All Chapters of The Abused Daughter is a Mafia Princess : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Alina’s POVRoman leaned forward in his chair, his gaze travelling across the boardroom, “Now that we have heard Ms. Voss's answers, I believe it's time we made a decision. All those in favour of appointing Alina Voss as the next CEO of AV, raise your hands and state your position.”The table was silent for a while, each board member looking at each other. It was a tough decision to make and they were visibly evaluating between me and my father. After a while, Fred was the first one to speak up, “I support her appointment. Her approach to financial management is practical, and I believe she understands the importance of sustainable growth rather than short-term profits.” He raised his hand in confidence, draining the colour from my father’s face.“I support her as well.” Another voice chimed in and this time it was Calvin, “She understands that a company is only as strong as the people working in it, and I believe she will bring a much-needed change in leadership.” Vikram nodded befo

Alina's POVIt had been three days since I last saw Roman Carusso, and in those three days, I had managed to accomplish quite a lot. The paperwork was finally complete, the transfer of shares had been formalised, and AV was officially under my control. I should have been celebrating, but instead, I found myself wondering why the most irritating man on the planet had suddenly decided to stop irritating me. It wasn't as though I missed him. Absolutely not. I had more important things to worry about than a certain overconfident mafia heir who thought calling me 'Colombina' was a personality trait. It was just that I had grown so accustomed to him appearing out of nowhere, teasing me, arguing with me and generally making a nuisance of himself that his sudden absence felt strange. I hadn't received a single call or message from him in three days. Not even one of his ridiculous texts. I didn't know whether to be relieved or offended, and I wasn't about to ask him which one he intended to ac

Alina’s POVRebecca stared at me as though I had just announced that I intended to burn the entire building down. Her fingers tightened around the edge of the table, and for a moment, she simply looked at me, waiting for the punchline. When none came, she let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh, turning towards the others as though she expected them to share her amusement.“Wow. You are firing me just because I voiced my opinion? Is this a company or a dictatorship?”Nobody answered her, so she took that as permission to continue. A man seated near the windows lowered his pen onto his notepad, while the woman beside him adjusted the papers in front of her, suddenly finding them far more interesting than the argument unfolding across the table.“Unbelievable. We spend years building this company, keeping it running through every crisis, and this is how we're treated? The new CEO walks in, throws her weight around, and expects everyone to bow down because she's got her name on the door.”“M

Alina's POVBy the time I returned to my cabin, the headache I had been fighting all afternoon had settled behind my eyes. I dropped my handbag onto the sofa and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, desperate for a few minutes without someone asking me to sign something.A knock interrupted me and I lazily answered, “Come in.”David stepped inside, holding his hands together in front of him. He looked nothing like the stern man who had spent the morning defending Rebecca. His tie was loosened, and the lines around his mouth had softened.“Alina, I wanted to apologise for my behaviour earlier. I judged you without knowing the entire situation, and that wasn't fair.”I turned towards him, “It's alright, David. Really.”“No, it isn't.” He shook his head. “I have worked with your father for years. I suppose I let my loyalty to him get in the way of seeing things objectively.”I gestured towards the chair across my table, and he sat down while I settled into my chair.“I respect you

Alina’s POV“Then one kiss shouldn't be difficult, should it, Colombina?”I stared at Roman, wondering how one man could be so infuriatingly arrogant. He stood close enough that I could see the amusement flickering in his dark eyes, his earlier anger now replaced by the smug satisfaction of someone who believed he had finally cornered me.“You are delusional.”“Perhaps.” His gaze dropped to my lips, “But you still haven't kissed me.”“Because you are blackmailing me!”“I am offering you a deal.”“A deal? You are threatening to take over my company unless I kiss you. That sounds more like extortion.”“Call it whatever you like, baby. I am still waiting.”I shoved his chest, and he caught my hand before I could pull away. A low laugh escaped him, and I glared at him so fiercely that anyone else would probably have reconsidered their life choices.“Let go of me.”“Ask nicely.”“Go to hell.”“After the kiss.”I was about to give him a piece of my mind when a deafening gunshot shattered the