All Chapters of The Mafia Heir & The Secret Heiress [Mafia Games XIII]: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

◇ MYKAELA ◇ Eight more hours. Just eight more to go. Then I'd be back in my room, enjoying the peace and quiet and the comfort of my bed. I'd been racing through my morning ER rotations, the hospital bustling with activity as always. The beeping of machines, the distant chatter of nurses, the constant influx of patients in the emergency room—I was already getting used to it. All part of our daily routine this week. But this morning felt different. I couldn't shake the unease keeping me up at night. Today, my anxiety bothered me more than usual, my heart pounding harder than it should. I wanted to blame the lack of proper sleep and our demanding workload. But my thoughts kept circling back to those cryptic messages Dr. Chen sent the other night, and the texts Lorenzio sent yesterday. "Miss Nielsen." I whirled at the familiar voice that came from behind me. "Yes?" Dr. Casey Ashford, one of the attending physicians on duty, stood beside a hospital bed with his stethoscope dangling

◆ MAXIMILIANO ◆ By noon, we arrived outside the busy town hall with Alessio and Roman. The other bodyguards stood close to Mamma and Ricchar, ready to escort us to the courthouse. The sun hung high in the sky, casting a golden hue over the spacious landscape surrounding the tall buildings ahead of us. My mother and our witnesses looked busy chatting and waiting near the bottom of the wide stairs that led to the building where Adreana and I would be wedded. I straightened and regarded my quiet bride. Adreana glanced at me every five seconds or so, as if what just happened in the backseat only worsened her anxiety. She gripped my hand while I guided her out of the car, the mild and relaxing scent of her perfume now forever imprinted in my brain. "I gave you the certificate. Right?" she murmured to my face, her shapely brows wrinkling. "Which one?" "The original copy of the Nulla Osta. You put it in the briefcase?" Adreana stared at me, squinting her eyes, anxiously waiting for me t

Brichese, Brescia ◆ MAXIMILIANO ◆ The chilly morning sun peeked through the gray curtains as I reluctantly swung my legs off the bed. I groaned, rubbing my eye with the heel of my hand. I had high hopes for this morning, but something just felt off. Adreana had been distant and reserved since we left The Palazzo. She barely spoke during the drive here, and I knew it was kind of my fault. I just couldn't pinpoint the exact cause of the sudden change in her behavior. I headed to the guest room, imagining her snug under the covers, quietly breathing and catching up on much-needed sleep. I entered the room. The bed was empty. All tidied up. I frowned, recalling Dr. Moretti's reminder: Adreana needed proper rest due to her hormonal issues. I froze beside the bathroom door when I found her naked in the shower with her back to me. I slowly knocked on the door, which she'd left ajar. Adreana glanced behind, her jet-black hair and flawless skin all wet. She gave me a blank look and nothi

New York ◆ LORENZIO ◆ “This might sting a little, Mr. Tomassini.” “It’s fine. Doesn’t hurt.” I glanced at the phlebotomist as she extracted a vial of blood, the red liquid almost too bright under these blinding lights. “Okay. We’re done. Thanks for sitting perfectly still.” Upon finishing her task, she stood up and stepped away from me and the bed, her eyes curved as if she just gave me a smile. Her masks covered up half of her small face, but it was obvious she was one of the younger medical staff. “Thank you.” “Anything else I can help you with?” “Could you turn off that bloody light? Please.” I squinted and pointed to the fluorescent light by the door, sighing at the incessant throbbing in the back of my skull. “Hurts my eyes, and my head.” “Of course.” The blonde woman turned off the light before grabbing her sample collection tray. “Thanks.” I gave her a quick smile. “Give us a beep if you need anything.” “Will do,” I replied.She turned around and left the room, shutti

◆ LORENZIO ◆ Hospital. Confined. Fifth day. I still had more than a week left, and until then, I was stuck here in this cold, small, boring private room. I coughed and rubbed my eyes using the base of my palms. "Nine more days." I repeated the phrase in my head, blinking the grogginess away. When the stabs of pain in my forehead and chest subsided, I got back on my feet. I stretched my arms, back, and legs. My muscles still felt weak. Heavy. Practically my entire body ached. I had limited mobility the past couple of days. Only a few hours after taking pain pills would I feel just a wee bit strained, and only then was I able to do some work on my phone and computer. I hoped Mykaela wasn't too busy for a quick call. She most likely was. The statistics I'd seen on the local news were nothing short of alarming. I should check up on her. I felt like I hadn't seen and heard her voice in weeks. Bollocks. I couldn't wait to go home and hug her tight. Stay beside her all night. Keep her tr