Novel & Cerita Adored By The Mafia Godfather, My Ex

"Do you know what it means to live with me forever?" I couldn't help the little smirk that pulled at my lips. I leaned forward, completely unapologetic. "Don't worry, I have done my homework. You are in the Mafia, right? First son and heir... and you are a bad guy that has no business going to heaven. Don't worry, I can deal with it." Chad stared at me for a beat, completely stunned, before he suddenly burst out laughing. It was a real, loud laugh that shook his whole chest.

Every single muscle in my back was on fire, a constant, agonizing reminder of the privilege I had so easily discarded. For twenty-six years, my mornings had begun with an espresso delivered to my bedside table in the master penthouse, followed by a casual afternoon reviewing stock portfolios or selecting leather interiors for my imported sports cars. Today, my reality consisted of a plastic tray filled with lukewarm mystery meat and an industrial mop shoved into my blistered hands. "Hey, Hartley! Look at the monitor above the supervisor's booth!" an inmate named Miller shouted from the folding racks, letting out a low, appreciative whistle. "Ain't that your old man's new queen? She’s all ove

His voice pulled me from my reverie, and I jolted back, my heart alert to his inquiries. “It was just an accident, a mistake I live to regret every day and every moment of my life,” I replied bitterly, my tone almost wavering. He turned his head toward me, sitting on my right. He narrowed his gaze, his expression unreadable. “How do you explain the fact that you and your men were actually at the scene if it wasn't for an operation?” he asserted. I grunted. I knew Aaron didn't know the level of atrocities I had committed, nor my secret mafia dealings, which I wouldn’t disclose—at least not yet, and maybe not ever. My coming into his life as a friend was for a motive I was yet to accomplish an

Fred noticed the way his body reacted when he mentioned Mia's name. "So she does mean something to you." Fred sat up and folded his arms, his gaze unfaltering. "Where are you going with this? Why are you so invested in who she is, not me?!" Fred nodded his head absentmindedly. "Who is Mia to you?" "I suspect you two must have been intimate once in the past." "She was my ex-girlfriend." Jason confessed. Fred nodded his head again. "That explains it." "That explains what?!" "...Why your father tortured you so much. He knew you were eventually going to come for the pill." Fred said, his eyes resting on the pouch that lay next to Jason.

I saw the man. Slowly, I smiled. “I’m not a coward either. So let’s do this. I trust you.” Elias’s whole face lit up—like a boy who’d just been handed the world on a silver platter. The King of London… undone by a single yes. … The very next day, he brought me to meet his family. He said he didn’t want to wait another second before introducing me as his girlfriend. I expected icy stares. Formidable mafia types. But instead—his parents were warm, gracious.

“Yes! Your ex and your so-called best friend cheated on you. And his mother enabled it. What did you do to them? Fair game.” I sighed and shook my head. I should’ve felt vindicated… but after Damien’s reappearance, it was different. Now, it felt like he was my karma. “So what are you going to do?” Rafaella asked. “He’s the CEO of Montier Luxuries. You can’t exactly avoid him, Mika.” “That’s exactly my problem. I want to forget all of them. I was happy. I don’t know why he had to come back into my life.”

“You say that like it’s news.” “It isn’t,” I admitted quietly, meeting his gaze. “I just wasn’t sure. But… My ex was a mafia. I could tell with you too. The way you speak. The way people move around you.” For once, Matteo didn’t smirk. He studied me, his silence stretching long enough for me to feel the weight of it pressing down on my chest. Then he gave a single nod, a confirmation without shame. “Yes,” he said simply. “I am.”

As I try to free myself from their grip my body starts to feel weaker and weaker until I faint. ************* (Dimitri P.O.V.) I sigh exhausted. I still can’t believe everything that has happened in just a few hours. Tatiana came back, I almost lost my wife who was escaping to who-knows-where behind my back due to my mother’s lies, and then I found out that Tatiana betrayed me with the son of Alessandro Esposito who is now the new head of the Italian mafia. I can’t believe I was so blind that I never realized my girlfriend was having an affair with Vincent Esposito. I feel like a fool, but I don’t have time to dwell on it, I have to find her as soon as possible. We have been looking for Tati