All Chapters of Mafia's Obsession - The CEO's Contracted Songbird : Chapter 141 - Chapter 147

MasonThe service had been beautiful. But to me it seemed unreal, especially when her blue eyes danced from that picture, too beautiful, too alive, too young for her to be reduced to ashes in silver urns.I stood near the back of the room nursing a whiskey I hadn’t touched, trying to process everything while soft piano music drifted through the formal lounge.Everywhere I looked there were photographs of her. Laughing. Riding bikes. Playing piano. In the garden. A teenager with too much life in her eyes. And every single picture made the guilt sit heavier in my chest.I remembered seeing her at the club for the first time. Then Poker Night. The way she had charmed every asshole in the room within twenty minutes flat.I swallowed hard. Could I have saved her? The thought had been eating at me for days now. If I hadn’t been away…If I had trusted my instincts the night I came to Luca and shared everything I had found.If I had insisted we find Adriano that night instead of waiting…Would

RemiIt still didn’t feel real.Today, I was leaving my country of birth and stepping into an entirely new life.And somewhere in all this grief and destruction, I couldn’t stop wondering if this tragedy was meant to happen and somehow been the thing that brought two broken families back together again.I had to hold onto that as nothing else would be palatable especially where Arianna was concerned.On the positive side, I had my big brother back. We had never been this close before. Maria checked on me constantly like I was one of her own. And Denton and Nadia…they had somehow become the aunt and uncle we had never really had.Life was strange like that. Cruel but strange. Liam was flying back to Chicago today. Before my flight departed for Heathrow he wanted to see me. Said one last drink between brothers. Something inside me warmed at that.Denton had finally approved it after doing what I was beginning to suspect was a full MI6 level security sweep of JFK. I grinned at that.“W

MariaI stared at my phone, willing it to ring. I had to work. It just had to.Because I was counting on something no one else could see. Something intangible. That strange invisible thread that bound those two siblings not even related by blood together in ways logic could not define.Too many clues, too many things that separately meant nothing, not unless you looked close enough. And my instincts screamed that they were linked, I just needed the final piece to confirm what I had pieced together.And deep in my heart…I knew what I had seen. The belt, the shoes, the stolen blood, the medical report. Too many pieces of a difficult puzzle, I just needed one last piece…My phone buzzed suddenly in my hand…”Mason…” I greeted, unable to hide the nerves in my shaky voice.He laughed…”No…no…no…ladies first.” He said. “We had cleared Denton of any involvement in Arianna’s disappearance. You yourself confronted him and he denied it. So how???” he asked completely stumped.I shook my head. Ty