. “I can’t sleep in my room alone. How about you come join me in the living room?”I blinked. “What?” The words sounded absurd to me. I stepped closer to the door, lowering my voice. “Sonia, you’re not a kid anymore. You can sleep alone.”“I can’t,” she insisted quickly. “I told you before. I hate sleeping alone.”Her tone carried that stubborn edge I remembered from childhood. I turned slightly and glanced at Elena.She was sitting beside Arthur on the bed. Our eyes met briefly, but she immediately looked away.I turned to Arthur.He shrugged helplessly and glanced at his mom. Clearly, he didn’t know what to say either.“Sonia,” I called again, trying to stay calm. “Just go back to your room. You’ll be fine.”“No,” she screamed out loud. “I need you to stay with me tonight.”I rubbed my forehead. This was ridiculous. “Elena,” I said, swallowing hard, as I stood up. “Excuse me for a moment.” I walk

DamianoI lowered myself onto the edge of the bed, my muscles still warm from the exercise session.The room was quiet except for the faint rhythm of my breathing. For the first time in weeks… I could walk again.My legs still felt stiff, but the strength had returned. The doctors had warned me not to rush things, but I was already pushing my limits. Sitting still has never been my strength.I ran a hand through my hair, my mind drifting back to what had happened earlier. The way Vieri had rushed in like he had come to see me… but something about the visit had felt strange.He had barely stayed for a few seconds before leaving in a hurry. And it had been obvious he was looking for Elena.My eyes narrowed slightly. Why? I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. Something was going on. And I had been in the dark long enough.“Enough… I can’t do this any longer,” I muttered under my breath. I reached for my phone on the bedside table and dialed a number I hadn’t called in a while.