Semua Bab THE MAFIA KING'S OBSESSION : Bab 41 - Bab 49

LiancaCassian made a call after call as he drove us to the hospital, first to his uncle, then to Marco who tailed us, then to Dominic. Dominic didn’t pick up his call.He also arranged for security to be added to the hospital, for which I was grateful.I tried Bianca twice but never got hold of her. With traffic, by the time we got to the hospital, it was well over an hour later. Cassian’s phone rang once. more just as he parked the car. He checked the display, and I glimpsed the name, It was his father.“I have to take this.”I nodded, opening my door and setting my crutches outside. What a time to sprain my ankle!“Marco,” Cassian called out once Marco had parked his car. “Take Lianca upstairs, and stay with her until I get there.”Marco nodded and took my arm, helping me out of the car.“I got it,” I snapped, hating feeling helpless. I glanced at Cassian, who walked away with the phone to his ear. Marco followed me into the hospital. At the reception, I found out where they had ta

CassianI walked back into the meeting room at my father’s house. About a dozen men were gathered around the table, all family, cousins and uncles. My father raised his eyebrows but didn’t comment on my having left the room to take the call.I hated leaving Lucia alone. She didn’t know to what extent things had progressed in the last twelve hours. Hell, I was shocked to hear it all myself.After I had left Dominic’s house, my father had apparently gone ballistic on my brother. Roman filled me in on the details. Franco had been furious with Dominic. So much so that he had apologized to Natalie himself. I knew he was going to her house to make sure she knew he would protect her, but to apologize? That wasn’t Franco Benedetti’s style.He had also stationed men at her house when she had refused to come to the city with him and stay at his house until things settled. She’d had no choice in the matter. He w

CassianLianna sat silently beside me.“What is it?” I asked after a few minutes.“Effie is Dominic’s daughter Bianca confirmed it.”“I’m not surprised.”“They fell in love, Cassian. They were young and just fell in love. You were right in what you thought. That’s why Papa sent her away, disowning her.He gave her an ultimatum: abort or leave. She left.”I remained silent, understanding a little more of Bianca. I’d pegged her to be a hateful, power hungry bitch. She might well be, but she was also stronger than i gave her credit for.“Dominic was supposed to tell your father, but he never did.”I glanced at Lianna. “I can’t say I’m surprised.”“He let her go all alone.” Lianna looked off into the distance. “He sent her money, though.” She rolled her eyes.“Lianna.” I don’t know why I felt the need to defend Dominic. I wasn’t really; I just needed to explain how things were at our house. How my father was. “My father is a very domineering man. When we were kids, Sergio was the only one

CassianA hand on both our shoulders. “I’m having someone pick Dominic up and bring him here.”“Where is he?” I asked.“He has a bar he likes to go to.”Roman didn’t expound on that, and I left it alone.“He’s got some explaining to do, that fucking bastard,” Franco said. “Cancel the meeting. I’ll deal with my son myself. You deal with the DeMarco cunt, and Pagani will deal with his son.” He rose to his feet. “I’m fucking tired. You called me here for this bullshit?”“Sit down,” I spoke quietly, not rising but remaining where I sat, feeling more in control than I ever had in my life. I knew what I wanted, what I needed to do. It would all truly end tonight.“Be careful, son,” he said, but he lowered himself back down into his chair.“We are dealing with this publicly. We are forgiving what’s

Lianna"Cassian, no!”I held his face with one hand and pressed my other hand to the place on his side that wouldn’t stop bleeding. I kissed him. Kissed him and kissed him.When I tried to push the hair back from his forehead, I left blood in its place. His blood. God, there was so much of it. Too much.“Don’t die.”He hadn’t promised me that. He’d made me three promises, but he had never promised me he wouldn’t die.I’d never asked him to promise that. I’d never“Don’t die,” I whispered just to him.He was too still, and when my sister touched my shoulder, and I looked up at her through the blur the haze of my tears caused, I sucked in a trembling breath.Her face, the look in her eyes, telling me it was bad.“There’s a helicopter on its way to take him to the hospital,” she whispered, kneeling down beside me, holding me when I turned my attention back to him.They would take him away. They would take him away, and I would never see him again. Why did they do that? Why did they take