All Chapters of Under Mafia Protection: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MenaIn the past weeks at the Fanucci mansion, I finally began to fit in like I wanted to. Naty enjoyed her new life, and I had seen her relax and breathe in a way she never had.As promised, Donni and Levi hung out with me whenever I was bored and managed to steal them away from their duties. If it wasn’t them, it was Dante or especially Giulia Fanucci, who, to my surprise, took me under her wing.It wouldn’t be too far stretched to call her the mother figure I had wanted my whole life. Sometimes it was a little too much to the point where she had even revamped my wardrobe to her liking.Luckily the transformation to more colorful clothing, and some dresses and heels here and there didn’t bother me at all. Rather than changing me, it felt like she helped me find my style.Alessio had also made an unexpected effort to spend time with Naty and me. He would often take us out for meals, to the movies, and at one point, even to an amusement park Naty had been wanting to visit. Our bond st

MenaAlessio kept his promise by staying with me in bed. He made it clear to everyone in the mansion that he was not to be disturbed, even going as far as turning off his phone.He gave me his full attention as we binged a show. His ability to become completely immersed was unexpected, but watching him get so invested in the plots and characters was adorable.It brought a smile to my face and made me realize that he was just as crazy as everyone else.At one point, we took a break to greet Naty, who had told us all about her day, and after that, we returned to our marathon in the bedroom.By now, it was already midnight, but I didn’t mind."By the way, tomorrow is our monthly Fanucci brunch. Everyone expects you guys there," Alessio mentioned out of nowhere."Who is 'everyone'?" My throat went dry at his late invitation."Grandma, uncle, aunties, cousins, everyone," he said as if it were the most normal thing in the world.I panicked. "And you’re just telling me this now?" Alessio sh

MenaThe morning light entered the window as it did every morning, and I woke up. Alessio who was still asleep, had his arms around me. It was a first. I had never seen him sleep, better yet, he was never in the room by the time I would wake up.I couldn't help but smile as I studied his peaceful face, listening to his soft snores. He looked so innocent in his sleep, like he couldn’t do any person harm.It was no wonder he was tired. I couldn’t keep counts of the rounds we had throughout out the night. I was certain my whole body ached, but it was worth it.I had no regrets, and it was worth every moment, every touch. Alessio had shown me what it meant to enjoy it. With Anson, I would die inside hoping it would soon be over—but with Alessio, I never wanted it to end.The way he took care of me, made me feel like I was something special and voiced it out loud, did something to me.Not wanting to let go of him, I nuzzled closer and buried my head in his neck. Unfortunately he had sens

MenaI almost ran from the table when Stefano Fanucci sat on the opposite side of me, but it turned out to be a good thing—because I didn’t have to escape Domenico’s glance for much longer.The two were engrossed in their own conversation while I kept busy with Alessio. He couldn’t keep his hands by himself, and managed to touch my thigh every five minutes.Of course I had to push him away because he was unaware what he could do to me. Just one touch was enough to make me a hopeless waterfall.He removed his hand from my thigh and transferred some food from his plate to mine. “Eat,” he commanded softly as a warm smile appeared on his lips.“I am eating,” I said, looking down at my already full plate. If I ate any more, I was afraid I would explode.“Yes, but not enough,” Stefano chimed in. I gasped, unable to say anything because I didn’t want to disrespect him. Although I felt comfortable around Alessio, for some reason, I had already decided that this man didn’t like me at all.He l

AlessioI was greeted back by the sight of Estelle, the flight attendant who often work on our private jet. Her presence was a surprise as I had definitely not expected to see her."Estelle, what are you doing here?" I asked as she leaned in for a quick hug.A flush rose to her cheeks as she handed me the drink she held in her hand. “You remembered my name,” her eyes beamed with happiness. “I live and work here whenever I’m not in the sky.”A silence followed between us. She blinked her eyes, hoping I would be the one to keep the conversation going—but I had nothing to talk about. Not with her.It made me feel like a terrible person because she seemed like a nice woman."When I heard a Fanucci was coming, I already hoped it would be you," she eventually broke the silence.I cracked a smile. "What? You don't like my brothers?""I do," Estelle quickly clarified. "I was just hoping it would be you."Maybe if I kept my mouth shut, she would leave. Nothing against her, but I just wasn’t in