Todos los capítulos de Caring For The Mafia Son: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

"It started when Marcus was nine years old," Dad said quietly.Twenty years agoMarcus walked home from school, taking the shortcut through the warehouse district. He kicked at piles of stones on the ground, humming to himself.Then he heard gunshots.He froze. His two classmates beside him went pale."We have to go," one said, voice shaking with fear.Marcus's eyes turned toward the direction of the noise. His heart pounded, but his eyes were shining. "Let's check it out."His friends looked at him like he was insane. One grabbed his arm. "My mom said there's been fights lately in the neighborhood. We shouldn't get involved, Marcus.""Sounds like you're cowards," Marcus joked, sticking his tongue out.The two boys glanced at each other, unsure. "We're really not going."Marcus shrugged. "Fine. I'm going."His friends called after him, but Marcus was already running toward the noise.He ran deeper into the warehouse district, finally s

The day of the visitThe day arrived faster than Sarah wanted.She stood at the kitchen counter, chopping vegetables with mechanical precision. Her hands moved on autopilot while her mind wandered elsewhere. Upstairs, baby Rachel slept peacefully in her crib. In the living room, Marcus and her husband were setting the table, both practically vibrating with excitement.And in a few hours, Vincent Montrel would be sitting in her home.Sarah's knife slipped. Pain flared as the blade nicked her finger, and a drop of blood fell onto the cutting board. She stared at her bloody thumbs, remembering her grandmother's warnings about bad omens.Shaking her head, she wrapped her finger in a dish towel, but her hands wouldn't stop trembling.Something was wrong.She couldn't explain it, not in a way her husband would understand. The investment money had already helped, new equipment for the delivery business, small repairs around the house, bright new toys scatte

"MOM!"He threw himself at Vincent one last time, screaming, hitting, kicking with everything he had.Vincent released Sarah's throat.She crumpled to the floor like a puppet with cut strings.Silent.Still.From upstairs, baby Rachel was still screaming. Her cries had gone hoarse, desperate."Sarah?" His father's voice was small and broken. "Sarah?"She didn't move.Marcus crawled to her, his hands shaking. "Mom? Mom, wake up. Please wake up."He touched her face. It was still warm, but already cooling.She wasn't breathing.Wasn't moving.Her eyes stared past him at the ceiling.Marcus looked up at Vincent, and something inside him shattered.Then reformed.Into something new.Something cold and burning at the same time.Hatred.Pure, absolute, consuming hatred.Vincent was staring down at Sarah's body, his expression unreadable. Then his eyes shifted to Marcus's father, who had collapsed against the w

Damien POVThe apartment door finally opened.I stood immediately, my body tense, my eyes finding Rachel before anything else. She stepped out first, her face pale, eyes red-rimmed but dry. Mark followed close behind her, his expression carefully blank.Neither of them looked at me.Alessandro pushed off the wall, pocketing his phone. "Well?" he asked. "Everything alright in there?"Rachel finally lifted her gaze-but not to me. She looked at Alessandro."I need to go back to the safe house," she said quietly. Her voice was steady, but I could hear the exhaustion underneath. "Leo is waiting. I'm done here.""I'll take you," I said, stepping forward.She shook her head. "No. Mark will take me."The words hit like a slap."Rachel-""You have work to do, Damien." She finally looked at me, and something in her eyes made my chest tighten. Not anger. Not sadness. Something harder. Resolve. "The Raven isn't going to wait. And I need to be with Leo

Marcus arrived at his father's apartment and pushed the door open without knocking.Boxes everywhere. Running away again?"Dad!" Marcus called out.His father appeared from the office, shocked. "Marcus? What are you-""Where is my sister? I heard she was kidnapped and no one told me."His father flinched. "Calm down-""Don't tell me to calm down." Marcus stepped closer. "Do you know where her boyfriend lives? Because if not, we're filing a missing person report. Daniel doesn't have the right to lock her away.""Rachel was here yesterday." His father's voice was quiet. "She's safe. But she's badly injured."Marcus went still. "Injured how badly?"His father looked away."Dad. What aren't you telling me?"His father took a slow breath. "Marcus... I know about your organization. I know you've been attacking the Montrels."Marcus stared at him. "How do you know that?""That doesn't matter. I thought you had moved on. Let go of the past