All Chapters of The Mafia Heiress He Let Go : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

VALENTINA’S POV I shut my bedroom door behind me and leaned against it, letting out a slow breath. My heart was still beating faster than it should have been.I didn't understand why.I pushed myself away from the door and walked toward my bed. My mind kept going back to breakfast and the strange way I had started feeling around Renzo lately.It annoyed me.Everything about him annoyed me. The way he looked at me, the way he spoke to me, the way he somehow still knew when something was wrong even when I didn't say anything.I sat on the edge of the bed and reached for my phone. Nothing.I checked the bedside table, then my bag.“Oh, God.”I had left it downstairs. I stood up immediately and walked toward the door. I was about to open it when someone knocked.I froze.A second later, the door opened and Renzo stepped inside. My eyes immediately went to his hand.My phone.“You left this downstairs,” he said, holding it out to me.I walked over and took it from him. “Thanks.”He nodde

VALENTINA’S POVThe drive back from the bookstore was quieter than the one going there. I sat beside Renzo with my head against the window, watching the streets pass by.My mind kept going back to the conversation I'd had with him at the bookstore. It wasn't something I wanted to think about too much, but I couldn't help it. For the first time in a long time, Renzo had actually listened to me.He hadn't questioned me about Daniel. He hadn't even tried to make me feel guilty for meeting him. That should have made things easier. Instead, it somehow made everything more confusing.I glanced at him from the corner of my eye. His attention was on the road, his face calm and unreadable like always. I quickly looked away before he could notice me staring.The moment we got home, I headed upstairs. I still had the book from the bookstore in my hand, and I placed it on my bedside table before changing out of my clothes. I was tired, but my mind was too busy for sleep.I had barely sat down when

DON VALETTI’S POV“Don Marco’s men are here.”I looked up from my desk.For a few seconds, I didn't say anything.Then I placed the pen in my hand on the table.“Bring them in.”The guard nodded and left. I leaned back in my chair, my eyes fixed on the door. I already knew why they were here. For the past few days, I had been waiting for this meeting.Don Marco's men had made it clear that they wanted to talk about Valentina. They knew she had witnessed the senator's murder in Italy, and they knew she was now under my protection.I didn't know what they were going to offer. But I knew what they wanted.Silence.The door opened, and three men walked into the room.The man in front was the same one who had contacted me earlier. He stopped in front of my desk and nodded.“Don Valetti.”I pointed toward the chairs.“Sit.”They sat down.I remained in my chair, watching them.The man cleared his throat. “Thank you for agreeing to meet with us.”“You asked for the meeting.”“Yes.”“Then tell

RENZO'S POVThe call came just after ten."There's a car at the gate," the guard said. "Man's demanding to see Miss Valentina."I was already moving before he finished the sentence. "Did he give a name?""Daniel. Says he's her fiancé."My jaw tightened around the word. "Don't let him past the gate. I'm two minutes out."I grabbed my jacket and left the house without saying anything to anyone else. If Don found out before I had a chance to handle it, this would turn into something much bigger than one man showing up uninvited.The night air was cold when I stepped outside. I got in the car and drove straight for the gate, faster than I probably should have.I saw the headlights first. A black car parked just outside the entrance, and two of our guards standing in front of it with their arms crossed.Daniel was out of his car, pacing.I parked and got out slowly, taking my time walking toward them. He spotted me before I said a word."You," he said. "You're the one from her office.""Yo

VALENTINA'S POVI didn't tell my father right away.I told myself I needed time to think it through, but really, I was avoiding the moment his face would change. Dad didn't yell when something worried him. He went quiet instead, and that quiet was worse.By evening I couldn't put it off any longer. Renzo had already made it clear he wasn't going to sit on what we knew."He needs to hear this tonight," Renzo said in the hallway outside my room."I'm going.""Then go."We walked down to the study together. Dad was behind his desk, a glass of wine untouched beside a stack of papers. He looked up the second we walked in, and I could tell from his expression that he already sensed something was wrong."Daniel came to the estate last night," I said. "He showed up at the gate."Dad set his pen down. "When?""Ten o'clock," Renzo answered. "I turned him away before he got past the guards.""And you're telling me a full day later?""I wanted to handle it first," I said."Handle it how?""I met