All Chapters of Captive To The Mafia Lord: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Donatella's POVSomething feels off because after Leilani ended the call, she never called back.I had been trying to name it for two weeks and every time I got close it slipped sideways into something I couldn't hold. Julian was attentive and kind. Julian said the right things at the right moments and looked at me the way men in films looked at women and I had told Leilani about him three times this week and heard my own voice go warm doing it.I had also called Leilani twice tonight and she hadn't picked up, which was so unlike her that I had checked the phone twice thinking I'd misdialled. Leilani answered everything. Leilani answered calls from numbers she didn't recognise at two in the morning out of sheer curiosity. She had not answered mine.I told myself she was busy. I sat across from Julian at a table he had set properly — actual plates, actual candles, wine I recognised as expensive because Lorenzo had made me learn wine the way he made me learn most things — and I let myse

JOVAN'S POVWhen I was sure she was in the bathroom and I heard the tap running, I popped some pills into my mouth. The side effects of assaulting two people in a day was really getting to me now.The door opened and Donatella came out, smiling at me but it was very obvious she was trying to hide something.I'd learned the difference three weeks in — the real one reached her eyes first and worked outward, warm and a little unguarded but this one started at the corners of her mouth and stayed there.I smiled back like I had no idea of anything. That was always the move with Donatella — you couldn't out-perform her. You had to out-genuine her.Guess what? Nobody could beat Jovani Hart when it came down to that. It was a game I played well."Business dispute," she said, for the second time. She'd been circling it all evening like something she'd already decided about and was giving me a chance to catch up to."Yes." I nodded, holding my hand up so she could see the bruises then I narrowe

Elena's POV“She found out this morning, yes?""Today just as you'd predicted." Jovani answered and a smile curled up my lips. I knew it was only a matter of time before the car was let out of the bag.With Jovani asking her out, I was very certain she'd want to tell her brother and she did just that."Then she's raw." I picked up my pen. "Which means you are positioned exactly where you need to be. You are the person who was there when her brother's world rearranged itself without her permission.""She called me," Jovani said. "And came here. Right now, she's upstairs sleeping but I don't think she'll be asleep for long.”"I know. That's not nothing." I meant it. Donatella Vittorini was not a woman who went to people carelessly. "Don't waste it.""I don't waste things.""You waste things that confuse you," I said pleasantly. "It's your one consistent flaw. Don't let this confuse you."He was quiet for a moment when he knew I was right but just as stubborn and prideful as he was, he'd

Lorenzo's POVLeilani, who'd heard the yelling and the chaos, came downstairs when Tella left. She looked at me then at the walk smeared with the wine.“Maybe I should call her to be sure she got home safely.” And she went back upstairs.Donatella would never go home. I knew because I called four times and the fourth one didn't even ring — went straight to voicemail, which meant she'd turned the phone off, which meant she wasn't just ignoring me, she'd made a decision about ignoring me. There was a difference. Donatella ignoring a call was irritation. Donatella turning her phone off was a verdict.I stood in the entrance hall for a long time after the fourth call. "She's not picking up," I said."I know." He came over to where I was, crouched and picked up the three pieces of the bowl and held them in his hands. "Lorenzo—""Don't," I said. "Don't apologize. It doesn't belong to you.""Some of it does.""Some of it does," I agreed. "But I'm the one who had eight months."He set the pie

Donatella's POVHis lips found mine for the third time and I melted into his kiss. All I wanted was to feel something else aside from the hurt in my heart and Julian was doing just that.He picked up in his arms while my arms were wrapped around his neck and we went upstairs to the bedroom.“Wait,” I said to him as his hands reached for his button. I got up from the bed, slowly taking off the hoodie while his hungry eyes travelled down my body.“What is it Milady?” he asked, stroking my face gently with his finger.“There's no fun,” I wrapped his loosened tie around my fingers, pulled him closer and whispered. “ill take off your own clothes.”“Your wish is my command.” He turned the other way and sat down on the bed then I leaned closer, our lips away from each other and I began undressing him.Within seconds, his upper body was bare and I ran my fingers down his toned chest. Damn this man was a fine piece of shit.Julian wrapped his arm around my neck and a sound of pleasure escaped