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Mafia’s Property. AUTHOR’S NOTE.
Hi, y'all. Happy new month💗! I know chapter updates have been on hold for over a week now, and I sincerely apologize for that 🙏 I needed some time off for school and other stuff, but I'm back now. Updates resume any day from now, thank you so much for your patience💗And for the repeated chapters, I'm sorry and I will make it up to you. I do not take your support for granted 🥹💗 Love y'all 🫶🏻
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-13Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Two (Edited)
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-TWO: Gianpaolo's POV:I watched with great satisfaction as blood oozed from the spot where I stuck my knife into Carlo's side and I twisted the weapon once more for the fun of it. My eyes flicked up to his face just in time to see that smug looking face crumple with pain and in the same second, a loud crash bounced of the walls of the building.“What the hell do you think you're doing?!” I heard Alessandro hiss just as I turned my attention to Carlo's whore who was now on the floor, still trapped in a chair. So she wasn't just a whore but a nuisance too? Great. “Alessandro, get that bitch in order!” I ordered and he quickly moved to obey. I watched him lift her up and she snarled at him, “Traitor!” “Shut your mouth or this could end very quickly for you!” “Don't you dare lay a hand on her!” Carlo growled and I was surprised at how much strength he still had despite the fact that I stick had my knife in his guts.This motherfucker must really care for
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-24Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Three (Edited)
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-THREE: Gianpaolo's POV: SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD….“It's been confirmed,” The doctor said with an unreadable expression on his face as he watched my new bride and childhood friend, Sofia. Her soft hand grabbed my mine tightly, nervousness clear as day as we awaited the doctor's diagnosis.She'd been feeling unwell lately and just last night, she came down with a high fever prompting my father to send for a doctor. I squeezed her hand back in a gentle reassurance while my heart thumped away behind my ribcage. “So?” I urged. “Tell us.” He broke into a blinding grin as he moved closer, holding his hand out to me which I took regardless of the confusion clouding my head. “Congratulations,” he said in a loud steady voice as he fixed his gaze back on Sofia. “You're pregnant Mrs Ravazzani.” Sofia let out a surprised gasp as I whispered, “Pregnant?” Warmth spread across my chest as I held the doctor's gaze.“Yes,” he nodded, still smiling. “She is with child.” I c
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-03Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Four: Amora?¿
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-FOUR: Gianpaolo’s POV: PRESENT…I had taken the next available flight back to Italy, I told myself it wasn't possible. When Rafael mentioned that it was Carlo who did it, it was harder to believe.Sure, we'd stopped talking for over two years but that didn't mean he'd betray me. That was what I thought until I was back home and I saw for myself that my father had been tortured and shot dead along with his men, our main mansion burnt and brought to the ground with workers, maids, and my Sofia and Amora…I'd been frozen to a spot, I couldn't move for hours, crying as I lay next to what looked like her remains. I was a coward.I should have moved then, found that bastard, and made him pay but Rafael said I would have only lost my life since Carlo was really powerful at that time, so powerful he'd taken his father down too… That day, I died along with Sofia and our daughter. I'd spent everyday for the past fifteen years living in pain, anger, hate….wanting
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-03Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Five: Rescued.
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-FIVE: Carlo’s POV:BAAANG!!! BANG!!! The piercing sound of gunshots made my ears ring for seconds straight, the suddenness of the loud noises was enough to disorient my previously messed up, confused mind and every other person in the building.One minute, Gianpaolo was driving his fist into me, and the next I’d fallen hard on my knees as his men roughly shoved me, reaching for their guns at the sudden attack.Pain shot through my body as gunshots rang out but my first instinct was to reach for Natalia. With every man distracted and fighting off the intruders—which I was sure was Enzo and some of my men—I got to my feet, ignoring the blinding pain at my side to reach for her.She was still strapped, unmoving despite the chaos around us. If I didn't see that her eyes were still open, I would have thought she'd passed out. My body screamed at me as I made sharp, quick movements, making sure to stay out of the way to avoid bullets hitting while I reached f
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-05Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Six: The Truth or Not?
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-SIX: Carlo's POV: 2:56 amMOMENTS LATER…“It was as I suspected,” Camilla said as she walked into my office, closing the door behind her. “She was exhausted and just needed to rest—which she is currently doing in her room.” Relief washed over me.“...She is fine and the baby is too. But still unconscious.” Her eyes dropped to my side where I was currently stuffing cotton wools to keep the bleeding in check and she winced. “Seriously? That could get infected!” “That's what I told him,” Enzo said with a sigh. “But as usual, he's always too stubborn to listen.” “I'm fine,” I gritted but she was already moving towards me with her travel pack medical bag, a frown marring her features. “It isn't the first time I've been wounded.” This time, her glaring eyes pinned me to a spot. “Doesn't mean you're immune to an infection or dying from blood loss!” Then she paused, taking a deep breath to calm herself as she busied herself with the stuff to treat my wounds.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-05Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Seven: The Truth or Not? (2)
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-SEVEN: Carlo's POV: No.I refuse to believe it!“It could still be a coincidence!” Enzo cut in sharply, but even his words didn't sound convincing enough and from his expression, he didn't believe his words too.“It is too much of a coincidence,” Camilla pointed out and I hated her for it. “So what happens now? What is the way forward?” She slapped a hand to her forehead looking visibly distraught. “Poor Natalia, she's caught in between this mess! She'd never forgive you!” Enzo jumped to his feet. “It wasn't Carlo's fault,” he jumped in to defend me. “He didn't know Gianpaolo had a baby and honestly, Gianpaolo deserved everything Carlo had done to him in the past. He and his father brought the war on themselves!” Camilla sighed exasperatedly, a look of pity on her face. “Of course, I know that! I hate the bastard too but would Natalia understand that?” She paused. “Scratch that. Natalia doesn't have to understand and she has every right to be mad as muc
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-05Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Eight: Gianpaolo & Carlo.
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-EIGHT:Carlo's POV: ‘He's demanding to see his daughter.’ My back stiffened, jaws tightening at that statement. I wasn't foolish, I'd expected this after what went down but hadn't expected it to happen sooner. Expecting it hadn't also prepared me for it either.“Let's go then,” I forced out eventually, already striding across to the door without glancing back at Natalia's sleeping form. For some reason, my heart told me it was better that way.The walk down to the entrance of my house shouldn't have seemed as awfully long as it did, it shouldn't make my guts twist and coil with nerves but it did. When was the last time I'd felt this way about being summoned?Right. When father was alive. And somehow, Gianpaolo got to invoke that feeling in me. “Damn you all the way to hell, stronzo!” I hissed under my breath feeling irritation coursing through me as I pushed the large doors open, stepping out with Enzo right behind me…And there he was… all emotions on
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-06
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Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred & Thirty-Four:
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & THIRTY-FOUR: Luca's POV: FLASHBACK..THE PREVIOUS DAY…Taking my phone out, I typed out one last text message and I hit send.I stared at the text I'd just sent to Enzo.Me: I know who shot Gianpaolo. Call me.As I waited for a reply or his call, I had time to reflect on my decision. There was no going back now. I thought as I drove back home.I was being fooled by Angela and it had to stop. I loved her. I really did but I know better now…She didn't love me. Not one bit.I was nothing but a tool and yes, years ago, when it all started, I knew our relationship was forbidden but something about the genuine love and care she'd shown me made me say, ‘fuck it.’ There was a time where I thought only she understood me. That her love was special. Sure, papà loved me, zia too but with Angela, it had been different. I'd shared my problems with her and she'd done the same. She'd told me the story about her mother's death and I really wanted to make amends, for her s
Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred &Thirty-Three:
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & THIRTY-THREE: Luca's POV: She barely had time to register what was going on as both men bound her arms at her back and she spat at Enzo. “You slimy bastard! You could have just killed me!” He shrugged, shoving his gun back into his pocket. “I already told you,” he smiled cruelly. “Death for you, is mercy. When Carlo hears about everything Luca and I have to say to him? It's going to be so much fun.”“Fuck you!” He jutted his chin. “Take her to the car.” “Yes, boss.”“Fucking bastards!” She yelled, kicking her feet as the men held on to her tightly. “Spineless piece of shit, Luca!” I felt my heart squeezed. But it was okay. I was okay.I did the right thing.I DID THE RIGHT THING.So why does it hurt?“...That's why I never loved you!! Never man enough!! Never ever useful!!! Too weak! Too pathetic! Too—”“You're disgusting, Angela,” Enzo cut her insults off. “You're the pathetic one, Angela. He was a fucking child!!” He barked and I flinched, clamping my l
Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred & Thirty-Two
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & THIRTY-TWO:Luca's POV:The look on her face was almost comical if the situation wasn't already crazy.She looked beyond shocked, disbelief written on her face and it just showed how little she rated me. Well, not anymore.It hurt, I wouldn't lie. It does but fuck it.In seconds, she schooled her features, putting on that mastery art of hers… “Sir, I think you have me mistaken, I'm not Angela,” she tried to give a sign, her eyes pleading with mine as a fake smile stretched her lips. “And if you'll excuse me, I have other patients to attend to.” She tried to move but Enzo stepped forward. “Take off that bloody wig, bitch!!” His voice was a deep, dangerous command, at this point, he didn't need to pull out a gun to inflict fear… His aura was enough.But then, Angela was no easy opponent. Of course, she didn't back down, she kept that smile still in place her eyes darting between Enzo and I like we were crazy.“I'm sorry,” she let out a small laugh. “Why am I being
Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred & Thirty-One: Angela's Mission (2)
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & THIRTY-ONE: Angela's POV: The closer I got to VIP ward 305, the more the pounding of my heart increased.It was now or never.This was dangerous. I knew that but it was worth the risk. I knew to expect at least at least a guard or three surrounding his room but I wasn't trained in martial arts for the sake of it and I could be sly as fuck. What's a bunch of guards that I couldn't take on?Hopefully, it doesn't get to that and I wouldn't be needing to fight. I was in a nurse's attire, hopefully, I'm unrecognized. Even my eyes were brown, instead of blue. It should work.Turns out, Gianpaolo's room wasn't just along the others in the hallway, you had to take a turn, just a bit by the right.Wow.They must have really wanted him safe, I scoffed to myself.Just as I turned right and noticed the room, there on the mini waiting chair was a guard who looked tired from fighting sleep but awake. To his left were three cups of coffee, leftover food—he wasn't alone.Where
Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred & Thirty: Angela's mission
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & THIRTY: Angela's POV: THE NEXT NIGHT…2:08 PMSurprisingly, it had taken Luca a few hours to get me the address, ward and time of the nurses and doctor's routine. Guess he was not so useless after all.Turns out the hospital was one of the most popular in the country. They were really hiding in plain sight. I took out my binoculars, getting ready to get my job done. Thankfully, it was one of those gigantic buildings with windows EVERYWHERE.I adjusted my binoculars, squinting to get a good view and make sure my plan is perfect and fool proof. I mustn't make mistakes this time.The hospital came into a clearer view right before my eyes. I noticed there were fewer nurses at the reception—about four or five, two are currently fighting and failing to keep their eyes open behind the desk and I scoffed. I raised the binoculars to the first floor—completely empty. The third—I could see a nurse and a doctor…wait… are they about to fuck? Whatever.I moved my attention
Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred & Twenty-Nine: One Last Text.
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & TWENTY-NINE:Natalia's POV: My stomach was in painful knots as the doctor led us to his room. My hands felt clammy, and my legs felt weak but I kept moving. According to the doctor, we weren't allowed to see him yet but we could just take a glance through the windows and that was okay for me for now, I guess.I don't know if Carlo noticed my uneasiness; his hand squeezed mine a bit tighter, as if grounding me and I was grateful for it.We got to the window and I couldn't hold back the single tear that rolled down my cheek as a small gasp pushed past my lips. I was vaguely aware of Carlo's arm coming around my shoulders as I stared at Gianpaolo— my father.The number tube, IVs, had my heart sinking and I stifled a sob, a big bandage went around his head and machines I've never seen before— “Oh God,” I let out a sob, my chest heaved as I tried to swallow my cries. I promised to be strong. I will be strong.My eyes burned with hot tears as I stared at his motionle
Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred & Twenty-Eight: Disturbance.
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & TWENTY-EIGHT:Carlo's POV: The doctor had said the exact thing Enzo had said. He'd asked that we hoped and prayed. ‘Prayed.’I haven't done that in fucking ages. Where do I start from? And in my experience, it usually goes unanswered. But the way things were going, I didn't mind going down on my knees and trying again. Praying in hope that Gianpaolo makes it out alive.He has to. Not quite long after, Natalia had regained consciousness. Camilla assured me that it was nothing serious, apart from the detected low sugar level which made me frown. Haven't they been watching her diet? Giving her the best meds? And then I thought back to the incident in the last few days. No one around here has had it easy so I brushed it aside and asked that they recommended the right food and all and got my own copy of the list the doctors had made so I could also monitor her feeding and the rest.Soon after Camilla had cleared her, she was up on her feet and asking to be tak
Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred & Twenty-Seven:
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & TWENTY-SEVEN: Natalia's POV: ‘...He's fighting for his life.’I swayed on my feet, suddenly lightheaded as my chest wound up so tight no air escaped or came in. My vision blurred but I could feel hands trying to steady me.I… I only just got him back.Why?Why?!!!!Why me all the time!?!?What if he dies? WHAT IF HE DIES?!Oh God. Oh God. Which superior being's meal had I pissed in before I was born? Why was I allowed happiness for a fleeting second only to watch it being snatched away?! And… and… Gianpaolo? My heart ached. He's only just met me too! I heard muffled voices around me but I couldn't seem to concentrate. I knew I was panicking but I couldn't do anything about it.Fuck. Fuck.I can't have a panic attack now. My… my baby. It will upset them….I tried to claw my way back to sanity but my throat ached, my chest felt like it trapped air in it and I couldn't fucking breathe.Now, I was panicking because I thought I was killing my baby.I was desper
Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred & Twenty-Six: Enzo’s News.
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & TWENTY-SIX: Carlo’s POV: Something about the urgency of Enzo’s voice made my stomach tighten and beside me, I could feel Natalia go stiff. What could be the problem now? “…Look, if he's upset again, I can go speak with him, there’s no need for trouble,” Natalia said from beside me, already making a move to slip out of bed when I shook my head. “Don’t worry, there will be no trouble,” I assured her. I had no intention of fighting with the man. Still, I wasn't going to hug and kiss his cheeks and make up but for her, I’m willing to act civil. She eyed me with uncertainty and concern. “Are you sure? You heard Enzo, he says there's a problem.”“Doesn’t mean I’ll let it escalate,” I replied calmly. “Come on now, let’s freshen up and we can deal with whatever afterward—”“But, Carlo—”“We reek of sweat and sex, we should clean up before solving whatever the problem is,” I urged and then turned to the door with a louder voice. “Enzo, we’ll be down in ten min—”“Fi
