All Chapters of In Love With His Coldhearted Mafia Brother: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

EVA"Party? What party arrangements? Does Mr DeLuca know of this visit?"What happened to letting the planner know of the event?What even happened to appointments?!What happened to letting me have peace for one millisecond? What is she doing here?!!“No, ma'am, there's no appointment. We're bringing them right up.”I clutched my head and gently nursed the brewing headache. “Thank you.” I slammed the phone back to its body.Yeah, I think this is pay back for having a good day yesterday. The universe wants payback.I need a jar of coffee beans.I stood up and straightened my blouse.I walked out of my office and to the elevator, waiting for it to open.Why is she even here? With guests! Without Dante's notice?I hate this, I hate this, I hate this!The doors slid open after a few minutes of fidgeting and trying not to sweat my palms.A lady from the front desk stepped out first, she rushed to myself as Marianne stepped out, looking polished as always. Behind her came Blair, an older w

EVAThe next morning, I woke up a few minutes earlier than I needed to. Like I wanted to.I lay in bed for a while, staring at the ceiling, running through the list of things I needed to do in my head. Venue layout, catering, guest list, decorations. It was a welcome back party, which meant it had to be perfect. And I have to do it while standing in the middle of a house that'll probably see me at my worst.I grabbed my phone and typed > "welcome back party ideas for wealthy women" into the search bar. The results were overwhelming. Thousands of images of flower walls and champagne towers and table settings that screamed money at every turn. I scrolled through them, trying to get a sense of what Marianne might want. Something elegant and said "I'm back and I'm still important." Because it sounds exactly like what she'll want. She might not look it, but she's said so a few times. That ladder, she's already at the time but if she's thrown down she'll climb again. I made a few menta

EVAThe taxi dropped me off at the foundation and I walked straight to the conference room, my laptop bag slung over my shoulder, my notebook tucked under my arm.I could feel blisters forming on my heels. I made a mental note to never wear those shoes again.The team was already gathered when I walked in, with their faces focused on the papers in front of them."Sorry I'm late," I said, setting my bag down and taking my seat. "I had a site visit at the DeLuca estate."Adam looked up from his phone. "How did it go?""Fine. We'll make do with the main ballroom, it’s suitable." I pulled out my notes and flipped through them. "It has better flow, better lighting, and it's closer to the main entrance. We'll use that one for D-2's party. That's the priority for now." I paused, looking around the room. "We need to put a hold on the Aura Wellness charity event until we get this party finalized.”.It was closer than the charity event, and we've already gotten started on the latter which gives

EVAI spent the morning running around the city like a headless chicken. Fabric stores, flower shops, and more. My feet were killing me, my phone was dying, and I had a list of things to do that seemed to grow longer every time I crossed something off.Witchcraft.The fabric store was my first stop. Magdalene had sent over a color palette of creams, golds, and soft blush pinks. I pushed open the door and a small bell jingled above my head. The shop was packed floor to ceiling with bolts of fabric in every color imaginable. A woman looked up from the counter where she was cutting a length of silk.“Hello, welcome!" She asked, setting down her scissors.I pulled out my phone and showed her the color palette. "I'm looking for something in these shades. Cream, gold, and a soft blush pink. It's for a welcome back party."She studied the screen, then walked around the counter and led me to a section of the store. She pulled out a bolt of fabric and held it up. "This one's a champagne cream.

EVAChloe sprang up so fast she almost knocked the coffee cup off the table. Her eyes went wide like saucers, as she opened and closed her mouth like a fish gasping for air. She was wearing an oversized men's shirt and I was dead sure there was nothing else underneath with how quick she was to drag the shit down. Her hair was a mess, tangled and sticking up in all directions.I tried not to think about the reason it got to that point."Eva? What—how—what are you doing here?"I gave her a once-over, my eyes traveling from her bare legs to the shirt that was clearly not hers to her panicked face. My brain was struggling to come up with a sensible reason as to why she's in Nico's house.Dante's Employee. Someone I barely knew personally and she doesn't even know!Barely clothed!Am I dreaming?Chloe. Here. In Nico's house. Wearing his shirt. Looking like she'd just rolled out of bed. That suddenly explains why Nico didn't want us stopping at his place.I opened my mouth, but nothing came