All Chapters of Mafia's Lost Princess: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Isabella My heart rate still hadn't steadied from the ordeal earlier. I felt their eyes on me, scrutinizing, judging, trying to determine whether each word I spoke was genuine or a lie. And then there was Damon, telling me that I didn't do as bad as I thought. There was no way I was going to believe him, of course. "Mia Bella," he said as his hands cupped my shoulders, pulling me back towards him. "You are captivating," his voice said close to my ear. "Truly beautiful, and like the Queen you are. I didn't think you had that much Queen in you, but I'm proud. I'm so proud of you," he whispered, planting a kiss on my earlobe before lightly nibbling on it, causing me to giggle. "Do you mean that?" I asked after my fit of giggles. "Every word," he answered, pulling me closer to his chest. "Are we going anywhere else?" I asked after a while. "You are going home, not me, I have bueineas to attend to," he said, pointing towards the vast forest in front of us. The helicopter ride was to

Isabella"There's one more thing," Julio said with a serious face. "You still need to meet some people. I made some calls when we were in the lower city and was able to pull some strings.""So you want me to meet them and express my gratitude to them for helping me out of a tough spot?" I asked, finishing his sentence.Julio blushed and nodded rapidly, shaking his head. "It's not like that. You're not going to thank anybody. They want to see you," Julio said after a moment of blushing heavily. I decided I liked the sight of him flustered and made a mental note to do it as often as I could."So, who are they?" I asked, raising an eyebrow."Some of them have ties with my family. Some of them are quite close to the masked King. Some are far away and embedded deep in enemy territory. I'm talking some of them are friends with Raphael, but it looks like they want to turncoat. I know this might be hard to hear, Princess, but over the past few years, there has been a shift in power. While the

DamonHe asked, squinting his green eyes at me. I smiled in response, causing him to raise his eyebrows. His face suddenly changed from slightly playful to serious."I don't know if I can do that. I don't know if they will allow an outsider to sit as a Lord," he said."The Masked King is an outsider," I reminded him of my status. "In fact, if I remember correctly, what caused Martinez his life was calling the Masked King a nameless outsider.""Yes," Nicholas said, "but you see the big difference between me and him? He is one of you. I am as foreign as they get. I still fumble occasionally. It's hard for me to do a lot of things. Frank is like you," I said, reminding him of his friend."Let me find Frank first," he proposed. "If I find Frank, I can do it anonymously. If I join the Six Lords and try to find Frank, all of them would know, and they might hide him even more."I rubbed my chin, seeing the reason in his proposition. "And soon, you'll join the council," I said, lowering my fa

IsabellaShe tore through my wardrobe with a speed I didn't know she had, flipping through each hanger until she settled on something.After that, it was shoes, and then accessories. Once she was armed, she pushed me into the bathroom and yelled, “Five minutes!” as she slammed the door.I spent more than five minutes. My movements were slow, dull, and delayed. I was sore to the point where it was hard to lift my legs. But I was in a blissful state, so I couldn't complain.Paula's hands were on her hips as she glared at me when I came out of the bathroom."I'm sorry. I'm so sore," I told her in my defense as she grabbed my arm."Michael just called me. He said they're on their way already! They'll be here in at least 30 minutes. We don't have that time," she said hurriedly.She hurriedly toweled me dry and then set me on the vanity where she applied minimal makeup and styled my hair again. By the time we were done with my hair, Marie poked her blonde head inside the room and flashed a

Damon Earlier that morning Leaving Isabella alone almost caused me physical pain, but I needed to work. Andrew had sent me a message when I woke up that he would like to get the meeting over with as early as possible. "Talk to me," I said into the phone after dialing his number. "I have my friend with me, and he'd like to, as much as I would, get this meeting over with this morning," Andrew said with a clear voice. "I'll speak to the king and get back to you," I said as I hung up. It was too early for this shit. I thought as I caressed Isabella's silky hair. I gently untangled her from my chest and the mess of limbs that were our legs before climbing out of the bed. "Shit," I muttered as I almost fell due to a sudden dizzy spell. Looks like I pushed myself last night, I thought as I looked back at Isabella. Her new position showed the hickeys I left on her neck and chest, making me smile. Her sweet pale skin would show anything, making me oh so eager to leave something on the l