All Chapters of Mafia's Deadly Obsession: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Dominic's POVI wanted to see the surprise on her face when she finally saw her father after so many years. I could have told her the truth about her father on her birthday, but I chose not to because I wanted to surprise her on Christmas, which I did. One more reason for surprising her on Christmas was Austin. I knew that he will not leave her alone on her birthday and I won't be able to make her meet her father. I knew she and her family were going out to celebrate Christmas, so I decided to include their father in the mix, to make them complete after so many years. They didn't believe he was still alive at first, but after a while they did, and the genuine smile that crept across her lips was just what I was searching for. I had never seen her smile for me before, and her joy had vanished the moment she viewed that footage. So all I wanted to do was put a smile back on her face. She looks divine when she smiles. I gave them enough family time for them to meet and believe that he

Dominic POV"Stella, give me my son back!" I ordered cum and threatened her."If you can, take him away!" She challenged me while wearing the same wicked expression."Remember that he is still legally mine," In case she forgets, I reminded her, "You have no rights over him." I further added. "As if I care what the law says!" she shrugged "I am now throwing you an open challenge, take him away if you can, I will surely walk away without saying anything if he goes to you!" I called out to him, "Christian," and he turned his head a little to look at me. "Come to me, my son," I said, spreading my arms.Right now, all I wanted was to hear dad out loud from his mouth, in his voice. He has grown up a lot from the day I last saw him. I have already missed him in his early childhood years. Instead of speaking, he turned around and once more buried his face in the crook of her neck. He doesn't recognize me. And how would he after I lost him when he was a little child due to this woman?"Chri

Amaira's POVEventually, everyone sat down at the breakfast table. The young Christian, who was in utter wonder of the palace's breathtaking splendor, caught Lady Catherine's continual attention. While he was looking at the beauty of the palace without blinking, lady Catherine was looking at him without moving her gaze away. It is not his fault that everyone is forced to experience its breathtaking beauty."Mommy, are we staying here?" His mouth was still open, and his eyes were wide as he questioned in a baby voice.Lady Catherine, who was standing next to the boy, gently stroked his head. She smiled, "Yes, baby," and the boy returned the smile.Every time he smiles, dimples appear on his pudgy cheeks much like his father. He looks really cute and innocent when he does this. The servers then began decorating the mahogany table with various foods as the bell rung. Various types of dishes quickly filled every available space on the breakfast table. Christian's eyes were flitting all o

Amaira's POV"There's only one place he could possibly hide now!" my brows knitted in confusion "After all, he is my son, and I am sure I will find him only there!" Dominic said this before running in a specific direction, and I followed him like an idiot!"How could you be so certain, Dominic?" I inquired while running behind him, inhaling deep breaths. "Because I used to hide in the same place as a kid and no one ever caught me. He is my son, and I am confident that his mind functions similarly to mine. I am sure he will be only there!" He said this while running in that direction.He kept running, and I kept following him. I had no idea where he was taking me; all I knew was that he would eventually find his son. When he came across a large tin, his feet came to a halt. He smirked as he looked at the tin with his hands on his waist."I tracked him down!" My brows knitted in confusion as he said those words. He took two more steps to eat the space between himself and the tin, the

Amaira's POV After cooking the pasta, I served it on two plates, but Christian requested that it be served on the same plate as he wanted to share it with me. So as per his request, I put it on a plate, grabbed a fork, slid him down the aisle, and exited the kitchen to feed him in the living room. "You are not going to tell my mother, na?" He confirmed from me again before going for the food, and I nodded in assurance. I forced him to sit on the couch but as soon as I sat beside him, he jumped on my lap. My arm snaked around his little body to make him sit securely while I took the plate from the other hand. He couldn't restrain himself because he was hungry, so he attacked the meal. I was sure that the pasta was hot and could burn his tongue, and I realized the same when he began winning. I blew over the morsel as soon as he opened his mouth as it was burning his tongue. He swallowed it down anyhow, bringing out his searing tongue."Easy, baby, easy!" As I brought him a glass of c