Sweet Mafia Protector
Mira Writesit took me by surprise the hatred in his eyesforbidden odd melody chapter 20when the family reads the fake heiress' mindsilent horror chapter 253
Vincenzo's POV
The mirror reflected my image with an almost mocking clarity. Black trousers, sleek and tailored, hugging my legs just the right amount. The black jacket? Impeccable. It wasn't just a jacket; it was a statement. A smooth, polished statement that screamed power, control, and ambition. Perfect for tonight, or so I thought. The event was close, and I could already hear the music of the Hell Pit party thumping in the distance, reverberating through the walls of the grand estate. Everyone would be there. Everyone important. And more importantly—Lyra would be there.