All Chapters of THE MAFIA'S HEIR : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

BIANCA'S POV The moment we got to Milan, I instantly missed being at Nonno's mansion in Sicily. "I miss there too." Manuel muttered beside me, and I released a lazy smile in agreement. It was the way he had the ability to always read my mind, that got to me the most. "Do you have an idea when Nonno is returning to Milan?" "You think he would tell me when he didn't let you know?" He chuckled in disbelief. "He said nothing to me." "Really? That means the gold empire project would be put on a hold until he returns." "I doubt." He shrugged. "Nonno doesn't neccessary have to be present for activities to continue. Moreover, this is the part of the project where he isn't really needed much. It's the human resource manager that has to work more now." "Hmmm." I nodded, but couldn't help the unsettling feeling in my stomach. "Are you sure it was best we left him all on his own?" "Biancaaa..." Manuel chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "You have really grown so used to ta

THIRD PERSON'S POV He woke up and gave a lazy smile the moment he saw her. She looked so beautiful laying beside him. In that moment, he realized there was probably nothing he couldn't do for the woman. She just completed him. He hadn't woken up, feeling so refreshed in weeks. Not wanting to wake her up, he carefully stood from the bed and made his way into the bathroom. Due to the fact that he had spent the night at his cousin's, he was left with no other choice but to use his wife's skincare products. He particular loved her shampoo, so it wasn't much of a bother. Immediately he was done having his bath, he dabbed his body dry and stepped out of the bathroom. Bella was still very much asleep, so he put on his clothes and checked his phone to know what the time said. It was already 9am! Had they slept in that long? Without thinking further, he made his way out of the room and headed towards the living room. "Good morning Aunt Mia." He greeted his aunt, who was curled up on t

MANUEL'S POV "Manuel, I'm carrying your child." She said. I blinked for a couple of seconds, unsure of how I was actually feeling at that moment. The fact that she had neither stuttered, nor blinked her eyes in fear, was more than enough to let me know all was not well. "That has got to be a sick joke!" I yelled, not able to help the negative way I felt about her words. How was that even possible??! 'How isn't it possible'? Oh God! This was definitely not the right time for my subconscious to act smart. "You sure know that I wouldn't come all the way, just to tell a lie and leave." She shrugged, that annoying smile spreading over her face once more. Right then, all I could think of was Bianca, and my hand reflexly tightened around hers. Oh God. What the hell had I gotten myself into? When Bianca squeezed my hand in support seconds later, I feared my knees would give out in relief. Thank goodness! She definitely didn't believe this crap that Francesca was speaking. "Why do y

MANUEL'S POV "Don't goooo!!" She whined, making me smile. "I miss you alreadyyyy." My wife could be a big baby sometimes. "I would be back before you know it." I smiled. "Come here and give me a kiss." I walked closer to the bed and bent down for a kiss. She pouted in mock annoyance, before finally giving in and kissing me. While she kissed me, her hands snaked around my neck, holding me very close to her. We broke off the kiss and she still refused to let go. "Babe?" I muttered. "I need to leave now, don't want to keep my men waiting." "I'm sorry." She pulled away, looking a bit distraught. "I don't even know what is wrong with me. Crazy hormones." She sighed. "But I do not like the way you look. If you insist I should remain home, then I would." "No no no!" She rushed out. "Not at all. You don't need to do that. All you just have to do is go and come back to me in one piece. I'm just naturally worried because nowhere seems safe for us anymore, and my senses feel more he

MASSIMO'S POV I woke up so late in the morning, feeling extremely tired. There wasn't a doubt that the recent happenings had really drained a lot of strength from me. I hadn't even had the time to see Francesca lately. We last saw each other about a week ago, when she said she was going to be at her father's place for the next week. That simply meant seeing her was going to be much difficult. I groaned in frustration, realizing she was the first person I thought about after waking up. And it drove me crazy because, I couldn't even tell what we were doing! Our relationship wasn't defined and I didn't want to complain about the fact that she was showing me any form of commitment, because I was scared I would lose her completely. If being in this undefined relationship was what worked best for her, I'd try to work with it. But for how long? I didn't know how long I was gonna be able to keep hiding what we shared. I knew we both shared something, we were beginning connect with each o