Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia Don's Redemption : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Matteo"You have some explanations to do."I had never expected to be back at the Nevarro Estate for any reason for a very long time.Or until I received news that Pedro Nevarro was dead.The sun was barely visible when I left the safe house, casting long shadows across the gravel driveway as I pulled up in front of the massive mansion. The place I grew up in, the place where my father dug his claws into Valentina...Even remembering those moments and words was enough to make me see red."Isabella was still the better choice."I stepped out of the car, the weight of what was to come heavy on my shoulders. My father's presence, his whore of a wife's aggravating smile, along with the rest of the family, awaited me. Since I was never one to back down from a challenge, it took me a while to notice that after everything that had happened, it felt like I was stepping into the Lion’s den.Marrying Valentina instead of Isabella was never in their plans. Isabella was my betrothed - the one fa

Valentina."Handle him losing the Mafia Don title because he got married to you."The silence that followed Ethan's words was deafening.My heart pounded in my chest, and I stared at Matteo, waiting for him to deny it, to say something - anything - that would make it all make sense.Matteo's eyes were locked onto mine, but there was no panic, no surprise - just that cold, calculating look he always had when he was trying to be in control.None of his warmth.My stomach churned."Is that true?" I whispered the question, scared of what I might hear.Matteo remained silent, his jaw clenched. Ethan, on the other hand, shifted uncomfortably, glancing between us as if regretting his words, but the damage had already begun.I could feel the ground beneath me crumbling, the walls of whatever fragile trust Matteo and I had built starting to collapse.He didn't even deem me fit enough to know the events that happened in his life."Why can't you talk to me?" I demanded, my voice rising now. "Why

Matteo."I'm back."The sound of Valentina's voice followed by the door shutting with a heavy thud, the sound echoing through the small safe house was enough to calm my nerves.From my quiet spot in the kitchen, I watched Ethan and Valerie exchange a quick glance before they left, locking the door behind them.Fuck.I knew their plan.Leaving Valentina and me alone, space to talk about our issues.I ran a hand through my hair as I stared at the empty space they left behind. Valentina stood close to the window, her back to me, her arms wrapped around herself like a shield.It took her less than an hour to return after I sent Jackson to retrieve her himself.The silence between us was unbearable, thick with the weight of everything unsaid.I wasn't sure what to do, what to say. I had never been good with apologies, and the idea of laying myself bare to her.... it terrified me in ways I couldn't explain.But I had run out of options.I couldn't keep pushing her away. I couldn't keep pret

Matteo"And then we'll bring her back."The final phase.The drive to the family estate where Luca was currently residing felt like a slow crawl into the mouth of hell. Valentina sat beside me in the car, her fingers tapping anxiously on the armrest.Every muscle in my body was tense, my knuckles white as I gripped the steering wheel, trying to maintain some sort of control.Luca Nevarro.The name tasted bitter on my tongue. Like poison. I knew my brother was as dangerous as they came, more dangerous than anyone realized.He was one of the reasons why I moved out of the old estate early.And now, there was a real possibility that he was involved with Isabella’s disappearance. If that was true, then everything had just gotten worse.Luca wasn't someone you confronted.He wasn't someone you just confronted. He wasn't the type of man who did something just for the sake of doing it.Still, I wasn’t going to let that stop me. Not this time.Valentina hadn't said much since Jackson showed u

Valentina."I'm so sorry." I whispered, placing a kiss on his cheek.The moon hung low, its silver light barely breaking through the canopy of trees as I made my way down the forest path.The same path I took the night when I ran away from Matteo.Every step seemed to echo in the silence, the crunch of leaves beneath my boots, the only sound accompanying the rapid beating of my heart. I kept glancing over my shoulder, feeling the weight of unseen eyes watching me.But I was alone.At least, I hoped I was.I had no idea if he would be there tonight. But desperation had a way of twisting your instincts, pushing you into trusting people you had no business even knowing.The man from the woods. That’s who I was meeting tonight.I ran into him a few days ago during a moment of weakness when I needed to clear my mind from the mess of Matteo's secrets and protectiveness. He knew something about my sister.I needed to know what it wasI hoped I didn't make a mistake coming back to this place.