Todos los capítulos de Promised to the Mafia Devil: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Camila’s POVMy alarm dragged me out of sleep.I groaned and reached for my phone.Damn it.I pulled on a dress, fixed my hair, and stared at myself in the mirror. After everything that had happened, I was probably the most hated person at school.Perfect.I hurried downstairs and found Lucia in the kitchen, flipping pancakes over the stove.“Hey, Lucia,” I said while putting on my shoes. “If anyone asks, I’m at school.”She turned toward me. “I thought Dante told you not to go back yet.”“My lip is almost healed.” I forced a smile. “I’ll be fine.”Lucia pointed the spatula at me. “He isn’t going to be happy.”“When is Dante ever happy?”I laughed and stepped outside before she could answer.The walk to school felt longer than usual.By the time I reached the entrance, I could already feel everyone watching me. Conversations quieted as I passed, then started again the m

Camila’s POVI slipped into my heels and checked my reflection one last time.My dress felt too elegant for a night surrounded by criminals, but Lucia had insisted that I look the part.“Camila, we’re ready!” she called from downstairs.“I’m coming!”I grabbed my purse and hurried out of my room.Lucia stood near the entrance, speaking to Dante. His back was turned toward the stairs, which meant he didn’t see me immediately.Lucia looked up first.Her eyes widened, and one hand flew to her mouth.Dante turned around.His reaction was subtle, but I saw it. His jaw loosened, and his eyes swept over me before he quickly looked away.Vittorio noticed.He scoffed and walked outside.Dante followed his father with a cold, warning stare before turning back to me.“Sorry I took so long,” I said, nervously twisting my fingers together.Dante caught my hands.“You annoy me when you

Camila’s POV“Do I have everyone’s attention?”Vittorio’s voice carried across the ballroom.The conversations slowly died down until every person turned toward him.I looked around the room and spotted Elias, Knox, and Luca standing with the women they had brought as their guests.Elias was beside his girlfriend. I remembered him saying that he loved her, and despite everything happening around us, I felt happy for them.Vittorio stepped into the center of the room.“Every person here is connected to the Moretti Syndicate,” he announced. “Some of you belong to the main branch. Others are affiliated with us through business, blood, or loyalty.”His smile widened.“Now, remind me of our most important rules.”The room answered as one.“Mafia before love.”“Mafia before life.”“The only way out is dea

 Camila’s POVDante locked the door after Knox left.For a moment, he remained there with his forehead against the wood, his shoulders tense.“Are you all right?” I asked carefully.He didn’t answer.Then he turned and crossed the kitchen in a few quick strides. His hands settled around my waist, pulling me against him until I could feel the heat of his body.“I’m returning the favor,” he murmured.His mouth touched my neck.My knees weakened as his kisses moved over my skin. I gripped his shoulders, caught between wanting him closer and not knowing what to do with the feelings he awakened in me.“Dante…”He made a low sound against my throat.I pulled back slightly. “Should we stop?”His breathing was uneven. “Do you want to?”I didn’t.The answer frightened me, but I nodded anyway.

Camila’s POVI woke with a violent jolt.My breathing came fast, and sweat dampened my forehead. My heart pounded against my ribs as I stared into the darkness, waiting for my eyes to adjust.I couldn’t remember the nightmare.Maybe that was a blessing.After a few deep breaths, I climbed out of bed and checked the alarm.2:32 a.m.I wiped my forehead with the sleeve of Dante’s sweatshirt and left my room.The estate was silent.Lucia and Vittorio still hadn’t returned from the ball, but I wasn’t worried. The Moretti family owned properties across the country. They could be anywhere.I went to the kitchen and filled a glass with water.“You’re awake.”I jumped so hard that water spilled over my fingers.“Jesus, Dante.”He stood near the window, staring into the dark grounds.“Why are you awake?” he asked.