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Chapter 79
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The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 80
As the evening light fills the room, I sit by the window, drawn to the twinkling stars in the darkening sky. It's hard to put into words, but there's this deep longing in my heart that reaches my core. I miss my little one so much, resting up there in heaven.The depth of this longing is profound—a yearning for the moments we never shared, the laughter that never echoed in our home, and the tender touch I never felt. Dreams held dear, lullabies left unsung, and the boundless love I wished to shower upon my child linger as unfulfilled aspirations.My arms ache to cradle my baby close, to feel that cherished weight against my chest. I yearn to behold that tiny face, to witness the innocence in those eyes, and to shower gentle kisses upon that angelic forehead.There are no memories to cling to, only an overflowing heart of love with nowhere to pour. Each passing day feels like a silent tribute to a life woven briefly into mine, leaving an indelible mark that time cannot erase.In moments
Last Updated : 2023-11-30The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 81
Sitting in the serene garden, the gentle rustling of leaves and the sweet scent of flowers filled the air as I shared a heartfelt moment with my mom. The sunlight streamed through the branches, casting a warm glow over our conversation."Mom, I've always wondered—what was it like giving birth to me?" I asked, curiosity tinged with a sense of awe. I have always wondered about that A soft smile graced her lips as she glanced at me, her eyes reflecting a wealth of memories. "Oh, dear, giving birth to you was one of the most incredible moments of my life. It's difficult to put into words.""I can only imagine," I replied, leaning in with eager anticipation. A smile made its way to my lips. "Please, tell me."Her gaze turned reflective as she recalled that significant moment. "There's this intense mix of emotions—excitement, nervousness, and this profound sense of responsibility. The anticipation of finally meeting you was overwhelming.""I bet it was," I said, hanging onto her every word.
Last Updated : 2023-11-30The Mafia's Wild Flower announcement
good morning everyone i apologize for the repeated chapters it was a mistake i didn't mean to post it but i can not also delete it so i updated the chapter again but the revision was not yet made . i have been waiting for the modification to be approved by the editorial team but since thursday there was still no update from them (even until now) and so i apologize for the inconvenience i am causing you all for the wrong chapters. i sincerely apologize and promised that it will not happen again. until then please continue supporting this book because i have surprises waiting for you all . again thank you so much for supporting me and this book , i love you all keep safe always.
Last Updated : 2023-12-04The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 82
"You know how much I hate it when you make me wait for you to say the next words. It makes me fucking anxious, Khein," I said through gritted teeth. Through my narrowed gaze, I gave him my deadliest glare.He gulped. There was a thick tension between us, an unspoken thought that seems to be suffocating us to death. I was mad at him. I was mad because how dare him get into my life again after I practically pushed him away and flew across the country so that I could avoid him. How dare him to come and see me when the sole reason why I avoided him in the very first place is because I thought it would be the best for us.I cared for him, genuinely. So if leaving him is the only possible way to save him from his tragic end, then so be it. I no longer care about myself, about my feelings towards him. Because if I truly care, then I wouldn't hesitate to leave. Then so I did.However, what's even the difference between leaving him and trying to save him if he himself had a death wish? I feel l
Last Updated : 2023-12-05The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 83
"Indeed, it was... painful. So painful to the point that I could no longer live the same way without you. But you know what? I've also learned something." I bit my lower lip as it trembled. Taking a deep breath, I prepared myself for what I was gonna say. "When I finally decided to leave you... My mind was already fixed with the idea that it might be a good thing for me to grow up on my own. I have never really been able to express myself as I was. I've always try and act as if I am happy with the way I was living with you back then—""Aren't you?" his voice broke. I looked at him and saw his face contoured with pain. My heart clenched."I was genuinely happy..." I whispered. "I was happy during the time I spent with you. I was happy. I was in love. I was at my happiest moment of my life. B-But..." my voice cracked as I felt my tears began to stream down my face. "Although I was happy... at some point, I wasn't..." I flashed a sad smile. Khein's features contorted with an anguish I c
Last Updated : 2023-12-07The Mafia's Wild Flower announcement!
Good day to everyone right there! I have great news to break for y'all! You can now re-read the chapters from chapter 78 until chapter 81 because it was already revised. Sorry for the confusion! I was focused on writing these days that I got the chapters mixed up when updating, and accidentally posted the future chapter before the supposed chapter on that specific event in the story, but don't worry y'all! You weren't spoiled that much! hehe! I will be posting a chapter a day from now on so stay tuned for more updates! comment down your thoughts and don't forget to enjoy! always be happy and may you always have a blessed heart!And also, I would like to use this platform to spread awareness of the current war in other countries. my heart breaks every time I think of those people affected, and if you guys could offer them help, it would be highly appreciated! A PRAYER IS ALREADY A HELP! so please Pray for their lives :>love y'all!
Last Updated : 2023-12-08The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 84
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped the cozy ambiance of the old-fashioned café, luring me into a nostalgic trance. Lost in the confines of my thoughts, I sat at the corner table, tracing the rim of my cup absentmindedly, reminiscing the whirlwind of emotions that had defined my past with him.The memories flooded back—the clandestine meetings, the whispered promises, the entangled lives we led. My mind danced through the moments we shared, the laughter, the tears, and the echoes of our last conversation etched vividly in my mind.In the midst of my reverie, a sudden sense of disorientation washed over me. I blinked, the realization dawning upon me like a sudden jolt—a startling revelation that shook me to my core.Five years had passed since our last encounter in that car, the memories now veiled in the mist of time. I had not seen him, heard from him, nor crossed paths in what felt like an eternity. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks, a pang of longing mingled with
Last Updated : 2023-12-08The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 85
It's the day. Today is the scheduled meeting with the client, and I am freaking rushing inside my room as I prepared for the meeting that will happen later. As I busily prepared, a gentle knock disrupted the chaos of my bedroom. I looked up to find my mother peering in, a wide grin adorning her face."Morning, sweetheart! How's the prep going?" Her voice carried an contagious enthusiasm, momentarily diverting my attention from the scattered documents on my desk."Good morning, Mom," I replied, glancing back at the papers. "It's a bit hectic, but I'll manage."Her eyes glimmered with excitement. "Can I come in?""Of course, mother." They just went back from their vacation yesterday, and I haven't seen her the whole week. Her eyes just had this sparkle within them that was telling me she had a really good time with dad."Your father and I had the most incredible time on our vacation! The beach was just breathtaking."A faint smile played on my lips. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Mom."Five
Last Updated : 2023-12-09
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Emma left the room to give us some space and privacy. I clenched my fist as the tension between us thicken. I didn’t expect him to be back all of a sudden. Perhaps, it is a good thing as well."I don't want to stay here anymore," I declared with a steely gaze, my determination to leave this house firm in my mind. The sense of betrayal had eroded my trust in everyone around me, leaving me with a deep-seated desire to escape. "I will leave this house," I added, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions within.His eyes sharpened, and the tension in the room heightened as he gritted his teeth. My heart raced, but I maintained a composed exterior, unwilling to let him perceive any vulnerability. "Leave, you say? Ophelia, this is our house," he retorted after a brief pause, his voice laced with controlled intensity as if he were suppressing an inner turmoil. "You cannot leave."“Why not?” I hissed, my gaze narrowing into slits as I gritted my teeth. “Why can’t I leave?”“Because I don’
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I've already made up my mind. I'll leave this place. I don't think there was a reason to stay. They were all lying to me, blatantly telling me lies that were obvious. They were deceiving me.Staying became increasingly challenging, especially since my husband, the supposed anchor for my presence here, was consistently absent. Despite their claims of my marriage, their inability to provide any evidence, not even a picture from my own wedding, added to my growing sense of disillusionment.I hung around for a while, hopeful that they'd eventually come clean. Unfortunately, that never happened – not even a bit.It became disheartening and hard to trust anyone.Disappointment settled in, directed at every individual under this roof.Leaving now feels not just necessary but also freeing. Staying doesn't do anything for me anymore. The lies have unraveled, showing a truth that lines up with what I've been feeling.I waited until everyone in the mansion was sound asleep before putting my esca
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