All Chapters of Taming the Mafia King: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 69: Letters of the DeceasedDraco’s P.O.V:I was released from the hospital a week later and I was taken back to the mansion right away.However…the mansion no longer felt like a home. The laughter, the warmth, the heart of the house, was just…gone. It felt like coming back to an empty shell of a house that I used to call my home.“Sire…we’ve tried our best for the past few days.” Rico told me in the car, while Gabriele sat quietly in the passenger’s seat. “But there’s been no trace of her.”“Keep searching.” I told him firmly. “Don’t stop until you find her.”Dead or alive…I hadn't been able to say it.Rico had nodded his head, before pointing at the seat beside me. “Those are Joel’s last belongings. His gun, his phone…his ID.” He said and I could see his grip tightening on the steering wheel. “He wanted you to have them.”“Ok.” I took the plastic bag in my hand, not paying any heed to the items. My mind had gone completely numb in the last few days. It felt like I was operat

Chapter 71: A Chance like no OtherRosanna’s P.O.V‘The Capo isn’t in a good mood. Avoid him for now.’Rosanna Donatello read the incoming text from the Capo’s consigliere…and chose to ignore it purposefully.She put on her expensive shades as she exited the airport with her bodyguards and looked up at the New York skyline.‘So this is where my future husband lives?’ She thought to herself as she looked at all the tall buildings and their glass windows glittering in the afternoon sunlight. ‘This is where my future is going to be.’A few days ago, she had asked her father to send her to New York so she could spend her summer vacation with her future husband, but now, she was tempted to ask her father to let her move here permanently. And for that…she needed to do something drastic.Something that would force her father to make the last move and she will be able to stay in this beautiful city, with her husband, until the day she dies…and finally get away from that wretched psychiatrists

Chapter 73: Those who DefyDraco’s P.O.V:Once again, I unwillingly found myself sitting opposite to Rosanna Donatello. This time in my own house and at my private dinner table.She wore a white dress to accentuate her purity as she usually did. The one she wore today however, was more on the daring side even for her, with lace sleeves and a deep v-neckline. The dress reached her lower thighs and a red belt was around her waist. She had half of her golden hair up in a ponytail that too was secured with another red ribbon.In all black, this dress would’ve looked ravishing on my Gina. On her, it looked like a conwoman playing dress-up. She was trying too hard to be someone she was not and it showed.“Your consigliere called papa to let him know you wanted to set a wedding date.” Her pleasant voice, paired with that picture perfect smile…grated on my nerves. “I’m so glad you

Chapter 75: Return of the LionessDraco’s P.O.V:In the last four years…I had often wondered why I was still alive.What was the point of me still living and breathing if the person that I had love with all my life since I was seventeen, was no longer beside me?What was the point of living on when the woman I loved had sacrificed her own life to save mine?That day, fourteen years ago…when I had been beaten to an inch of my life…that was the first day that Regina Milanesi had shown me kindness…shown me the reason for being alive after my mother had brutally killed right in front of my eyes by my own father.And today…after four years of yet again losing the purpose of my life…I finally found it…the reason why I continued to keep on living…“Gina…”She wore a red suite and pants, paired with a black shirt underneat

Chapter 77: Waiting for the Other ShoeRegina’s P.O.V:A week later…and Draco and his men had been incredibly silent.No phone calls, no texts and definitely no shadows snooping around the mansion to look for me.“Just because he’s silent doesn’t mean that he isn’t alert.” Enzo warned me. “His men had been keeping tabs on me since I was in Chicago. I’d made a pattern to hide in my mansion for months on end before I appeared in public events. It’s a pattern that had helped me travel under the radar for ages. But Leonardo’s men are well trained, especially his consigliere. Beware of him.”Enzo didn’t need to tell me twice. “I know Gabriele well enough.” I had told him. “He’s like a dog that’ll do anything to please his master, to get his attention. He has some kind of moral compass that doesn’t allow him to leave Leonardo’s shadow no matter how bad he’s being treated.”“Any particular reason for that kind of loyalty?” Enzo had raised his brows in surprise.“That’s what I’m trying to fig