All Chapters of Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Lucy was asleep in Luca’s arms after their heated lovemaking, but Luca wasn't anywhere near sleep. He was staring down at his fiancée’s beautiful face, still unable to believe she was actually his. Hell, he had never thought he would find this kind of love, let alone a woman who would become his entire world.He was busy daydreaming with open eyes about their future when he caught the faint sound of a ringing phone muffling through the heavy bedroom door. It clicked then—his phone was still in the pocket of the pants he had hastily discarded out in the hallway. Careful not to disturb her, he slowly eased Lucy out of his arms and placed her head gently onto the pillow before sliding out of the bed. He didn't bother getting dressed; they were both still naked after their last intense round, which had left Lucy completely exhausted. Though Luca hadn't wanted to stop, he knew he had to give her some time to regain her strength.Stepping lightly, he opened the door just enough to slip out

The doctor looked at the old man, seeing the desperate hope shining in his wrinkled eyes. Pulling down his surgical mask, the doctor exhaled a heavy breath."Signor Mancini, the surgery itself was a success," he said, his voice flat with exhaustion. "We managed to repair the damage to his chest and completely stop the internal bleeding. But I need you to understand—his condition is still incredibly critical. We are not out of the woods, and we won't know anything for certain until he wakes up."Reid and Luca stepped forward, closing the distance to flank Edoardo. Reid’s face was pale, his voice tight as he pressed for answers. "When? When does the anesthesia wear off?"The doctor turned to him, his expression grim. "In a typical case, he should begin to regain consciousness within the next six hours. But given the sheer volume of blood he lost, his body is in deep shock. If he doesn't wake up in that window..."The doctor trailed off with a heavy sigh, leaving the terrifying implicatio

Rosa glanced back at the sleeping Renzo, stepping quietly out of the bedroom and closing the door behind her before sliding the icon across the screen to answer."Rosa! Are you okay?" Lucy’s voice burst through the speaker, tight with anxiety, the second the call connected.Rosa didn't offer a greeting. Her voice was flat, hollowed out by fear. "So you know."On the other end of the line, Lucy bit her lip. She knew exactly how Rosa’s mind worked, and she had always found it nearly impossible to keep a secret from her best friend."Yeah," Lucy admitted, her voice trembling with hesitation. "Luca told me what happened."Rosa’s heart thudded violently against her ribs. "Where is Luca?" she demanded, the words rushing out in a panic. "He isn't answering my calls. Is he with Luciano? Lucy, where are they?"The barrage of questions made Lucy’s chest ache with an overwhelming weight of guilt. She hated lying to Rosa more than anything. But it wasn't about following Luciano Mancini’s orders

Two days passed. Though it was a mere forty-eight hours on the calendar, for Rosa, it felt like an endless stretch of time without a single word from Luciano. She hadn't dialed his number since that day, nor had she broken her pride to ask anyone else about him, but he hadn't left her thoughts for a single second.This heavy, silent stress was starting to run her ragged. Her morning sickness spiked, leaving her with a lingering, brutal nausea and a constant, dizzying lightheadedness. She had absolutely no appetite, picking at her food with a total lack of energy.Unable to face the commute, she stayed confined to the mansion, logging into video calls only for the meetings that absolutely required her presence.At the office, Lucy was keeping the wheels turning. The Prose & Stanza was in a high-stakes phase; several big-name authors were scheduled for upcoming book releases. Rosa had convinced these writers to join the company, which was a massive win since everyone had lost trust in t

Luca stared at the vibrating phone in his palm. Rosa’s name flashed across the screen, the ringtone cutting through the heavy silence of the hospital room. He hesitated, his thumb hovering over the screen, torn on whether he should even pick up.Luciano had finally regained consciousness two days ago, but he had been a nightmare of a patient ever since. He flatly refused to cooperate with the medical staff, aggressively demanding to leave the hospital despite desperately needing medical care. He was consumed by a blinding need for vengeance against whoever had orchestrated the hit. The mere thought that his Rosie could have been caught in the crossfire and hurt was driving him insane. In the end, the doctors had no choice but to keep him heavily sedated; the moment the drugs wore off, the don's intimidating, dictatorial nature took over, and he would start tearing the wires out. Reid gave Luca a firm nod from across the room, silently signaling him to answer. Taking a breath, Luca swi