All Chapters of His Forbidden Mafia Princess: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aleena — POVHatred simmered beneath my calm expression as I sat at the dinner table. My designer dress clung tightly to my body while the scent of expensive food filled the room. I could feel everyone watching me.“Aleena Caruso will marry your son, Nico Bellini,” my father announced to Mr. Angelo Bellini.Angelo nodded in approval. His bald head gleamed beneath the chandelier, gold rings covered nearly every finger, and the gaps between his teeth somehow made him look even more intimidating. Everything about him screamed wealth and power.My eyes shifted to Nico Bellini. At least he didn’t resemble his father.Nico was handsome, with sharp features, dark hair slicked back perfectly, and piercing green eyes but none of that mattered. He was still not the man I wanted to marry.“Aleena agrees to this arrangement, Mr. Luciano?” Nico asked coldly, glancing at me for only a second.“Yes,” my father answered before I could speak. “My daughter respects my wishes and will follow through.”T

Aleena — POVI woke before dawn, only to find the most annoyingly handsome face already waiting for me. Caldwell. Of course. My day started with his bitter expression and rigid posture, standing in the corner like some damn soldier on guard duty.Ignoring him was impossible. I hated this situation. Hated him even more for ratting me out to my sister. I still didn’t know how he figured out my trick.I pulled on my training clothes and zipped up my jacket.“I’ll be training with you.”I nearly jumped at the sound of his voice. Flat. Controlled. Emotionless.I turned toward him. He was already watching me.“Is this my father’s order now? You training me?”“No. He didn’t tell me to train you.” His voice stayed calm. Detached.I headed for the door, but paused when he spoke again.“I’m not training you. I’m training myself.”I scoffed. “Really? Then let’s spar.”Yesterday’s interruption still burned under my skin. I planned on making him pay for it. He stared at me like I’d suggested someth

Aleena–POVI gasped softly and groaned, my eyes darting around the room. I was in bed.“Sis, you’re awake.”El’s calm voice reached me first. Her tear-stained eyes looked at me with concern written all over her face. She quickly pulled me into a hug. I smiled weakly at the warmth in her eyes. When she pulled away, her worried gaze lingered on me.“The doctor said you collapsed from exhaustion,” she said softly. “You also had a panic attack. Are you really that nervous about the engagement party? I know crowds make you panic.”“I’m okay,” I whispered, forcing a reassuring smile.My eyes drifted toward the other side of the room where Nico and Caldwell stood silently in the corner like ghosts.“What time is it?” I asked.“We still have time before the other guests arrive,” Nico replied in a calm tone, though not entirely cold.“Great,” I sighed in relief.“You had a panic attack,” El said, breaking the silence. “You should rest. Don’t you think? I’ll speak with Father and ask him to pos

Aleena - POVHis emerald eyes stared at me with chilling coldness.“I won’t tell your secret,” I managed to say.A gunshot echoed in the distance. I froze at the sound. Nico glanced in that direction with an utterly unbothered expression.“You won’t tell anyone?” he asked.I nodded. His eyes narrowed. His hands were still wrapped around my wrists. The metallic scent of blood clung to his knuckles, making my stomach churn.“Please... trust me.” I tried to sound calm, but my voice trembled.His gaze studied me, weighing whether I was worth trusting. Unease gnawed at me, making my head feel light. Then the pressure on my wrists disappeared. The scent of blood faded with it. He stared at me with an unreadable expression.“I think I should trust my fiancée to keep a secret.”His voice was so soft that it terrified me more than if he had shouted.“Yes,” I answered shakily.“Go back to the party before that annoying bodyguard shows up.”I put heels back on, he continued watching me like a pr

Nico — POVA knock sounded at my door.“Come in,” I muttered, lighting a cigarette.I looked up at Jared, one of the few men I trusted.“Did you manage to cover our tracks? And what about the body?” I asked.“We covered the tracks, and the body’s been taken care of,” Jared replied. Then he hesitated. “Are you really going to keep your fiancée alive after what she saw in the basement?”I looked at him. Jared was the only person who dared question my judgment.“Are you saying my decision is irrational?” I asked, taking a drag from my cigarette.“As your best friend, I’m worried this decision is going to come back and bite you in the ass,” he muttered.He dropped onto the couch and leaned his head back with a heavy sigh.“You really hate this woman, don’t you?” he asked.I snapped my head toward him, and he immediately raised both hands.“Relax, dude. I’m just asking. You used to have a thing for her—”“I hate that bitch, Aleena.”“Good to know. For a second, I thought—”I glared at him,