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The lost Mafia princess chapter 121
Elizabeth leaned against the doorway, watching her brother Mike from a distance. He sat in the study, staring at his phone with a soft expression she rarely, if ever, saw on him. His usual stern demeanor had melted into something uncharacteristically light, even... dreamy?She raised an eyebrow as he smiled faintly, typing a message before staring at the screen, as if waiting for a reply.Mike Blackwell, distracted by a text? This was new.“Who’s he texting?” she muttered to herself.Elizabeth had always known Mike as the no-nonsense, overprotective eldest sibling who carried the weight of the family on his shoulders. To see him like this—vulnerable, almost playful—was like seeing a completely different person.She stepped into the study, clearing her throat loudly enough to catch his attention.Mike’s head snapped up, and he quickly locked his phone, his face hardening back into its usual mask. “What?” he asked curtly.Elizabeth folded her arms and smirked. “What’s got you all smiley
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Mr Black point of View;Mr. Black sat in his expansive office, the golden glow of the sunset pouring through the large windows behind him. The usual noise of ringing phones and the chatter of assistants outside his door felt distant, insignificant. His focus was elsewhere.On her.Elizabeth.His little queen.The mere thought of her name brought a smile to his face, softening his otherwise hard and calculated expression. It had been too long since he’d last seen her—far too long.He leaned back in his leather chair, staring at the untouched stack of papers on his desk. No matter how much work demanded his attention, his thoughts always returned to her.Her voice, her smile, the warmth she brought into his life—all of it haunted him in the most beautiful way.“Damn it,” he muttered under his breath, shaking his head as if that would free him of her hold.It didn’t.Finally giving in to the ache in his chest, Mr. Black grabbed his phone. He hesitated for only a moment before dialing Mik
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Elizabeth point of View:The moment Mr. Black stepped out of the garden and into the house with me, I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time—excitement, pure and simple. It bubbled up inside me like I was a little girl again, and no matter how hard I tried to suppress it, I couldn’t.I sneaked a glance at him as we walked side by side through the hallway. The man had a presence that could stop anyone in their tracks. How was it fair for one person to be so effortlessly captivating? From the sharp cut of his suit to the confident way he moved, everything about him screamed power.But for me, it was his gentleness—the way he looked at me, like I was the only person in the world who mattered—that left my heart racing.And, Lord, he was beautiful.He stopped just as we reached the base of the stairs, turning to face me. The golden sunlight streaming through the large windows caught in his dark hair, making him look like something out of a dream.“Elizabeth.” His voice was soft but fi
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Elizabeth’s Point of ViewI stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection for what felt like the hundredth time. My hands smoothed down the fabric of my dress—soft, ivory, and flowing in a way that made me feel… beautiful.For once, I wasn’t second-guessing myself.The dress wasn’t over the top. It was simple but elegant, hugging my waist and falling just below my knees. I’d paired it with nude heels, leaving my hair loose in soft waves that tumbled over my shoulders. The faint touch of makeup—some blush, a soft pink lip—was enough to make me feel confident.And yet, my heart wouldn’t stop racing.Tonight was the night.Mr. Black—my Mr. Black—was taking me on a date.It was still so surreal. Just yesterday, I wasn’t sure I’d ever see him again, and now, here I was, waiting for him to pick me up.I checked the time. Seven-thirty on the dot.As if on cue, the sound of a car pulling into the driveway made my heart leap into my throat. I rushed to the window, peeking through the
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Elizabeth’s Point of ViewThe moment the door clicked shut behind me, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. A soft giggle escaped my lips, my cheeks hurting from the smile that still hadn’t faded.I pressed my hand over my mouth, trying to stifle it, but it was no use. My heart felt light—lighter than it had in years. I couldn’t stop thinking about tonight. About him. The quiet, intimate dinner by the lake, the kiss that still lingered on my lips like a whispered promise.Mr. Black.My Mr. Black.God, I felt like a lovestruck girl. I leaned against the door, a small sigh of happiness slipping out.But my bubble of joy burst when I heard a voice—a groan, low and unmistakable.I froze, my body stiffening as I turned my head toward the living room.And there he was.Ryan.My younger brother sat on the couch, staring at me with narrowed eyes and a look I couldn’t quite place—half disapproval, half frustration. His arms were crossed over his chest, his brow furrowed deeply.“Ryan,” I whispered, m
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Ryan’s Point of ViewI sat on the edge of the patio, my elbows resting on my knees, eyes fixed on the gravel driveway in front of me. The quiet of the late afternoon was doing little to calm the frustration bubbling inside me. I didn’t even know what had me so worked up—maybe it was everything.Or maybe it was her.Elizabeth.I clenched my jaw, my mind replaying last night’s encounter. Her smile had been different—soft, dreamy, like she was floating in a world far away from this one. A world where I didn’t exist.“Where did you go?” I’d asked her.“On a date,” she’d said, like it was nothing.With who?She wouldn’t say, and maybe I didn’t want to hear it, because deep down, I already knew. Mr. Black. I didn’t know what it was about him that made my blood boil, but everything about that man screamed trouble.My fists curled as I stared at the gravel beneath me, the silence around me thickening.The sound of shoes crunching on the stones pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked up to see
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Elizabeth’s Point of ViewI sat on the edge of my bed, brushing my damp hair back as I stared at my phone. It had buzzed only moments ago, and the name flashing on the screen had made my heart race—Mr. Black.I hadn’t seen him since our date, but every time he called, I felt like a teenager with a crush all over again. My cheeks flushed, and I had to bite back a smile before finally answering.“Hello?”“Elizabeth,” his voice came through, deep and smooth like always. I swore I could hear the faint hum of a car engine in the background, but his tone carried something more today—excitement. “How are you, my princess?”I let out a soft laugh, curling my knees up to my chest. “I’m good. Better now.”He chuckled lightly. “That’s what I like to hear. Are you busy?”I glanced around my quiet room, the sun beginning to dip past the horizon. “No, not really. Why?”“I need to talk to you about something important.”His tone shifted, and I straightened instinctively. “What is it?”There was a pa
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Elizabeth’s Point of ViewThe morning air felt heavy, as though it was carrying the weight of what I was about to do. I stood at the edge of my bed, my suitcase half-packed. Every soft zip of the bag, every rustle of fabric seemed too loud in the silence. I wasn’t nervous about the trip itself—I was nervous about him. Ryan.I had barely folded my last dress when the door burst open without warning.“What are you doing?”I froze at the sharpness in his voice before turning to face him. Ryan stood in the doorway, arms crossed, his gaze locked onto the suitcase as if it was some kind of enemy.I sighed, forcing myself to stay calm. “Packing.”“For what?” His eyes narrowed. “Where are you going?”“You already know where I’m going,” I said softly, trying not to escalate things. “Mr. Black is taking me on a short trip.”Ryan’s expression twisted in an instant, his face contorting with anger. “I already told you—I don’t like him, Elizabeth. And you’re just… what? Running off with him? He’s n
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Elizabeth's Point of ViewAs the car pulled up in front of the house, a smile spread across my face, lighting up my entire being. I could barely contain the excitement bubbling inside me. After everything—after the surprises, the time spent in Paris, the love from Black, and everything else in between—I was finally going back home.Home.There was something so comforting about returning to the familiar, the place that had once felt so chaotic but now felt like a refuge. I couldn’t wait to see my dad and my brothers again. They’d all been so supportive, and I couldn’t help but wonder what they had planned for my birthday.It felt surreal, knowing that I was about to turn twenty. Two decades of life, with all the ups and downs. But this moment—this was the best birthday I could have ever asked for.I stepped out of the car, holding my puppy gently in my arms, and walked toward the door with a skip in my step. Each footstep brought me closer to the people who mattered most in my life. Th
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Elizabeth's Point of View"Everything ready?" Black asked me as I snuggled my new puppy closer to my chest, feeling her little body warm and soft against my skin.It’s been a month now since we left everything behind and went on our little escape to Paris. The memories we made here were unlike any other, and I cherished each moment. The Eiffel Tower, the cafés, the romantic walks under the Parisian sky—it had all felt like a dream. But all good things must come to an end, and now, it was time to go home.“Yeah, everything’s packed,” I replied, walking around the room to double-check that nothing was left behind. I couldn’t help but smile. It was a bittersweet feeling, knowing that this chapter was closing. But I was also eager to get back to my family.Home was waiting, and it was time to reunite with them after everything that had happened. My father had called earlier, telling me that Mr. Black was trying to take me away from him, and it made me laugh. I knew how possessive my dad c
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Rose’s Point of ViewThe air felt warmer than usual as Mike’s car hummed softly along the road. My fingers twisted nervously in my lap, the soft fabric of my dress bunching between my fingertips. I glanced at Mike every few moments—his calm expression as he drove, the faint smirk he wore like it was second nature, and the way his strong hands gripped the steering wheel.I didn’t understand him.“Why?”The word slipped out before I could stop myself.Mike glanced at me briefly, his voice soft as he replied, “Why what?”“Why are you being so kind to me?” I asked, forcing my voice to stay steady. I didn’t dare look at him now; instead, I focused on the houses blurring past outside the window. “You’ve been like this since the first day we met.”For a second, there was silence—just the soft hum of the car and the faint music playing from the radio.Then he said it.“Because I like you, and I want to take you on a date.”His voice was so casual, so matter-of-fact, that for a moment I though
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Mike’s Point of ViewI leaned back in my office chair, exhaling a long breath as I scrolled through my phone. My sister Elizabeth’s picture popped up—her smiling face glowing brighter than the Parisian lights in the background. She looked so happy, holding that tiny white puppy in her arms, Mr. Black standing proudly beside her.She looked like Mom.That smile, those eyes—they reminded me of the mother we lost far too soon. I set my phone down with a quiet sigh, my fingers brushing over the stack of papers on my desk. No matter how chaotic life got, seeing Elizabeth happy always brought me a strange kind of peace.“Mr. Mike?”I turned my head toward the soft, almost hesitant voice coming from the door. Rose stood there, her small hands fiddling nervously with the hem of her dress. Her wide eyes peeked up at me shyly, and I couldn’t stop the small smile that tugged at my lips.“Yeah, Rose?” I said softly, leaning back in my chair.She hesitated for a second before speaking. “Um, today
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Elizabeth’s Point of ViewThe sunset cast streaks of gold and pink across the Parisian skyline as I stood by the balcony, staring at the Eiffel Tower. The view was breathtaking—unreal, almost—but nothing felt as dreamlike as this moment.Behind me, the faint rustle of fabric caught my attention. I turned to see Mr. Black walking toward me, his hands tucked casually into the pockets of his tailored slacks. He had changed into a crisp white shirt, the sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal his strong forearms, and his top two buttons left undone.It wasn’t fair how effortlessly handsome he looked.“You’re staring,” he teased, his lips curving into a slow smile.I blushed and turned back toward the balcony, pretending to focus on the view. “No, I’m not.”“Liar,” he murmured.I felt his presence behind me before he touched me—a soft warmth that sent a shiver down my spine. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me gently against him, and rested his chin on my shoulder. I melted int
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Elizabeth’s Point of ViewWarm lips pressed against my cheek, then my nose, and finally my forehead, stirring me awake. I giggled, scrunching my face and swatting lightly at the culprit.“Stop it,” I murmured with a laugh, trying to push Mr. Black’s face away as he hovered over me, peppering me with kisses.“Good morning to you too,” he teased softly, his voice deep and smooth like melted chocolate. “You didn’t complain last night when I was being this affectionate.”I blushed at his words and shoved him playfully. “You’re insufferable.”He grinned that roguish grin that always did something to my heart, sitting back slightly so I could sit up. I stretched, the soft sheets pooling around me as I blinked, trying to take in the elegant room we were in.Paris. We had arrived in Paris.Two hours ago, we stumbled into this hotel room after a long trip, too tired to do much more than crash onto the bed. But now, the light pouring through the balcony windows revealed the beauty I had missed
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Alexander's point of View The shots echoed through the building, sharp and final. I didn’t need to be there to know what had happened. Victor Hale was dead, and my boys had finally done what needed to be done. I leaned back in the chair, a slow exhale slipping past my lips.It wasn't exactly. More like relief—the kind of relief that settled deep in your bones after years of carrying a weight too heavy to bear.Adrian sat next to me, his fingers drumming idly on the armrest. He looked calm, but I knew better. Guilt sat heavy on his shoulders, and no amount of time could erase it.“Where’s my little Elizabeth?” Adrian’s voice broke the quiet. He smiled faintly, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes.I let out a low chuckle. “Not so little anymore. She’s off with that man—Mr. Black.”Adrian’s brow furrowed slightly, but the smile returned. “And you’re fine with that?”“She’s in love with him,” I replied simply, a smile tugging at my lips. “He makes her happy. That’s all I care about.”M
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Mike’s Point of ViewThere was a kind of satisfaction that came with this moment—a deep, twisted feeling of triumph as we stared at the man who’d torn our family apart. It wasn’t the kind of happiness that lit up your soul; no, this was darker. Sharper. A vengeance that burned in our veins.Victor Hale. The man who’d orchestrated our sister’s suffering, who’d sent our mother into an early grave, all because of jealousy. My mother’s sister Amanda had fallen into his trap years ago, and in her delusion, she’d joined him. But Victor… he was the mastermind. The cancer that ate away at our family until nothing was left but pieces.And tonight, we were finally going to end him.The room stank of sweat, blood, and concrete. Leo was the first to go at him. Every punch he landed echoed against the walls, and Victor grunted with each impact, his face swelling more with every blow. But the bastard… he was still smirking, as if he wanted to die.With every punch, I felt something inside me come
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Adrian's Point of ViewThe dim light from the single hanging bulb flickered as I leaned against the chipped wall, staring at Victor Hale. Beaten, bruised, and bound to the chair, he still managed to look smug. His lip was cracked, his face swollen, but his arrogance hadn’t disappeared.“Your biggest nightmares are coming,” I told him, my voice low and cold.Victor let out a short, bitter laugh, his bruised face twisting into a smirk. “They’re finally coming, huh? Took them long enough. Must be a family reunion.”His words grated on me, but I didn’t let it show. Men like Victor thrived on getting under people’s skin. He wanted a reaction, something to latch onto so he could twist it into his favor.“I don’t think you understand what’s coming for you,” I said, pushing off the wall. My boots echoed against the cracked concrete floor as I stepped closer. “You sold my niece, shattered her life, and sent my sister—your precious Amanda—down a road she’ll never come back from. You’re going to
