All Chapters of Mafia's Sweet Addiction: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The moment my heart began pounding rapidly, I realized I was deeply in love with her. This new feeling was unfamiliar to me, which is why I hadn't recognized it earlier. However, when the old woman made me aware of my love for her, everything became clear as day. I wanted to learn about her past traumas and help her overcome them. It wasn't just because she had saved my life, but because I always prioritized her safety whenever we went out. My heart would skip a beat every time I caught a glimpse of her smiling face. Before I knew it, I had fallen deeply in love with her, and she had become an integral part of my life whom I couldn't bear to lose. That's why I couldn't help but feel jealous whenever she grew close to Christian. I became impatient, constantly searching for things that would bring her happiness whenever she was sad. I couldn't bear to see tears in her beautiful eyes, and it worried me whenever she suffered in her nightmares. After my mother, she was the second wom

"I couldn't comprehend how Abeer could be responsible for your sister's death, Damian," Stella said, her face etched with confusion."They were actually lovers," Damian replied, turning to face Stella."What? Lovers?" Stella exclaimed, taken aback by the revelation."Yes, you heard it correctly. My sister was deeply in love with him. She trusted him wholeheartedly, and that's why it devastated her when she discovered his betrayal," Damian explained, his voice heavy with sorrow."Why didn't you intervene if you were aware of the situation, Damian?" Stella inquired, her eyebrows furrowing."She kept the entire affair hidden from me until I stumbled upon the truth myself," Damian replied, his tone tinged with regret."How did you eventually find out?" Stella asked, her curiosity piqued."I had sent her to London for further studies, where she met him. He was there for a business meeting. My sister had no knowledge of his true identity as a mafia. She believed him to be a successful busin

The air was thick with uncertainty, and Neil's heart weighed heavy with confusion. He stood in a dimly lit room, the shadows dancing menacingly on the walls. As he strained his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a figure approaching him, their face obscured by a smoky veil. Something about her presence felt both familiar and distant, like a long-forgotten memory trying to resurface. Neil's heart skipped a beat as he realized it was the girl he had loved, her features shrouded in an impenetrable fog. They had once shared moments of joy and affection, dreaming of a future entwined together. They had spoken of their aspirations, whispered promises of love, and imagined the life they would build after marriage. But now, all those dreams seemed like fragments of a shattered reality. In this nightmarish haze, the girl's voice trembled with anguish as she accused Neil of hurting her and breaking her trust. His mind raced, searching for answers in the depths of his muddled memories. How

"It's not like that I hate Abeer, I was also sad after his sudden demise but that doesn't mean that I stop doing my daily work and duty towards my family.", Mrs. Ember complained looking at her husband who was sitting quietly and looking at the clock on the wall."Why will you get sad? Ember after his demise after all he was not your real grandson. You were his step grandmother." Mr. Malhotra responded by turning himself to face her wife."Really? Do you really think so that after getting married to you, I treated your son and his family like a step mom? For your kind information I always treated them like my own as I treated my real son, Logan and his family." Mrs. Ember scoffed."Hmm.. If you say so. Neither I have any strength left to argue with you on this topic nor I want to.", Mr. Malhotra said and left Ember alone in their room."Aah! This man. The day I entered his life, since that day till now he always prioritized his son and his family from his first wife. When did he reali

Abeer was busy staring at the retreating figure of Khushi until she disappeared in the crowd."I promise you Khushi, I will tell you about my real identity today, no matter what the consequences will be after that. No matter how harsh it would become to face me. But it will be better than to feel suffocated every day, hiding the truth from you.", Abeer mumbled talking to himself.Abeer's heart pounded in his chest as he stood frozen on the busy street. The noise of the bustling city faded into the background as he saw his enemies approaching, guns raised and determined looks in their eyes. Panic surged through him, and he quickly looked around for a place to hide. Without hesitation, he dashed towards the nearest building, hoping to find cover.Bullets began whizzing through the air, striking the ground and nearby structures, sending debris flying. Abeer ducked behind a car, trying to shield himself from the onslaught of gunfire. Fear and desperation gripped him, and he knew he had