All Chapters of The Mafia’s Forbidden Desire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ROSALINDA. I have never been happier in my entire life. I finally got what I wanted. Although I knew this happiness wouldn’t last and that I was treading in a dangerous lane, I decided to revel in it while I still could.Talking to him alone soothed my heart in ways I never imagined. His touch wasn’t just pleasing to my body but also resonated with my soul.“You look bright today. Good news? Is it a man?” Grace interrupted my muse when she noticed my mood.I almost choked on my coffee at her unexpected question, but luckily, I quickly chugged it down. Not without spilling a few drops on the kitchen counter.“Sorry.” Grace quickly said as she reached for a towel and wiped the spillage.“Thank you.” I said, giving her a small smile. “And—there’s no man. I am just in a happy mood today, nothing more. Which is quite normal, right?”“Right.” She nodded, evidently not convinced by my lie.“Good morning, Sofia.” Grace said, and I flicked my gaze to the door to see Sofia walking lazily into

ANTONIO. After leaving Rosalinda’s bedroom, my next stop was Carlo’s. It’s been a while since I saw him, and I missed him. Slipping inside his room, I found him on his bed, absorbed in cartoons on his iPad, unaware of my entrance.“What are you watching, boy?" I asked, chuckling, as I approached the bed.“Uncle Antonio.” He beamed, his face lighting up with excitement as he hoisted his head to look at me.I picked him up and threw him in the air before swiftly catching him back in my arms. His giggles filled the room, and that warmed my heart.“How are you?” I asked as I dropped him back on the bed and sat beside him.“I am fine. I missed you.” He pouted, wrapping his tiny arms around me.Patting his back, I muttered. “I missed you too.”“The last time you were here, you promised to take me to an amusement park.” He reminded me, his face lighting up. “Is it today?”I totally forgot about my promise to him. But unfortunately, I couldn’t fulfil that promise with Diego suspecting that

ROSALINDA.Carlo fell asleep almost immediately after Antonio left; he was really scared, and I couldn’t even imagine how traumatic the experience was for him. Even I was traumatized. I had experienced gun fights several times, but I could never get used to the violence.My anxiety was high as I waited for Antonio to return. He didn’t tell me where he was going, but I knew he went back to help his men fight. My heart wouldn’t stop beating dangerously fast as many scenarios of how things could go wrong subconsciously played in my mind.The more I tried to bounce the devastating thoughts out of my mind, the more they kept rushing in.Suddenly, the sound of my phone ringing cut through my thoughts, saving me from the suffocating grip of worry. I hastily grabbed my phone, hoping it was Antonio with reassuring news.But glancing at the screen, Giovanni’s name flashed on it.“Giovanni.” I said into the phone when I picked up.“Rosa. I heard you went on a baecation with your lover.” He tease

ROSALINDA.He lied to me. Antonio fucking lied to me, and I couldn’t even believe that I actually fell for it. I should have known better.“You lied to me.” I called him out with rage burning furiously within me.“I—“ he trailed off, raking his fingers through his hair frustratedly.After a while, he blew out an exasperated breath, then turned to look at Oliver and completed losing the rope that was used to tie him around the chair. It seemed like he had started losing it before I went in, though.Returning his gaze to me, he muttered. “I was about to let him go. He is free to go.”“You lied to me.” I seethed again as I began to close the distance between us. "Antonio, you lied to me.”“What was I supposed to do?!” He suddenly snapped.My eyes narrowed as I gazed at him, my nose flaring in rage.He exhaled sharply before continuing with a calmer voice. “I am sorry. I lost it. But Rosa, what was I supposed to do? Sit back and do nothing when I thought he was after my life."“How sure a

ROSALINDA.Today was birthday, and as planned, the party had already begun downstairs.I was dressed in a neon orange fitted dress with my raven black hair packed in a tight bun, accentuating my facial features.“Mommy. No. I want the blue one.” Carlo whined as he stared at the white shirt in my hand.I was in his room, dressing him up for the party.“The blue one it is, then.” I smiled sweetly as I leapt to my feet and trudged to his wardrobe to drop the white shirt.He giggled happily as I returned with the blue shirt, and I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my lips."Mommy, is Uncle Antonio coming?“ He asked, reminding me of the wound I had been trying to close.Antonio hadn’t reached out since that night, and it hurt like hell. He told me that he’d explain everything to me when he got the full details, but that explanation never came. I guess I expected too much from a mafia lord. How absurd.I got to hear a little bit of what happened from Sofia, though. Oliver called h