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The Mafia's Princess의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

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Sixty One

Don Lorenzo watched Nico until he disappeared completely down the hallway.Only then did he look back at Isabella.The tension between them changed immediately.Different now.More personal.Lorenzo's eyes lingered on her face carefully.Then quietly he asked,“Did he upset you?”Isabella shook her head softly."Why did you let him in your room?"Isabella could hear the jealousy in his voice."If I am going to be living in this house for the time being, Alessandro and I could at least be civilized with each other."Lorenzo grunted.---The drive to school was far quieter than Isabella expected.She sat beside Lorenzo in the back of the black SUV while the city slowly came alive around them.People hurried to work.Students walked toward schools.Vendors arranged their stalls.Normal life.Ordinary life.The kind of life Isabella used to have.Before Lorenzo.Before the fundraiser.Before the gunshots.Before rival mafia families learned her name.Isabella stared out the window silentl

Sixty Two

Silence fell around them.Students openly watched now.Listening.Gossip spreading instantly.Isabella's jaw tightened."You're not my friend anymore, Valeria.""Friend?"Valeria scoffed."You think I'm the villain here?"She pointed toward the SUV."That's the villain."Isabella followed her gaze briefly.Toward Lorenzo.Who remained seated inside the vehicle.Watching surely.Not interfering.Yet."Look at him."Her voice rose."He controls everything.""He controls you.""No," Isabella said firmly.Valeria laughed again.A sharp, bitter sound."Then why do you look miserable?"That question hit harder than Isabella expected.Because part of her didn't know the answer.Valeria saw the hesitation.And smiled.A dangerous smile.Valeria stepped closer.Lowering her voice."So tell me, Isabella."Her eyes gleamed."When are you finally going to realize you're just another prisoner of Don Valenti?"Isabella expression hardened.Valeria stepped even closer, her eyes blazing with resentme

Sixty Three

The final bell had not yet rung, but the school corridors were already thinning out.Students moved slower now.Tired.Distracted.Ready to leave.But Valeria Rossi had no intention of going home quietly.She waited until the hallway outside the rear staircase was almost empty before she stepped in front of Alessandro.“Talk.”Her voice was sharp.Commanding.Alessandro barely looked up from his phone.“What now?”Valeria crossed her arms tightly.“You embarrassed me today.”That finally made him look at her.Not amused.Not apologetic.Just… unimpressed.“I didn’t embarrass you,” Alessandro said flatly. “You did that yourself.”Valeria's eyes flashed.“You defended her.”Alessandro exhaled slowly.“I stopped you from making a scene.”“That’s not what I asked.”A pause.Then she stepped closer.“Why did you take her side?”The hallway felt quieter now.Even the distant footsteps of students faded as if the building itself was listening.Alessandro tilted his head slightly.“You think

Sixty Four

The ride back to the Valenti Mansion felt endless.Isabella sat silently in the back of the SUV.Her school bag rested beside her.Her eyes remained fixed on the passing city outside.But she wasn't really seeing anything.Her mind was elsewhere.On Valeria.On her mother's words.On Alessandro's apology.On Lorenzo.Especially Lorenzo.The conversation with Valeria had planted something poisonous inside her mind.A doubt.A fear.A question she could no longer ignore.What if Valeria was right?The thought made her stomach twist.She hated it.But she couldn't stop thinking about it.What exactly was she to Lorenzo?A girlfriend?A lover?A responsibility?A weakness?Or simply another thing he had decided belonged to him?By the time the SUV pulled through the gates of the Valenti Mansion, Isabella's emotions were in complete turmoil.The guards greeted her respectfully.She barely noticed.Inside the mansion, servants moved about quietly.The house looked exactly the same.But some

Sixty Five

Don Lorenzo watched her go.His breathing uneven.His fists clenched.His anger still burning.Then a door slammed upstairs.And silence returned to the mansion.But it did nothing to calm him.Because even as he stood there...Part of him already regretted what he'd said.Yet another part refused to take it back.Isabella collapsed onto her bed the moment she reached her room.The tears came instantly.Uncontrollably.She buried her face into a pillow and cried harder than she had in weeks.Everything hurt.Her heart.Her future.Her relationship with her mother.Everything.She replayed Lorenzo's words again and again.You belong to me.The phrase made her stomach twist.How had things reached this point?How?Then another realization hit her.Valeria.This was all because of Valeria.If Valeria had never given her that drink...She never would have ended up in Lorenzo's bed.Never would have become involved with the Valentis.Never would have lost control of her life.Fresh tears p

Sixty Six

A few moments later they entered Alessandro's room.The door shut behind them.Luca immediately moved toward the window.Alessandro sat on the edge of his bed.Watching him.Waiting.Finally, Luca spoke."Your father is changing."Alessandro's eyes sharpened.Interesting.Very interesting."What do you mean?"Luca laughed bitterly."The Don I know doesn't lose focus.""He doesn't get distracted.""He doesn't let emotions interfere."Alessandro remained quiet.Listening carefully.Luca shook his head."But lately?"His jaw tightened."Lately he's becoming someone else."Alessandro already knew where this was going.Isabella.Everything always came back to her.Luca continued pacing."Years."His voice lowered."Years I've worked beside him.""And never once have I seen him act like this."Alessandro leaned forward slightly."Because of her?"Luca stopped walking.Silence.Then finally, he answered."Yes."The answer came immediately.Without hesitation.Alessandro's pulse quickened.Lu

Sixty Seven

Alessandro Valenti felt something dangerous growing inside him.Ambition.The desire to stop being the frightened son standing in his father's shadow.The desire to become something more.Something powerful.Something feared.As Luca finally rose to leave, Alessandro watched him go with a thoughtful expression.The door clicked shut.And Alessandro smiled.Because Luca thought they were working together to save Don Lorenzo.But Alessandro had a very different goal in mind.He wasn't trying to save his father.He was trying to replace him.And Luca had just handed him a very important piece without even realizing it.The smile on his face slowly widened.For years, people had underestimated him.His father.Luca.The men in the mansion.Even Valeria.They all saw the same thing.A spoiled nineteen-year-old.An emotional boy.A disappointment.Someone too weak to survive in the mafia world.But he was using all that to his advantage.Because nobody paid attention to people they consider

Sixty Eight

Valeria ended the call and remained standing still for several seconds.Her phone hung loosely in her hand.Her mind raced.Alessandro's words echoed repeatedly inside her head.Your family owes me.The confidence in his voice unsettled her.The once insecure son, desperate for approval from his father was no more.This version was different.More calculating.More ambitious.And unpredictable.Valeria turned sharply and headed deeper into the house.The new estate was much smaller than the mansion they had lost.Less luxurious.Less impressive.And every time she looked around, anger resurfaced.Because this wasn't supposed to happen.The Rossis weren't supposed to be hiding.They weren't supposed to be rebuilding.Don Lorenzo Valenti had done this.And sooner or later, he would pay for it.She reached her father's bedroom and pushed the door open without knocking.The smell of medicine immediately greeted her.Don Rossi sat upright against the headboard.His shoulder was heavily ban

Sixty Nine

Isabella lay on her bed staring at the ceiling.Sleep refused to come.Every time she closed her eyes, she replayed the argument with Lorenzo.His anger.His possessiveness.The way he had looked at her when he said she belonged to him.The memory still made her chest tighten.Part of her wanted to believe it had simply been anger speaking.But another part, wondered if everyone had been right all along.Her mother.Valeria.Even the tiny voice in her own head she kept trying to ignore.Maybe she had fallen for a fantasy.A version of Lorenzo that didn't truly exist.A knock sounded suddenly.Soft.Careful.Isabella frowned.At this hour?She immediately assumed it was Lorenzo.Perhaps he wanted to apologize.Perhaps she wanted him to.Slowly, she walked to the door and opened it.The moment she saw who stood outside, her expression hardened."Alessandro."Alessandro offered a weak smile."Hey."Isabella immediately began pushing the door shut.But Alessandro reacted quickly."Wait."

Seventy

Isabella paced restlessly in her room after Alessandro left.Everything he had said got her worked up.And the worst part, she had been thinking the same thing even before they spoke.How did she fall for Don Lorenzo?Yes, he is handsome.Yes, the danger around him thrills her sometimes.But, he was way older than her.And the worst part, he saw her as a possession, not a woman he was in love with.And according to Alessandro, he was never going to see her as such.Isabella wasn't ready to be played fool by another Valenti.Alessandro already did his.Though he now claims to regret it.It doesn't change the fact that he played her.And now his father, was apparently doing the same.But in the worst way."No!" she suddenly said to herself.She stop pacing, and stared at her door for a moment as she considered whether going to talk to Lorenzo tonight.It was really late, but she was sure he was still awake.Still in his study.She couldn't go to bed with this heavy heart.She has to spe

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