All Chapters of Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Lucy watched him quietly.“He said something to me, but I couldn’t answer. I was too weak.” His voice dropped. “The last thing I remember… before everything went dark… was him lifting me into his arms.”A tear slipped down his cheek.He wiped it away quickly, almost harshly.Lucy shook her head softly, her eyes filled, and cupped his face in her hands. Then she leaned in and kissed his cheeks, one after the other.Luca let out a quiet breath and pulled her closer, tucking her under his chin, holding her against his chest.Like he didn’t want to let go.“When I woke up the next mor

The next morning began like any other… but for them, it felt like the start of something new.Rosa woke first.Her gaze fell on Luciano. He was still asleep, lying on his stomach, the narrow bed clearly too small for him. One arm hung off the side, his long legs stretched awkwardly beyond the edge.Then she looked at her son.Renzo was sleeping the same way, on his stomach, his little limbs stretched out wide.For a moment, Rosa didn’t know what to feel.Happy… or something else.Her son had everything of his father—his features, his habits, even the way he slept. And yet, she was the one who had carried him for nine months… the one wh

“You conspired so desperately to sleep with me,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, mocking vibrate that seemed to hum against her skin. “Are you sure you want to miss this chance? Here, in our room... you can have as much of me as you want. I won't complain, vita mia.”He held her gaze, his eyes tracing the line of her throat as if waiting for her pulse to betray her.Rosa let out a short, dry snort of derision. “Don’t get your hopes up, Mr. Mancini,” she said, her voice flattening into something cold and professional. She looked him straight in the eye. “I got what I wanted,” she replied. “The transaction is over. I have no desire to share a bed with a man I no longer recognize.”She only needed to conceive his child to save her son; now that the purpose was served, his presence was a burden she no longer wished to carry.Luciano let out a low, dark chuckle. “Liar,” he murmured. That single word did more to fuel Rosa’s frustration.“What gave you the impression that I want you?” s

Rosa hurried to get away from the man she had once loved. She walked so fast her breathing turned into heavy pants, finally stopping only when she felt the distance was enough to breathe without his suffocating presence. She pressed her back against the wall, her legs weak and trembling from the nerves, the anger, and the raw emotions she had just poured out at her ex-husband.Now, her heart felt strangely lighter, but she also felt exposed. She had bared her soul to a man who could never understand what love was or how to handle someone else's feelings. He was probably laughing at her, or worse, feeling proud that he still had the power to make her feel so pathetic.Taking a few deep breaths, she calmed herself and composed her expression before opening the door to her son’s room. A smile automatically graced her face when she saw Renzo beaming and laughing, while Lucy and Luca playfully fought over a toy.“Mommy!” Renzo chirped the second he spotted her. “Come look! Lucy and Uncle Lu

Luciano returned home late that night, the mansion cloaked in darkness by the time he arrived. He walked with his jacket draped over one shoulder and his tie hanging loose. The top buttons of his white shirt were undone—a clear testament to the grueling day he’d endured.He went straight to Renzo’s room, cautious as he eased the door open. As the room came into view, he released a breath he didn't know he was holding. The sight before him was like a wave of fresh air, washing away the stress and weariness of the day's troubles.Renzo was fast asleep, but Rosa was there too, tucked in beside him on the tiny bed meant for a child. She must have fallen asleep while putting him to bed. Or perhaps, he realized she was trying to avoid him—too nervous at the thought of having to share a room with him that she chose the cramped comfort of a toddler's bed instead.Luciano leaned against the doorframe, watching them for a long moment before quietly crossing the room. A rare, genuine smile appear