All Chapters of Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

His raging gaze demanded an answer. “That you are ready to defy me without even thinking of the consequences?”Rosa closed her eyes, fighting a fierce internal battle not to let his words make her lose her temper.“He is my son’s doctor, and a good man. So I don't see any problem with talking to him or being friends with him,” she countered through clenched teeth. “And for your information, nothing is going on between us that is unethical. So get it through your filthy mind that a relationship between a man and a woman isn't always what your sick brain thinks it is.” “Rosie, I know exactly how sick a man's brain can be,” he retorted, his voice dropping an octave. “Don't think for a second that he thinks any differently.”“Oh God, Luciano… I know him, and he isn't like you!” she threw back at him.Luciano met her furious gaze dead-on, his eyes narrowing to slits. “Okay, then tell me—what exactly were you doing in his office? Did you go there just to invite him to our wedding?”His tone

Rosa had been holding Renzo’s hand throughout the entire sedation process. At first, the little boy had been terrified, tears streaming down his face as the bright, sterile room and the masked doctors overwhelmed him. But then Samuele pulled down his mask, showing his face to the boy, and promised him he was completely safe, reminding Renzo that he was the one personally doing the treatment, so there was no need to worry. Rosa, too, did her absolute best to coax him, whispering soothing words until the boy finally calmed down, stopped crying, and lay still on the bed so the anesthesiologist could begin working. She never let go of his tiny hand, holding it tight until his eyes grew heavy and he drifted off to sleep. Normally, hospital protocol required parents to leave the room once the sedation took effect. But because Rosa had stayed by Renzo's side for every single one of these procedures, Samuele always allowed her to remain in the room—it was their normal routine, and no one ev

Luciano unlocked his phone and held the screen directly above Renzo’s face. Renzo’s eyes immediately locked onto the light. His little thumb swiped across the screen, searching through the downloaded videos until he found his favorite one, instantly tuning out the rest of the room.With her son thoroughly occupied by the cartoon, Rosa silently mouthed to Luciano that she was going to go find the nurse. Luciano gave her a sharp nod, keeping his arm steady over the bed.Rosa stepped out to the nurse's station, informing them that Renzo was fully awake and alert. "Is he allowed to have some juice?" she asked anxiously.The nurse looked up from her computer and gave an approving smile. "He can have a few sips of clear juice," she murmured, reaching into a small medical fridge to hand Rosa a tiny plastic carton. "But remember, he must stay completely flat. Use a flexible straw so he doesn't have to lift his neck."Rosa stopped by the hospital canteen to pick up a small plastic cup of apple

“I didn't let him watch anything. He just chose that cartoon himself,” Luciano mumbled defensively.But this time, his tone was a little colder, quieter. The fight was leaving him. Inside, he was still reeling as a sharp pang of regret sliced through his heart. He had always thought that providing for her, giving her unlimited money, was enough to show he cared. But just now, he realized she didn't want his money. She wanted more. She wanted his effort. She wanted his attention, his time, and all of him.If he was so certain that she was his life and his world, then why hadn't he made her feel that way? Why hadn't he made sure she knew she was the center of his universe—in every way, at all times, in every single situation, and under any condition? That he only wanted her. He just wanted her to be happy. “Then you should pay attention to what he is watching. These days, cartoons are becoming pure nonsense,” Rosa grumbled, stepping closer. “Here, hold this.”She handed Luciano the glas

“Okay,” he said simply. “Anything you say.”He leaned in again, but Rosa’s brow furrowed, her hand remaining firmly pressed against his chest to hold him back.“I am listening, baby,” he whispered, completely ready to agree to whatever she demanded as long as she was willing to exchange vows with him. But when Rosa remained silent, her expression hardening with frustration, Luciano sighed. He slowly pulled away, straightening his posture to sit up fully, and then helped Rosa adjust so she was sitting up straight beside him.They sat face-to-face on the sofa.“So, I have some conditions,” she started.Luciano nodded, but then his hands moved to her thighs, smoothly pulling her onto his lap so she was straddling him.“I haven’t finished yet,” Rosa whined.“Then continue. Who is stopping you?” he replied simply and his voice was thick and husky. When she narrowed her eyes at him in exasperation, he chuckled deeply. “I can't bear the distance, baby.”Rosa rolled her eyes before she continu