All Chapters of The Beauty and Her Dangerous Mafia Lord : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Bella stayed in Mikhail’s arms long after the nightmare faded. His heartbeat under her ear felt steady. Real. She kept one hand on the new chain around her neck and the other on her stomach.“I’m okay now,” she said quietly.Mikhail kissed the top of her head. “You don’t have to be okay yet. Just stay close.”She nodded. “I will. But I also want to know what’s happening. No more keeping me in the dark.”He was quiet for a moment. Then he said, “There’s a briefing in the war room in an hour. You can sit in.”She looked up at him. “Really?”“Really. You’ve earned the right to hear everything.”An hour later they walked into the war room together. Viktor stood at the table with two other men. Maps and photos covered the surface. A laptop played a grainy video on mute.Viktor glanced at Bella, then at Mikhail. Mikhail gave a small nod. She stayed.“We intercepted a meeting,” Viktor said. He turned the laptop so everyone could see. “Rossi sat down with Captain Reynolds from LVPD last night

Mikhail left the safe room while Bella was still catching her breath. He kissed her forehead once and said, “Stay here. I’ll be back soon.”She watched him go. The door locked behind him.Downstairs, Viktor already had the dirty captain in The Vault. Captain Reynolds sat in the metal chair, wrists cuffed, face pale. Two of Mikhail’s men stood on either side of him.Mikhail walked in and closed the door.“You met with Rossi,” he said.Reynolds tried to keep his voice steady. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”Mikhail pulled up a chair and sat in front of him. “We have the recording. We know about the bomb. We know about the gala. Start talking or this gets worse.”Reynolds swallowed hard. “You can’t touch a cop.”Mikhail’s smile was cold. “You’re not a cop tonight. You’re a man who tried to frame me and put my pregnant woman in danger. Talk.”The interrogation went on for a long time. Reynolds held out at first. Then the pain made him break.“The bomb goes in during the charity

The argument still hung between them the next morning. Bella moved around the penthouse quiet and tense. Mikhail spent most of the day in the war room with Viktor and the security team.They were scanning every staff member scheduled for the gala.Late in the afternoon Viktor called Mikhail over to a laptop.“We found something,” Viktor said. “Caterer named Paolo. He’s assigned to the head table. His phone has encrypted messages talking about ‘the package’ and ‘stage left support.’ Same language Reynolds used.”Mikhail leaned over the screen. “Pull his background.”The tech ran the search. A few minutes later a photo and file appeared.Viktor’s face changed. “Boss… look at this.”The file showed an old birth record. Paolo’s mother had worked for the Rossi family years ago. DNA notes from an old private investigation listed him as Marco Rossi’s illegitimate half-brother.Mikhail stared at the screen. “He’s family.”“Personal vendetta,” Viktor said. “Rossi is using his own blood to plan

Bella sat in the war room staring at the live feed on the big screen. Her hands were locked together in her lap. Mikhail stood behind her with one hand on her shoulder. Viktor and two other men watched the same screen from the side.The meeting place was an old warehouse by the river. Empty. Dark. Her father stood in the middle of the open space wearing a wire under his jacket. He looked small under the single hanging light.“You don’t have to watch,” Mikhail said quietly.“Yes I do,” Bella answered.On the screen her father checked his watch. A black car pulled up outside. Three men got out. Marco Rossi walked in first.Rossi smiled when he saw her father. “Carlo. You look worse than last time.”“I’m dying,” her father said. His voice came through the speakers clear. “Cancer. I don’t have time left for games. I want out. I want my daughters safe. I’ll give you everything I still know about Lobanov’s operation if you leave them alone.”Rossi laughed. “You’re late with that offer. I al

Mikhail grabbed his gun and keys the second the words left his mouth. “Viktor, get the car. Full team. We’re going to the Golden Crown right now.”Bella blocked the doorway. “I’m coming with you.”“No.”“Yes.” She didn’t move. “I know how Rossi thinks. I know the kind of places he likes to hide things. You need me.”Mikhail stared at her for one hard second. Then he nodded once. “You stay behind me the entire time. If I say run, you run.”“Okay.”They flew down the private elevator and into the waiting black SUV. Viktor drove. Two other cars followed. The city lights blurred past the windows as they raced toward the Strip.In the back seat Mikhail took Bella’s hand and placed it over her bump. His fingers stayed wrapped around hers.“If we don’t make it—” he started.Bella leaned over and kissed him hard. “We will. Don’t finish that sentence.”He rested his forehead against hers for a second. “I love you.”“I love you too. Now drive faster, Viktor.”Viktor snorted from the front. “Alr