All Chapters of The Mafia Princess : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sofia's POVMy eyes blinked open continuously until I was able to see the blurry white ceiling above me.Slowly my vision calmed and I took a deep breath while trying to figure out where I am.This wasn't my cell and the cold temperature of the room supported my thinking.Then where I am? Could I be possibly dead?I recall mentally flipping out when I had a hallucination of Papá in the cell with me.I could barely remember what happened but cannot forget being in the imaginary arms of my father and perceiving the cologne of Mr. Pompous.My head really did a good job of messing with me this time.When my stomach rumbled angrily with pain traveling up my throat, I realized that I was very much alive and--Why do I feel comfortable? Is that a comfy bed? Impossible.I adjusted my body to see the blue queen-sized bed beneath me and that's when I realized the needles attached to my skin.What the.....My eyes trailed up carefully to see the IV bags hung above me and could only sigh and seat

For once, I felt guilty around him and could only stare into his murderous eyes with a pleading look.I hide the snacks perfectly, how could he have known I hid them under?What was he going to do to me?I was so sure he would he wouldn't pull his gun and shoot me in the head but... The cell.He would throw me back into the cell where I was taken from.I didn't want to go back to that place of horror.A pinch of normal life makes me want more of what to offer.I'm yet to know why he has been kind to me but now I've made him angry.He would definitely return to being the tormenting devil that he is."Tell me Sofia, is stealing good? Especially from me" There was this calmness in the tone of his voice that makes me wonder if he was really annoyed.I could only shake my head like a terrified lizard.A growl of displeasure escapes his throat as he curses lightly, "Speak, Woman""No... I'm sorry"I didn't say I'm sorry because I stole the snacks but to make him feel okay.However, it didn'

Sofia's POVI relaxed my back against the dining chair and tilt my head upwards to see the dazzling crystal chandelier above me while thinking about my recent conversation with Mr. Pompous.At first, I was shocked at how he knows that I'm called Princess and all I could do was play around and confirm if he knew about my true identity.If he knows that I'm the wanted daughter of the late Di Marco Mafia Don in Italy whose fame spread across North America, he won't ask this question.Probably sell me to the Italian government or something.He was finding a way to get rid of me after all.When he mention 'Papà' I lost my composure and feared he knows about my life already but even though I'm crazy, I had a high IQ just like my father.I was quick to connect the dot and recall the moment I had a psychotic break in the cell I was kept.I thought I was hallucinating about Father saving me and told him I was the Princess of the family and would not bow to the devil in an Armani suit.I said t

I emerged from that bathroom with a towel wrapped around my chest and water molecule dripping down my skin.Washing felt soothing after all these days with no bath in that hell hole called a cell.I took a deep breath and turned in the direction of the door the moment a knock sounded on it.Mr. Pompous does not knock. Could it be Dale?I unlocked the door to see Maid Theresa bow before me before strolling past me into the room."The Boss asked me to wash the sheets...." She rolled the bedspread into a ball but paused noticing the blood stain on it."It's my period" I revealed quickly before she thought of something else."Oh... This isn't your first time, right?"I shook my head."I bought pads for my daughter last night and still have them in my bag. If you want one...." Maid Theresa offered with care written over her and I smiled wishing she had come in first and not Mr Pompous."Your Boss is getting one for me already. Thank you, Theresa" I couldn't afford to provoke that devil if

Sofia's POVNo tech company in California has ever given me an opportunity to prove myself and seeing one right in front of me, I could not ignore it.Bypassing the security in a bomb is easily one of the things I could wrap my hands around.I've spent the last decade acquiring knowledge regarding technology and after exhausting all the source materials I had moving into the dark web was dangerous but I dived in without hesitation.There I learned about rare and dangerous hacking processes that were regarded as crimes in some parts of the world.I had contacts who appreciated my skills and are willing to teach me more than I already know.I'm good at figuring stuff out myself and all I needed was a headstart from them.They provided source materials for me that cannot be found on the normal web, many have been banned for years now.With my current skill, I could do a lot of damage with just a keyboard without leaving traces that lead back to me but I did not learn to become a criminal