Todos los capítulos de THE MAFIA OBSESSION : Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Natalie's POV A strange sound outside the window pulled me from my sleep then I shifted beneath the covers, my eyes still heavy as I tried to determine whether I had imagined it. The room was quiet again, but something about the noise had unsettled me enough that I couldn't return to sleep.I pushed the covers aside and sat up, for a few seconds, I listened again, there it was again, another faint sound from outside.I slipped out of bed and walked toward the window. The curtains were partially drawn, leaving a narrow opening through which I could see the grounds below…I pulled the fabric aside and looked down, a woman stood near the side of the building.She wasn't looking toward my window. Her attention seemed fixed on something farther away, and from where I stood, I couldn't make out her face clearly.I watched her for a few seconds, waiting to see whether she would turn around but she didn't.Perhaps she was one of the servants. Perhaps she had stepped outside for some reason an

Natalie's POV “Why didn't you tell me about it?” I repeated Aiden looked at the invitation in my hand before meeting my eyes. For a second, he said nothing then he leaned back against the sofa as though the question wasn't worth his attention.“It wasn't important,” he replied. “I wasn't planning to attend anyway.”I stared at him. “That doesn't explain why you didn't tell me about it.”“Natalie, it's just an invitation.”“From the Moretti family.”His expression tightened slightly, but he quickly concealed it. “And?”I lowered my voice, conscious of my mother sitting nearby. I didn't want her to hear what I was about to say, especially when I didn't know how much she could handle. “I want to see them again.”Aiden's eyes narrowed. “Why?”“Because I was kidnapped from their house.”The words came out in a whisper, but they were enough to change his expression, and he glanced in my mother's direction before looking back at me. “Keep your voice down.”“I am keeping my voice down.”“Th

Natalie's POV “What conditions?” I repeated as Aiden leaned back in his chair, studying me as though he had expected the question.“Impatient, aren't you?” he finally replies“Would you prefer that I wait until the day of the event before finding out what you have planned for me?”His lips curved slightly into a smile then he finally replies. “The event is in three days, Natalie. You'll know my conditions before then.”“Before then?” I repeated. “And what exactly is stopping you from telling me now?”“Nothing is stopping me.”“Then tell me.”He picked up the document on his desk and glanced at it, deliberately ignoring me as I stared at him, waiting for an answer, when none came, I stepped closer to his desk. “Aiden.”He raised his eyes to meet mine finally. “Yes, darling?”“Don't call me that when you're deliberately trying to annoy me.”“Then stop giving me reasons to.”I let out a sharp breath trying to ignore him. “You agreed to take me to the Moretti event. I agreed to go with y

Natalie's POV “Must you interfere in every little business of mine?” I didn't mean to scream it out loud like that Aiden stared at me, his expression shifting from surprise to something I couldn't quite identify. For a few seconds, he said nothing then he let out a slow breath and rubbed his forehead. “Natalie, I didn't mean to offend you.”“Then what did you mean to do?”“I was concerned about you. That's all.”“Well, you can stop being concerned. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”“I know you are.”“Do you?” I challenged. “Because you certainly don't act like it.”His jaw tightened, but he seemed to restrain whatever response had come to his mind…“Look, I understand that you're upset. I shouldn't have questioned you the way I did. I only wanted to make sure you were safe.”I almost let out a laugh “And you thought the best way to do that was to question my mother about everything that happened at the mall?”“That isn't what I—”“I went out in front of you this aftern

Natalie's POVThe sound of approaching footsteps made my heart skip…I was still standing beside the window, staring at the note that had just been thrown into my room. The message kept running through my mind, raising more questions than I could answer.[Please try as much as possible to attend the Moretti family event. There's something you need to see.]Who had sent it? And what exactly was I supposed to see at the event? Before I could think any further, the footsteps grew louder as someone was coming toward my door.I immediately looked down at the stone lying on the floor. There was no time to hide it in a drawer or push it beneath the bed. If someone discovered it, I would have to explain how it had entered my room, and I wasn't ready to answer questions about something I barely understood myself.I hurried toward the window and threw the stone outside, then I tore the note into tiny pieces and scattered them through the open window, watching until the last piece disappeared fro