All Chapters of The Mafia Don's Innocent Love: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

ArtemyI felt numb as I stepped out of the car. Standing in the driveway, I stared at the estate. The front doors were open, but my feet were rooted in place, refusing to move.  There was an ache in my chest. I left with Rebecca but was coming back without her. At the thought of coming back home without my Angel and knowing she wouldn’t be there to greet me or kiss me, the pain in my chest intensified.  Brayden came to stand beside me, and he waited. I felt Avim on my left side. And then Leon and Milandro. Nobody stepped forward. They all waited for me.  No matter how much pain I was in, I was still a Boss—the King. I couldn’t let myself get weak at a moment like this. Swallowing past th

ArtemyI turned back toward my captive, and his fearful eyes met mine. He tried to glance at his wife, but my body was hiding his view.  His body started to shake from the lack of oxygen. But that wasn’t all. It was also from fear. For his wife and daughter.  I couldn’t help but smirk. Interesting.  “Come in, ladies. I’m sure you would want to stay with your husband as he takes his last breath. We wouldn’t want him to die alone. Keep him company,” I taunted without glancing away from the man’s eyes.  Releasing my hold on his throat, I stepped away. He fell to his knees, and my heart soared with power. Yet

RebeccaMy body was strangely warm. I was floating, and a sense of peace surrounded me. My eyes opened, and I blinked several times, trying to get accustomed to my surroundings.  When my eyes finally adjusted to the light, I let out a gasp, my heart fluttering like the wings of a hummingbird.  I wasn’t in the dungeon.  No, I was in a beautiful room. I sat up, and my eyes widened when I saw Artemy sitting next to me. Artemy!  He was right there. Next to me. He found me! He came…he really came for me. Just like I knew he would. My hea

ArtemyNone of them were innocent. There was no innocence when it came to Raffaele’s men. I still remembered when Rebecca was telling me about her abuse. How Raffaele’s men would rape her while the sick bastard watched.  I was going to avenge my Angel the only way I knew how.  I was going to destroy the Italians. One by one, until they bowed down to me. To Rebecca.  Reaching forward, I touched Rebecca’s cheek through the photo. Wait for me, Angel.  I was snapped out of my thoughts when the door banged open. I looked away from Rebecca to find my father and Howard walking in.  

ArtemyOne second. Two. Three. Four.  With each passing second, her panic grew.  Five. Six. Seven. Eight.  She cried silently. I just smiled, or was it a half sadistic smile? Probably.  Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve.  I heard the door behind us open. It closed with a bang. I heard the sound of high heels clicking against the hard floor.  “Did someone call me?” the intruder said to my back. I felt the smile in the intruder’s voice.  I didn&rsq