All Chapters of Taming the Mafia King: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 58: The Bird in a Gilded Cage Regina’s P.O.V: “You’re not going to tell him?” Joel frowned at me as he sat on the bed, watching me pack my stuff that I had gotten this morning from the mall. He had gotten a text from Draco last night telling him to get my things packed up because he wanted us to go on a trip to Chicago together. He had work and I was supposed to be the arm candy. In all honesty, I felt exhausted, betrayed and completely physically and emotionally drained to protest against anything Draco was planning. Why did this trip feel like he was trying to make up with his mistress after spending quality time with his to-be wife? And I was just that, wasn’t I? The mistress that he kept locked up in his room so no one could find out about me, while he spent time with his wife-to-be publicly. It won’t be long before the news gets public and ends up in the front page of some newspaper and I have to parade back to my brothel like some kind of walk of shame after being l

Chapter 60: Secrets Regina’s P.O.V “Ma’am…we have something for you.” I stopped mid-step, turning to look back at the bell-boy suspiciously. “Excuse me?” I wasn’t sure I heard him right. But suddenly, the man moved incredibly close to me, almost invading my personal space as he snatched my hand. I brought up my free hand immediately, as if on reflex, to punch the bell-boy in the face but he just smirked at me. “Relax.” He muttered the words so only I could hear them, as he removed the bag from my hand and placed it on the carrier rack. “You have a job to do.” My eyes widened when realization hit me like a ton of bricks. And that was when I felt him place something small in the palm of my hand, before closing my fingers around it. Was it another tracker? Did they want me to track Draco further? Or was it…was it really time? Tucking the little device away inside the pocket of my jeans, I fought back the nausea rising in my throat as I hurried after Draco and ran into the elevato

Chapter 62: A Confrontation Least Expected Regina’s P.O.VMy blood chilled in my bones as I felt my legs freeze on the spot.“H-how did you get in?” I asked him, my voice shaky and my insides twisting in knots as my mind raced with all possible scenarios that were to come.How was I going to explain this to him? To Draco? Because if Joel found the device…there was no way he was keeping this to himself. He was going to tell Draco about this in no time.“Capo asked me for a sweep of the suite, just in case there was a bug planted here by one of his enemies.” Joel told me, unmoving from where he stood with his back against one of the sofas in the living area. “I was doing my routine checkup when I found this.”He held out the device close to his eyes for better inspection. “It’s funny actually, because I had expected to find any kind of sound or video recording devises set up by the Don of Chicago. Because this room was booked by him and the most common reasoning would be that he wanted

Chapter 64: The Chicago Don Regina’s P.O.VThe Casino we were heading to was located right in the heart of downtown Chicago, in the middle of a busy street bustling with food carts and small, local, family owned businesses.The streets were decorated with colorful lanterns and fairy lights and it looked more like an advanced Christmas celebration rather than a hub for illegal trade and gambling.Draco held onto my hand tightly as we entered through the front door of what looked like a little diner that was already filled with plenty of customers ordering and enjoying their wanton noodle soups and chow mein. We stood out like a sore thumb in our designer dresses while most of the people here looked like they were normal office goers or factory workers, coming to enjoy their meal in peace after a long day of work.“Did we come to the wrong place?” I whispered in Draco’s ears as I looked around at the place. However, what stood me as odd was the fact that none of the people dining here

Chapter 66: Encounter Regina’s P.O.V“My, my…” Enzo tsked as I doubled over, emptying the contents of my guts onto the floor in an embarrassing display of weakness that I hadn't anticipated. “This is why I told you to leave the lady behind. Women aren’t strong enough for this stuff.”I felt someone’s arm on my shoulder as they held my hair back from my face so I didn’t make a mess of myself. But wasn’t it too late to care about my dignity already?Fuck dignity! I was worried about my sanity right now, because if I could get my hands on a gun, I was sure I was going to throw caution to the wind and empty the entire contents of that gun into the son of a bitch called Enzo who had just shown me the most horrible sight I could ever see in my life.It felt like my entire life flashed before my eyes. Right from the day my uncle sold me off to be a prostitute. I had been sixteen…but some of the girls inside that container looked as young as ten or twelve. Fuck!I stood up on shaky feet, una