Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia Heiress He Let Go : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Valentina's POVI thought I had finally escaped.It had been three years since I left Russia, and for three years, I had managed to live like a normal woman. The smell of coffee and cookies had replaced gunpowder. Rome was supposed to be my fresh start, and at first, it was. Nobody knew my last name. Nobody knew the kind of family I came from. Nobody knew I was Don Vattelli's daughter.I had built a normal life for myself. I had a beautiful apartment with an amazing view of the city, and every evening, I could sit by the window and watch the sunset without wondering who was watching me.For the first time in my life, I had a job I actually loved. I was an art curator at one of the biggest galleries in town, the Faltails Gallery. I had worked hard to get there, and nobody had given me the position because of my father's name.And in six months, I was supposed to marry the man I thought was my dream come true. Daniel.He had walked into the gallery one sunny Tuesday to ask about a paint

Valentina's POVIt had been 32 hours since I had seen the senator get shot, and I hadn't slept.I lay on the couch, staring at the door every few seconds. I hadn't gone to work, and I hadn't left my apartment.I had begged Daniel not to go out—not to go to work—but I couldn't tell him the real reason. I couldn't drag him into this.How was I supposed to tell him that I had witnessed a murder and that the men who killed the senator had seen my face?I couldn't.Suddenly, a knock landed on my door. My heart jumped to my throat.I didn't move.It couldn't be Daniel, he wouldn't knock because he had a key.The knock came again. Then it stopped.I waited, barely breathing.After about some more minutes, it came again.I slowly got up and went to the kitchen. I picked up a butcher knife because if I was going down, I was going down with a fight.I placed the knife behind my back and slowly tiptoed toward the door.I didn't open it immediately."I can hear you breathing, Valentina. Open the

Valentina's POVI lay in bed, staring at the ceiling of a house I had promised myself I would never return to.A life I thought I had escaped three years ago.But maybe no one could truly escape their destiny.And whether I liked it or not, this was mine.The sooner I accepted it, the sooner the pain would stop.I'd been back for three days now, and all I did was wake up every morning, eat a little, take my bath, lie back down on the bed, cry until I fell asleep, then repeat the same thing all over again.But I didn't even know why I was still crying. It wasn't only because of Daniel.Or at least, that was what I kept telling myself.Daniel had betrayed me, but somehow, being back here with Renzo hurt even more. It brought back everything I had spent three years trying to forget.Being in the same house with him was killing me. And the worst part was that I hadn't even seen him properly in three days.I had barely left my room. But his scent was everywhere. His voice. His footsteps. Ev

VALENTINA’S POV How dare he?He thought holding my hand, shedding a few tears and whispering apologies would make me forget what I had seen?After everything he had done tonight?Just when I thought about giving him a chance to explain why he let me go to Russia on my own, he proved once again that I had made the right decision before.It had taken a doctor and two nurses to calm me down. They injected me, making me fall asleep.The moment I woke up, I found my dad right beside me. The dark circles under his eyes told me he hadn’t slept much.The minute our eyes met, he stepped forward to help me up.“Are you okay?” he asked. I remained silent, having no strength in me to speak.“Do you want water?”I nodded slowly.He reached for the glass immediately. I watched him quietly. For the first time, I wondered what my disappearance had done to him. He had all the power to find me no matter where I ran. Yet, he let me stay away for three years.Maybe he knew I needed to leave. He loved me

RENZO*TWO DAYS LATER*“I need you to watch over her,” Don Valetti stated firmly.“She's always been stubborn. I'd rather keep her home, but she insisted on working.”I nodded, listening to him.“You don't have to worry, Don. I’ll keep her safe,” I assured him.He patted my back gently.“I know,” he said. “That’s why I’m putting her in your hands.”His expression hardened.“She’s my daughter, Renzo. Whatever happens, she comes home alive.”The door opened, and Valentina walked in. She wore a simple skirt and a shirt, her black hair pulled into a neat bun.My eyes found her before I could stop them. Her blue eyes met mine, she paused for half a second before looking away.“I'd be taking my leave now, Dad.”She turned to leave, but Don stopped her.“Wait, Valentina, I need to talk to you.”She rolled her eyes, clearly uninterested in what he had to say.“Yes, Dad. I had breakfast and took my medication. Can I leave now?”Don chuckled softly, then shook his head sideways.“No, honey. It's