All Chapters of Mafia's Lost Princess: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

IsabellaI saw nothing and everything. Dust, blood, and the sound of pain filled the air through the glass of the van, along with the occasional boom here and there.My heart thundered in my chest, matching the booms that were becoming more frequent. "Princess!" The sound of my title, coupled with that of the door sliding open harshly, caused me to jump.My heart was in my chest as I watched Alessandro look at me with wide eyes. He stepped aside to reveal Frederick, panting and looking scared.He climbed into the van as he was pushed inside by Alessandro. "Stay here!" He yelled at the scared man before slamming the door.Frederick panted heavily as he pulled off his dusty jacket to reveal an equally dusty shirt underneath. He clawed at the top two buttons of the shirt, freeing his throat so he could suck in more air.He looked disheveled yet oddly attractive. He looked at me with eyes so wide I thought they would pop out of his head."Do you know about them?" He asked between breaths.

IsabellaBeside Roman, who was dressed in all black, was Valentino. Behind Valentino, running away into the distance, was my cousin who still didn't look back."This is quite touching," Roman said with a small smile."It is quite bad," Valentino said in response. I felt my lips stop trembling as I bit it between my teeth. Anger bubbled up within me as I looked at the two murderous men in front of me. "Neither of you have any idea what you're doing," I said as I slowly stood up."Trust me, we know exactly what we're doing. I will kill you, and then the city will be mine. But if you surrender, I promise I will spare your life, princess," Roman spat the word "princess."I looked down towards the body of Frederick and felt deep regret coursing through my veins. But the last thing I would let take over me was the fear of surrender."Mia Bella," I heard Damon from behind me as he slowly approached. The faces of the men in front of me changed to be a bit more guarded."Don't move, Mafia King

IsabellaThe room was first silent. Until Donatella exploded in a flurry of screams and shouts."We have been with the system for generations! You cannot come here and change it. It would be better if you step aside and let the one who is meant to sit on the throne handle this. You cannot do this! I will stop you. I promise I will not let this stand! Hundreds of years of tradition thrown away by your kind! I should have sided with Sandra when she called you a nameless scum. Because that is what you are," her voice lowered with the last word.She was panting heavily, and when the realization of what she had said dawned on her, horror took over her features. She raised a hand to cover her mouth and gently began to shake her head. But I had already seen this from the start. I had seen that you would offer no apology but instead, you would walk out of the room. Her eyes turned to me as though she sought me to stand beside her. But she was alone. She dropped her hand and squared her shou

IsabellaNo one needed to tell me what morning sickness looks like. I heaved as I threw up what was my dinner from the night before shortly after Damon left. Finally, I pushed myself back against the toilet seat and put my head between my knees."This can't be real," I told myself, even as a small smile began to form on my lips. I pushed myself up from the floor and staggered until I found a robe. I made my way to Paula's room and pushed open her door. She was still sleeping when I came in. I shook her until she woke up."I'm pregnant," I said after she rubbed her eyes awake."Are you sure?" she asked, still looking sleepy."I'm having morning sickness, and I'm late. I'm at least two weeks late, and I didn't think about it before because so many things were happening at the same time, and finally… I'm sure I'm pregnant," I said after bombarding her with so many words."Have you called him?" she asked, and I shook my head."Well… maybe we should talk to the doctor first, and then we co

Damon"Ivan," I said into the phone."Yes, my love," he answered, making me roll my eyes."I heard about the things you did. I've heard about how you killed Roman. It's smart. But his son is alive. His son is here. I need you to pull up some contacts for me. I'll text them to you. But I want you to tell them how incompetent RJ is in handling his father's business.Plant a good seed about how he would run everything to the ground in a couple of months. Make it sound convincing. It's been a while since I've done some espionage, Damon, but it's fine. I have my ways. I expect your response by tomorrow."I turned away from the window to find Isabella's face guarded. Her hand was on her belly protectively, and she looked deep in thought."We just need to wait for a while," I said as I reached my hand towards her, beckoning her to me. She smiled, but I didn't need much observation to tell that she was forcing it."Ted, can you give us a minute?" I asked, and the young man packed up his lapto