All Chapters of My Baby's Father Is A Mafia Boss : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Paolo stared at his phone in disbelief as the line disconnected.“What did Domenico say?” Luisa asked immediately, stepping closer the moment Paolo lowered the phone. Her eyes were filled with hope. “Will he help us?”Paolo didn’t answer right away. He looked frightened.Slowly, he walked toward the couch and dropped onto it heavily as if the last bit of strength had been drained from his body.“He said… we are not related to him in any way,” Paolo muttered, rubbing his face in frustration. “He warned us to stay away from him.”The room fell into an uneasy silence.“I told you he would never help us!”Natasha’s sharp voice suddenly cut through the air as she stormed into the room. She had clearly been listening from nearby.“And even if he did want to help me,” she continued bitterly, her eyes burning with anger, “Renata wouldn’t allow it.”Her lips trembled.“She hates us.”“Natty,” Luisa said softly as she quickly walked toward her daughter, placing a comforting hand on her arm. Nat

Renata stood quietly on the balcony of her room, her hands resting on the railing as she looked out over the vast garden that stretched across the estate. The morning breeze moved gently through the trees, carrying the faint scent of flowers from the grounds below. For a moment, the peaceful view almost made her forget where she was.Then she heard footsteps behind her.She did not need to turn immediately to know who it was.“The doctor said we need to visit the clinic again in two weeks,” Renata began. She turned slowly to face him. “For the next check-up.”Domenico listened silently.Renata held his gaze before continuing, her expression serious.“Are you planning to remain in this violent life?” she asked. “Because if you are… I won’t give you the baby.”Domenico’s brows drew together at her words.“Why?” he asked. “Weren’t you the one who refused to accept this child earlier?”Renata looked away for a brief moment before answering.“Yes,” she admitted quietly. “I did.”Her hand m

The moment Renata’s hand struck his face, she realized she had made a terrible mistake. Her heart dropped instantly.For a brief second she wondered what the worst he could do to her might be. Throw her out of the mansion? That would almost be a blessing. Being cast out was the very escape she had been silently wishing for.But the look in Domenico’s eyes told her something far worse was coming.His jaw tightened as he stared at her, anger burning in his gaze. Without a word, he grabbed both of her arms firmly.“I’ll make you shoot them, Renata,” he said coldly. “That will be much better.”His grip tightened as he pulled her closer.“You’re the woman of a mafia now,” he continued. “You need to understand what kind of life we live.”'No… this isn’t what I wanted,' Renata screamed inside her mind.She struggled desperately against him, trying to pull her arms free.“Let me go!” she cried. “I’m not a murderer like you!”But she was already too late.Domenico turned her around and pressed

The phone had no signals. She couldn't even use the internet services. "So, they don't want me to use any online services," Renata murmured. She looked at the contact list and found only two numbers as Emilio mentioned."Why would I even call them?" she tsked and tossed the phone on the mattress.Suddenly, she recalled about her only friend, Alessio De Santis. However, she hesitated calling him."What if Domenico hurts him?" she murmured to herself. She looked at the food that had been placed on the table when her stomach growled. Not wanting the baby in her womb to stay hungry, she chose to eat despite it had turned cold. Once she finished, she carried the tray downstairs when one of the maids rushed toward her."Miss, why did you carry this? You should have called a maid by pressing the bell," the maid said, clearly terrified."I've been getting bored, so I thought to bring it down myself," replied Renata. She walked along with the maid to the kitchen."Is there no internet services

The mansion felt unusually quiet the next morning, the heavy tension that usually followed Domenico having vanished with him. According to the staff, he had slipped out before dawn, leaving the estate under a rare truce."It’s peaceful when he’s not here," Renata murmured to herself. She checked her phone, but it was still a paperweight without the house Wi-Fi password. She wouldn't dare ask him for it, not after their last encounter.Sighing, she leaned back against the sofa cushions and dialed a number from memory. She listened to the steady ring, her pulse ticking up with every second of silence. It had been a long time since she last talked with this friend of hers. However, the call went unanswered.'I wonder if he even uses this line anymore,' she thought, staring at the ceiling.She was about to set the phone down when a maid approached with a tray of sliced fruit. "For you, Madam."Renata gave a small nod of thanks. She picked up a piece of papaya, her mind still miles away. Ju