Alle Kapitel von The Lost Sister (The Lost Sister Series Book 1-3): Kapitel 191 – Kapitel 200

Andros’ P.O.V. Two Months Later It has been two months since Jonathan took his place as The Mafia King. So far things our going great. Coming out of our office I touched the button on my earpiece to get a hold of Analina, she didn’t make it the meeting this morning. {Analina?} {Analina, my goddess are you all right?} (Nothing) {Bruno where is Analina?} {In her wing.} {Ok, thanks, where are you?} {Just outside the door, why?} {We had a meeting this morning and she never showed up.} {I’ll go check on her.} {Ok, I will be right there.} I just get to the stairs when he contacts me. {ANDROS YOU ARE GOING TO GET HERE NOW!!!!} With alarm bells going off in my head I ran to our wing hoping and praying that she was all right. I get there and I am eyeing my surroundings, I finally call out. “BRUNO!!!!” “IN THE BATHROOM!!!” I ran as fast as I could and when I got there nothing could have prepared for what I saw. There she is Analina, my goddess, the

Andros gently guided me toward a smaller gathering near the gallery of ancestral portraits, where Andre—his father—stood with the gravitas of a man who’d seen dynasties rise and fall, yet whose eyes softened the instant he caught sight of us. Dad,” Andros greeted, his tone weaving together affection and old reverence. Andre’s embrace was gruff but warm, his cologne an earthy mix of oak and tobacco that spoke of another era. He stepped back to take us both in, pride flickering across his features. “My son, baby girl—how you shine tonight. It’s good to see you among friends, not just responsibilities.” He nodded toward a tall, broad-shouldered figure with dark hair and a measured gaze—Santos, Andros’ elder brother, whose presence always carried a quiet storm. Santos gave me a rare, gentle smile. “Analina, you’re glowing. I told Andros you’d bring some light to this family. Andros… you surviving all this?” His teasing was soft, but beneath it I heard the concern of years. Before

Analina’s P.O.V. Today, the candles burned brighter, as though determined to push back the darkness that had settled over us. The family gathered early, moving through the house like ghosts. Stavros, Rocco’s father, looked every bit the broken man—a pillar of strength now marred by loss. His hands shook as he straightened his tie, and his eyes were hollow, red-rimmed from sleepless nights and ceaseless tears. Jonathan, my brother and Rocco’s best friend, was a shadow of himself, his bravado stripped away and replaced by a quiet grief that seemed to weigh down every step. Today, the candles burned brighter, as though determined to push back the darkness that had settled over us. The family gathered early, moving through the house like ghosts. Stavros, Rocco’s father, looked every bit the broken man—a pillar of strength now marred by loss. His hands shook as he straightened his tie, and his eyes were hollow, red-rimmed from sleepless nights and ceaseless tears. Jonatha

Analina’s P.O.V. It’s been three months now, almost time for Nico’s and Nero’s fourth birthday and a couple months after that will be Gavins third birthday, good thing it will be here when after the baby is born. We found out that sure enough with my luck we are having a boy, Rocky. Andros wasn’t as keen to the idea of naming after Rocco as I thought. Flashback “My goddess, I am sorry but now that I know that is definitely a boy that we are having I am second thoughts of having him named after another man. I wanted my son to carry out my name you know ‘Andros Lucas Chavez.’ “ “Bit I want him to be named after our savior ‘Rocco Marcus Karno, neither of us would be here if it wasn’t for him. You wouldn’t have anyone to carry out your name if it wasn’t for Rocco and you know it.” “Do you still have to bring it, yes I know I wasn’t strong enough to protect my own family your ex had to do it for me..” “That is not what I am sayin

Santiago’s P.O.V. A few minutes later a doctor came out of Andros’ room and approached us with sadness and sympathy on his face. “Mrs. Chavez?” “Yes?” “I am sorry, we did all we could. Your husband just passed away. Again, I am sorry for your loss.” “NOOOOO…..” I screamed in the middle of the waiting room, Santiago rushed to me and took me into his arms as I cried into his chest. “Santiago you bring her home with you, Diego and Bruno you go with them.” The shook their heads as a worried woman comes rushing into the waiting room. “Santos? Any word?” “”He passed away just a few minutes ago.” “Oh, Santos, Analina I am so sorry.” I just nodded still wrapped up in Santiago’s arms. “I will meet you at the house, I will come home with Holly.” He told us as he held her close to him. Once I got home I followed a running Analina to her wing of the house, only to find her in the bedroom packing. “”What are you doing?” I asked worried.” “I’m leaving, I can’t stay here.” “Where will you s