Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia King's Only Love: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

NICO’S POVEverywhere was quiet.Too quiet.Night had swallowed Dario’s experimental base in a pitch-black cloak, save for the artificial glow of green LEDs and the low, unsettling hum of machines working overtime on sins no one would ever admit to. I moved through the corridor, one foot after the other. The overhead lights buzzed softly. Cameras blinked red in the corners of the ceiling, always watching, always hungry to detect.But I didn’t flinch.My expression was calm, unreadable, like I was just another ghost haunting the hallway.My fingers were cold, shoved beneath my jacket like I was protecting myself from the chill of the vents. But that wasn’t it. No. I was gripping the first batch of evidence Cassandra had smuggled into my hands earlier that night.It was warm still. Records of inhumane trials. The names of test subjects. Documents linking Dario to a high-ranking government official.Proof. Tangible, heavy proof.If I got caught with it, there wouldn’t be questions. Ther

ADRIANO’S POV~The second Nico walked out and the door shut behind him, I turned, left the hallway, and headed straight back into the meeting room.My mind wasn’t here anymore. My soul had been ripped somewhere deep and distant, and the only thing tethering me now was rage. Pure, bitter rage and the image of Cassandra trapped somewhere behind those walls Dario called a “facility.”I waved the families out. “Meeting adjourned. You’ll all be briefed later.”Then I turned and left the room while Salvatore only followed after me.When I returned back to the estate I didn’t eat. I hadn’t changed clothes. I hadn’t even pulled the damn tie from around my neck. My blood was simmering beneath my skin, hot enough to blister. My eyes burned from lack of sleep, but I couldn’t afford weakness. Not now. Not when the woman I swore to protect had been taken from me.Salvatore was already by the monitors in the study room, backlit by the cold glow of satellite images.“Salvatore,” I said. “Start pulli

CASSANDRA’S POVBOOM!The world cracked open.An earsplitting explosion tore through the air, followed by a heavy rumble that made the ground tremble beneath me like the earth itself was groaning in agony. Screams echoed down the corridors. Real screams. From real men. From women who I supposed were the lab personnel that were caught in between cross fire and hadn’t escaped. Gunfire rang out next, in chaotic bursts followed by another explosion so loud I thought the ceiling might collapse over my head.And then it did.Rocks. Stone. Dust.They rained down like a landslide. I screamed, dropped to the cold floor, arms over my head as sparks from the broken lights crackled and snapped, lighting up the smoke that now billowed through the cracks in the door. My heart beat so hard it almost crushed itself against my ribs.What the hell was happening?“FUCK!” Dario’s voice boomed, barely audible over the chaos. He staggered back, staring up at the ceiling like it had just betrayed him.Foots

CASSANDRA’S POV~I hadn’t been myself all morning.After reading that letter… something inside me just splintered. The words kept circling in my head like a vulture. Important information about your father. That was all it took to snatch away my appetite, my sleep, and every damn ounce of peace I’d finally begun to feel again.I didn’t even bother telling Adriano. I couldn’t. If I did, I knew he’d never let me leave the villa. So I ignored the guards yelling after me at the gates and climbed into the back of a taxi with shaking hands and a whisper of an address on my tongue.The ride felt endless.When we finally arrived, I paid the driver and stood there for a long second, just… staring.The greenhouse looked like it had been swallowed by time, half the roof caved in, glass panels hanging crooked like some broken teeth. Ivy and rot clung to every surface, and the air smelled damp. I inhaled. Once. Twice. Three times. Then stepped in.My boots crunched over dried leaves as I entered.

’s POVThe moment I stepped through the gates of Adriano’s villa, an eerie chill brushed over my skin. It was silent. Too silent.No guards at their usual post, no muffled chatter from the maids or clinking of glasses in the kitchen. Just pure silence. My steps faltered as I stepped deeper into the grand, cold space. The air felt… off. Like something was lurking behind the calm, watching me. I swallowed hard, fighting the growing knot in my chest. Maybe they were all dismissed for the day? Maybe they were out back? But I knew better. Adriano never left his house unguarded. Ever.My palms grew clammy as I slowly walked toward the hallway that led to the bedroom. I didn’t make it far.Because Adriano was already there. Standing just at the end of the corridor like he’d been waiting for me all along. His white shirt hugged his body like it was made for him, sleeves rolled slightly at the forearms, top buttons undone, and those black tailored pants clung to his long legs sinfully that ma