Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia's Charming Mate: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

|Rocco| I had contemplated over and over whether I should kill Matteo or not but something kept holding me back and it was the words of Irena as I went to Jamaica. I didn’t want her to worry and I found myself holding back a lot because I wanted to be a better person. The thought of coming back to a house where she was absent never occurred to me. It was even crazier that I didn’t know why she left. It felt like a dream. I kept reading the letter she left over and over but nothing got registered in my brain. My world was suddenly empty and she didn’t specify the exact reason why she left. “Find her to the end of the earth. I want her brought back to me. Also, do not hurt her in any way. I will decide what to do after I see her,” I commanded and sent almost all my men out. They camped in front of the house she ran away from, the entire town, and the front of Auntie’s house for several days, but no one saw any traces of her. It was like she disappeared off the trace of the earth.

She continued telling us about my childhood and several things that had happened until she mentioned my father’s death. That was the part I was waiting eagerly for.“That dreadful morning, we all woke up to find his dead body lying on the ground and he was covered with blood. There was a heavy gunshot fight that night so nobody came out. It was so sudden and unexpected, considering the fact that our town was always a peaceful one. Everyone locked their doors tightly and no one could come out.” She narratedBy now, her husband had joined us in the sitting room where we were discussing. He was busy boiling some medicinal herbs when we first came so he couldn’t stay with us.“What happened that day? I can’t seem to remember that much,” her head tilted to the side, trying to remember the details.Anxiousness took over me as I waited for her to resume. She shouldn’t forget the most important details. If I can know what happened that night, I will know the next line of action.“Isn’t that o

I couldn’t believe my ears. What I had dreaded the most finally happened. I knew one day it would be used against me so it took me a long time to get accustomed to the word that I was my father’s son.“From today onwards, you are my son. No one in this world will call you adopted because I am your father. I will treat you just like my son because you are one.” Bruno assured me that very day I arrived in Italy.Our encounter was a funny one. He was the ray of hope that popped up into my life when I lost all hope. I was to be sold into the unknown but he bought me and made me his legal son instead.“You are too intelligent to waste away. Be my son,” he declared that very day.I didn’t have any reason to turn down his proposal. I latched onto his offer immediately and something was sure—I wasn’t terrified of him. It was as if I found a puzzle piece to complete my future.Father was supportive of my dreams, wishes, and goals. He didn’t impose anything on me or pressure me into succeeding

|Rocco|The shock on my face was too much to hide. I never expected such an attack. Even the grip I had on her hand softened immediately and she used that opportunity to remove her hand from mine.“What do.. what are you… I mean, what do you mean by that? My father killed yours?” A successful statement struggled to find itself out of my mouth. I was really dumbfounded.The only thing I knew at that time was the fact that Luca was responsible for the murder instead of her mother. The investigation to get several pieces of evidence was still underway so I didn’t tell her yet. This new revelation got me wondering how her father killed her dad and why.“What do you mean? Can you explain in clearer terms? I really cannot understand what I just heard.” I had to let her know; my brain refused to digest it because it was too big.She left the room in silence and my shoulders dropped in defeat. She only made me realize the reason why she couldn’t laugh with me anymore, so dating was out of the

Ever since Rocco was brought to my house to live with us, something caught my attention, but I displaced it because I didn’t want to look jealous of Bojana’s closeness to him now that they all had one room to share.The very first time was when I came out of the room to have a glass of water on their second night in my house. She was sitting in one of the chairs and didn’t expect that someone would come out at that time.Immediately my leg connected to the small chair on the way, which I didn’t see because of the sleep in my eyes; she jumped up in horror and clenched the phone to her chest.“I didn’t know that you were here,” she was firm but the challenge of trying not to stutter was evident in her voice.“I didn’t have to announce my presence everywhere, do I?”Even though I was half asleep, my mouth wasn’t tied, so I fired back at her. She didn’t have the right to tell me how to walk in my own home when I was only providing shelter for them. I heard her whisper a low “I’ll call you