All Chapters of Her Mafia Don.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I became excited to take a shower.But before that, I got out a few of my stuff and laid them in the wardrobe which was empty.I paused at my memory box, opened it and took out the small blanket, squeezing it to my chest for an emotional second, then stuffed it away and went for a bath..I was running my hand through my hair when a knock came."Please come in," I said.Mom opened the door and entered. She was already dressed in an indigo cotton shirt and black flare pantsuit."Good morning mom," I said and blushed a little.It's been a while calling someone that.She smiled, took my face in her hands and kissed both my cheeks."Hope you slept well?" she asked tenderly, and I almost melted."Yeah, like a baby," I replied, and she smiled."If you're done, we're having breakfast now. Come on down, and after we'll take you on a house tour and talk a little. You know, cover old grounds."That was a rather strange way to put it for some reasons, but I nodded."I'm done."As we walked downs

I threw my arms around mom first, and dad later."Thank you," I said.I didn't know about the posters or ads because I was always locked inside by whoever was fostering me. Mom cleaned my tears."its in the past now. Let's leave it there.""Yes," dad said, getting up. "And now, if you will excuse me, I'll have to get to work." He kissed my cheeks, and mom too.''I'll be back early today so we can discuss with Anne.""Discuss what?" I asked with my brows furrowed."In the evening," dad said, and went out.I turned to mom."Mom....what?""She laughed. " And I've just discovered that you're nosy. Now come on. A tour of the house, some shopping, and we might just get to know each other better."I knew she was dodging the topic, but I went along.I'll find out in the evening.We finished our tour.The house was big, but not really, with just one floor.And there were a few fields and flowers.It looked new to me, and when I asked mom, she said that they'd bought it recently.."Mom, isn't

You weren't even around when he died. I was. And I'm the older one."It might come strange; Sergio was my brother, my older brother to be precise, and it was when I returned home two years ago that Portia cleared everything up.More like confused me the more.I still didn't know why papà left him nothing substantial... perhaps he had a reason."The older one who didn't get a dime out of papà's will. Where were you boozing?He made a show of coming to hit me, but Portia's low, controlling voice stopped him.Enough of all these brawl, she said and stood up, her rings glittering in the light of the overhead chandelier, "The will was read, sì. But there were conditions to it."She gave pointed looks to both me and Sergio, who was still fuming with anger."Now sit and let's talk it out. As a family."Sergio muttered something and sat back down, but I stood still , staring at her.sit, she said to me again, in a more commanding tone.I scoffed."I know the conditions for the will, and I've

New_York.Emily's POV.To be cool and cold and unemotional.That was the only way I was going to survive this.I snuggled into my passenger seat on the plane to get more comfortable. But nothing could make me relax now.And it's not because of the marriage to whoever.I've never been on a plane before. This was a whole new experience I was willing to try out, despite being uneasy and excited at the same time.📣📣📣I looked out to the front as an air hostess was signing the safety precautions that was being echoed over the speakers... and then we were warned to get ready for takeoff.First the plane glided slowly on the runway, then it picked up speed smoothly, and before I knew it, it was taking off!OMG!The feeling of being airborne. . . that moment when even gravity had no power over you and you could just float away. . .that was an awesome feeling. I was tempted to unbuckle my seatbelt and float right out of the plane, away from everything that clouded my life.But soon the fe

EmilyI managed an appreciative smile at the driver, who just nodded as he took my box inside. Another suited man came out and drove the car away from the entrance. I returned my gaze to the house in front of me, and oh my gosh! It was huge and had this antique quality to it; it was like an ancient house, perhaps it was a legacy. It was coated with dark grey marbles plastered on the walls; it gleamed in the midday sun. In front of the house were mowed green lawns which were surrounded by the same grey stones. There were about six steps leading to the door, and I climbed them slowly. The house might be beautiful, but it wasn't home. With a sigh, I lifted a trembling hand to knock on the door when suddenly it opened and a woman came rushing out. She immediately pulled me to her bosom in a tight hug, and she smelled of spices, bread, and fruits, which was a comforting smell."Oh, welcome, welcome!" she said with a huge smile, holding my hands as if we were long-time friends."Uh... thank