All Chapters of Mafia Men II: Lorenzo's Gilded Cage: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

♕—Delilah The second I saw my mother, I desperately wanted to run into her arms and hold her tight, but I kept my composure, refusing to let my emotions show in public. I held my head high and commanded my feet to keep walking down the main hall, Lorenzo's presence behind us a reminder that I needed to stay strong. His footsteps were the only thing that enabled me to move forward.The entire nation was in mourning, with sombre faces instead of joyful expressions. The melodic tolling of the bells was deeply sorrowful, echoing the same sound I heard when my grandfather passed away.Alexander accompanied us, not permitting me to converse with my mother unaccompanied, even for a moment. I had joined my mother and sibling at the head of the stretched-out one-hour parade to Kingsborough, where the memorial service for Papa would take place.The service ended but the coffin stayed there for a few hours so that people could pay their respects. The clock tower struck, and the whole country ha

♕—Delilah A sick noise escaped my throat. My eyes were dull. My hands went to my mouth as I dry-heaved; I choked, shut my eyes, and ran to the bathroom, pushing everyone out of my way. I bent over the toilet seat and a thick rush of fluid filled my mouth, and spilled out, as I wretched in the toilet bowl. An acidic taste filling up my mouth making me gag a bit more. I flushed the toilet and moved to the sink; unsteady on my feet to brush my teeth once more. I felt dizzy and lightheaded, my legs were trembling as I reached for the toothbrush, putting toothpaste over it and brushing my teeth and tongue to rid of the disgusted taste from my mouth. Once I was done, I turned and went out of the bathroom, making my way back to the girls who were doing my hair and make-up. "What?" I asked as they all looked at me oddly. "Are you sick, Your Royal Highness?" I ran a tired hand down my face and blew out a breath, minty and fresh, "I guess so..." "Morning sickness?" another asked. "You'

♕—Delilah I released a sudden sigh and tried opening my mouth to speak. But no words flowed out. I gulped. Then with a little more strength, I tried to speak, "Nothing..." but it came out hoarse, barely audible. He had only taken off his clothes, he was wearing white briefs as he made his way to me and touched the bracelet on my wrist. "Who gave it to you?" I released the breath I was holding in when I realized what he was talking about, it was a bracelet a sick child has given me that he made himself today. I wore it, it had my name on it. It was made from colorful painted stones. It was a far cry from the expensive royal jewelry I had worn but I couldn't find it in myself to take it off. It was made with love. "A child made it for me—"He cut me off, sternly "Take it off, it looks cheap!" Swallowing, I slowly took it off, fisting it in my hand along with the empty packet. "Throw it into the bin." I walked to the bin and threw the bracelet in it along with the packet. I made m

♕—Delilah He shot me a questioning glance, and I nervously smiled, "I'm pregnant..."An eerie hush filled the dining hall for a few minutes until his cousin eventually broke the silence, "We're so pleased for you both, congratulations!"Immediatelyy after, they all joined in and wished us and the baby well. I felt a knot in my stomach tightening with each and every one of the kind words they said, but still managed to give them a faint smile in response.I turned to Alexander, my voice tight with tension, "You're not happy, are you?" He gave me a hard stare before reaching across the table to grasp my hand in his, "Yes, I'm very happy. This is a true blessing. It's incredible." His friend, sensing the taut atmosphere, added softly, "It really is a miracle."He grasped my hand tightly and I nervously shot him a smile. The servers then brought out the last course. Everyone ate in what felt like an uncomfortable silence, and things ended up going better than I had anticipated. I was s

♞—Lorenzo "I am the one who should be outside of His Majesty's bedroom door!" I snapped as both of the guards blocked the way. "You can't, Mr. Madden, it's protocol. The doctor still hadn't passed you healthy enough to be around the King." "IT'S JUST A FUCKING FEVER!" I snapped, my hand forming into fists. "Sorry, Mr. Madden—" And that was the end of my patience, I pulled out my gun and shot him straight in his head, watching as the blood splattered on the wall behind him and his brain burst open. His partner fell to the ground as fear overtook him, he looked between me and the dead guard before trying to retrieve his gun but before he could, I shot him too. The sound of shots being fired resounded around the wing as I made my way outside. Something wasn't right, I could fucking feel it in my gut. A certain uneasiness rose to choke me, clogging my throat. I needed to see her... I needed to see Delilah not because she was pregnant with my child. I just wanted to fucking see he