All Chapters of MAFIA PROPERTY: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎I left the room, closing the door behind me.I took a few steps down the hallway while the music from the party drifted up, muffled, from downstairs.Laughter.Glasses.Loud conversations.The fucking party continued as if nothing had happened.As if my father hadn’t just tried to take by force something that now carried his name.I told her to close the door.To lock the damn door.It was simple.I should go downstairs and return to the hall where that damn party was happening. Maybe have a drink. Act as if nothing had happened.That’s what a smart man would do.That’s what a man who wants to survive inside my family would do.“Fuck…” I muttered, stopping near the stairs.I looked down.People danced.Talked.Had fun.But a single image kept replaying in my mind.Her.Helena.Alone in that room.Still with the torn dress.Trembling.Afraid.My chest tightened.Before I could think better of it, I turned around.I walked back down the hallway and stopped in

𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎The office door closed behind me.My father didn’t speak immediately.Neither did I.He walked calmly to the small wine cabinet in the corner of the office.As if that moment were already completely under control.As if it always was.Dom Vittorio poured whisky for both of us.He placed one of the glasses in front of me.I didn’t touch it.He noticed.Of course, he noticed.But he didn’t comment.For a few seconds, he did only one thing:He watched me, unhurried.As if reading every detail.Dom Vittorio lifted the glass to his lips and took a slow sip before finally speaking:“You took a while to come down.”His voice was calm.Controlled.But there was something behind it.Something sharp.“I had to deal with a problem,” I lied.His eyes lifted slowly.“A problem…”It wasn’t a question.I held his gaze.“Yes.”Silence fell between us.Heavy.“Interesting,” he murmured.He took another sip.“Because I also had a problem tonight.”My jaw tightened.“I can im

𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀If it depended only on me, I would stay in bed all day.Not because of exhaustion.Out of necessity.Staying there, under the covers, felt like the only way to hide from the world. To postpone the inevitable. As if, as long as I didn’t leave that room, nothing could truly reach me.But that was an illusion.Fragile.And I knew it.Two knocks sounded at the door.My body reacted immediately.I went on alert, pulling the blanket up to cover part of my face, as if that would protect me.Maybe, if I didn’t answer…Maybe they would think I was still sleeping.“Madam…”The female voice was unfamiliar.New.Another person in that house I didn’t know.I remained silent.“Breakfast is ready…” she continued after a few seconds. “Dom Vittorio is waiting for you in the dining room.”My stomach tightened.I didn’t want to go downstairs.I didn’t want to see him.I didn’t want to be in the same room as him.“Madam…” the voice insisted, a bit firmer now, “the Dom does not like to

𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀I didn’t even know how many days had passed.I stopped counting on the third.At first, I still tried. I watched the light coming through the window and tried to mark time by the meals and by the movement of the house, but after a while, everything began to look the same. The days blurred together. The hours lost their meaning.And I was too tired to keep trying.Mentally tired.Tired of thinking.Tired of waiting.During those days, I didn’t receive any calls.None.No one looked for me.Not my mother.Not my father.Not a single message.Not a sign.Nothing.At first, I tried to find an explanation.Maybe my father had forbidden it.Maybe my mother was too busy.Maybe they had tried to contact me and couldn’t.Maybe…But after a few days, the truth started to become too clear to ignore.No one wanted to know.Or worse…No one cared.My chest tightened every time that thought surfaced.A silent pain.Constant.So, I stopped thinking about it.Or at least, I tried.

𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎The man in front of me spoke without stopping.Charts.Numbers.Routes.Expansion.Strategy.I listened.But only half of my attention was in that meeting.The other half… was far away.Very far.Because even at a distance, my mind kept returning to her.Helena.Her gaze the last time I saw her, at that breakfast…Silent.Fragile.Trying to hide something I noticed immediately.The way she seemed out of place in that house.Too small for that environment.Too vulnerable.I shouldn’t be thinking about her.Not at that moment.Not during an important meeting.But it didn’t matter.She invaded my thoughts anyway.“So, Mr. Alessandro, we only need your final approval.”I raised my eyes.Observed each man seated around the table.All are waiting for my decision.I waited a second.I nodded.“Go ahead.”The man breathed in relief.Opened the folder again and began speaking with even more enthusiasm.My phone vibrated.I ignored it.I never interrupted a meeting.