All Chapters of Amara: The Mafia Gambit: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Luciano's POV Raul drove into the premise of the school and then floored the engine. Gabriel was the first to leave the car, then I followed suit and scrutinized the building quietly. I had to make sure that we weren't going to be ambushed thereby causing a scene during the event. Massimo was still lurking around so I had to be careful or I wouldn't be able to protect my loved ones. I took a glance at Gio who looked charming and handsome in his three piece beige suit that fit like a second skin. His hair had been styled in a comb-over which gave him a matured look. "Are you ready, son?" I asked and he nodded, squaring his shoulders confidently. He looked happier than I had seen him in days. After our conversation that night, he became more jovial and became a constant presence in my life. He also got more interested in my business which gladdened my heart. Things were finally falling in place but it wouldn't be perfect until Amara

Luciano's POV "Here it is," Obinna said and turned the laptop to me. It was the blueprint of the house he kept Amara in. The building looked familiar and I struggled to remember where I had seen it. As I kept looking at it, I was able to connect the dots and I remembered that it was the house that we both had gone to inspect some years back. He told me that he didn't like the house which discouraged me from buying as well. "I should have bought this house when I had the chance," I whispered in regret. "What are you talking about?" Obinna asked and I shook my head. I had learnt to be positive about everything besides, having regrets wouldn't change anything. Rather, it will stop me from thinking of the next thing to do. "Dante, Gabriel" I called and they came closer. We were all at the court, making plans though it was late and I was supposed to be resting after attending Gio's prom night. But Obinna's discovery energized us thereby keep

Amara's POV Gunshots rang out, breaking the unbearable silence hovering in the room that I was caged in. The dates and almonds I had taken still kept me in a daze, but I was glad that Dee had remnants of humanity left to take care of my allergy. I wondered what the shooting was all about. But I didn't have time to ponder on it for so long as I reminded myself that I had to escape. Dee and his men were already occupied with the shootout and if there was a chance I had to escape, it was now. For a split second, I hoped that the tumult was caused by Luciano. I wished to see him again, not minding if he was a monster. Weeks without him had driven me crazy even when I denied it, and discovering that he wasn't involved in my parents death made me want him more than ever. I laid flat on my stomach and clutched tightly to my protruding belly. My uncoordinated actions weren't enough to protect my child but it erased the guilt of me not doing anything at all. I cast a glance

Amara's POV I was so sure that I had been injected with morphine because I still felt groggy even though I had been out for a long time. My eyes darted around the room and I realized that it was Luciano's room. Luciano sat beside me with his hands entwined in mine. My tired state didn't stop my belly from fluttering from the effect of his touch. I didn't want to believe that he still had such an effect on me and I couldn't deny that my body wanted more from him at that moment. "How do you feel?" He asked with a kind voice that I hadn't heard in months. "I can't say. My arm hurts and I feel like throwing up," I explained and his gaze lingered on my stomach. He looked tired himself with black patches forming under his eyes. And I was happy that he found me though I felt incredibly guilty. I had run away for the wrong reason and I couldn't face him anymore. Tears began to roll down my cheeks and I made no attempt in stopping it. He brought his hands close to my cheeks and wiped off

Luciano's POV Zino Alonso was kept in another room in my mansion. I didn't trust him to be treated outside my watch. I was still trying to come to terms with the fact that the man I had buried was still alive. Another surprising fact was that Dee kidnapped him. Father had really underestimated Dee's ability. He was smart but he lacked the brutality that was needed to operate in our world. My gaze lingered on the man who called himself my father and my mind was flooded with several memories of how he treated my brother and I. Dee always thought that our father loved me more than him, what he didn't know was that our father was a sadistic bastard who only cared about his ego and business. He gave me several dirty tasks and if I failed any of them, he'd make sure I was tortured till I became unconscious. I remembered a day when he gave me the worst punishment of my life than toughened me. That afternoon, he called me into his office. He was on edge for reasons I couldn't fathom and