All Chapters of Mafia Lords: On Knees Begging For Her Forgiveness : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

MilaMy heart thundered in my chest. I was very well aware of the consequences of attending this meeting.But this was my starting point—to force these Mafia families in La Cosa Nostra to take the Russetti name seriously again.I met Luca’s burning gaze. I could tell he wasn’t happy to see me. Neither was Marco.But I didn’t give a damn.Enzo, Paolo, and Vince stayed at the doorway while I proceeded inside with Nadia. Two guards followed behind—one from the Haydens, one from the Malakhovs.I raised my hands, and Nadia did the same.One of the guards started searching me, his hands roaming over every part of my body. These were the rules. No one was exempt from this procedure.Luca’s dark gaze was fixed on me, rage burning in his eyes. His stare followed the guard’s hands as they moved over my body.My arms. My chest. My waist. My thighs. My legs.Then back up again—toward my most private area.Once his hands reached there, Luca snapped. “Enough!” His fist slammed against the table.My

I didn’t turn.I kept my eyes on his reflection, fixing my lipstick like he wasn’t standing there.“You seem bothered, Il Don,” I said calmly.I noticed the slight twist of his lips.Then his fingers suddenly wrapped around my chin, forcing my face toward him.Once our eyes locked—that close—my heart slammed, but I smiled.His eyes darkened, his gaze fixed intensely on my lips.For a second… I thought he would break and kiss me.I waited.But… he smiled. Slow. Dangerous.“Good,” he said.I didn’t understand exactly what he meant.“I like it better this way…” His thumb brushed my lower lip—soft… almost gentle. I didn’t pull away, to show him I wasn’t affected. Not anymore. “...Because when I take everything from you…”His voice dropped to a whisper.“You won’t be able to pretend you didn’t see it coming, Kitten.”I frowned.“Are you threatening me?” My voice hitched.“What did you expect?” he asked, his finger trailing along the edge of my jawline. “To let you destroy everything, Kitte

Luca“I need to race,” I snapped into the phone once Ricardo picked up.“Bad deal?” he asked, genuinely.I opened my car door and got in. “You would never tell,” I said, starting the engine.“Why? What happened?” His voice carried a hint of surprise. “Did they ask for a higher price?”I snarled. “Just meet me at the racing ground.” I hung up and hit the gas.The tires of my BMW 7 Series screeched against the asphalt as I pulled onto the road.My mind drifted to her. Mila. My Mila. My kitten.My feelings for her were getting worse—to the point I hated her… and hated myself.Five years ago, I acted recklessly, accusing her of betrayal—only to discover I was the one who hurt her. Ruined her. Even if it wasn’t intentional.Now… I was afraid of doing the same again. To act recklessly.Her relationship with that fucker, Levi, was like a dagger buried in the middle of my heart. But I had to endure it.My stubid actions pushed her into another man’s arms.And I would take her back.Every time

MilaMy heart thundered in my chest. The sound of his breath sent a dangerous chill down my spine.I tried to turn around, but his arm tightened around me even more.My guards were already circling us, but no one interfered to save Levi. No one dared.Not when I was in Il Cattivo’s grip.“You need to keep this man out of my way, Mila,” he whispered. “Or… I don’t know what I may do to him.”Enzo took a step toward me, but I shot him a glare, stopping him.I knew if he tried something, something bad would happen.“Let go of him, Luca,” I hissed, trying to fight back. “Levi’s not a part of your dirty world.”“My dirty world?” he snorted, then signaled his men. They released Levi. “If you didn’t f*cking kiss him in front of my damn eyes, he wouldn’t be suffering now.”He turned me toward him. “It’s all your fault, kitten.”“What are you doing here?” I snapped, my eyes burning.Lowering my voice, I added, “Why are you in my company?” I didn’t want Levi to hear.“I thought of settling a goo

My head spun. A sniper?My fingers tightened around Angelo’s hand, even though I could barely move under Luca’s weight pressing me down.Chaos erupted around us. Chairs scraped, glass shattered, and people screamed as they rushed toward the exits, their footsteps pounding against the floor like a storm breaking loose.I scanned the area with my eyes, even though I could barely raise my head.Levi… Mama… Papa… Aunt Mirenda… were under the opposite table. Too close. Too exposed to the sniper.Luca’s phone vibrated against my back. He grabbed it instantly, his body shifting just enough to make the table tremble above us.“Don,” Enforcer Silas’s voice came through, sharp and urgent. “Bad news. There are three snipers.” A pause. A tense, heavy silence. “All of them have locked their weapons on…”Luca covered the phone with his hand, and I couldn’t hear the rest.“Mama, and the others?” I asked. My voice came out broken as I saw Papa trying to pull his legs under the table. “Are they safe?”