บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia's Dangerous Desire: บทที่ 201 - บทที่ 210

"What are you looking at? Have you taken up spying as a hobby now?" Chelsea sneered nervously, quickly shoving her phone into her bag.Amora didn't respond. She turned on her heel and left the boutique, with Albert following closely behind. She paid no attention to the gazes fixed on her as she exited.Chelsea scoffed under her breath. "So arrogant for just being someone's mistress.""Your tongue really is like a venomous snake, Chelsea. Why didn’t you say that in front of that man earlier? I bet he’d have wiped you out completely," Estelle retorted sharply.Chelsea swallowed hard, nervous. The man's piercing gaze was still shaking her."Aren’t you afraid of karma for constantly bullying and insulting Amora?" Estelle pressed, her tone laced with disdain."Are you cursing me now?" Chelsea snapped, visibly angered."It’s not a curse; it’s just reality. Every good or bad deed gets its reward. I’m just worried you’ll end up dying a horrible death," Estelle replied with an icy smirk."You—

A faint smile appeared on Estelle’s lips. She could understand Amora’s guarded demeanor and said, “It’s okay. I understand how you feel. You don’t have to rush to trust me again, Amora. But you’re truly incredible. I really admire you for managing to survive and hold on in your own way all this time.”The sincere compliment escaped Estelle’s lips. She genuinely admired Amora because, compared to what Amora had gone through, the challenges she faced over the past seven years seemed insignificant.“Thank you. I’ve made it this far because of my son and because God intervened in my life,” Amora replied, wiping the corner of her eyes that had begun to water.Amora couldn’t hold back her emotions. Reuniting with an old friend and revisiting her past was emotionally overwhelming for her.“What about you … is what Chelsea said earlier true? Did your father force you into marriage because of me?” Amora asked, trying to shift the topic of their conversation.Estelle gave a faint smile. Like Am

On the way to pick up her son from school, Amora sat quietly in the backseat, lost in thought about her conversation with Estelle.A wedding organizer isn’t a bad idea. But ….Her eyes caught Albert Parker’s reflection in the rearview mirror as he focused on driving. “Mr. Parker,” she called.Albert glanced briefly at her before returning his attention to the road. “Yes, Ma’am,” he replied.“Could you help me investigate something?” Amora asked, noticing his sharp look through the mirror.“I mean, do you know someone trustworthy who can handle discreet investigations?” she clarified.Albert smirked faintly. “You can count on me, Ma’am. Even though I’m just a driver, I’m quite a skilled informant,” he said confidently.He wasn’t bluffing. Both Regis and Mark often relied on him to gather critical information. Albert had an impressive network.“Really?”Amora was taken aback but thought for a moment before hesitantly asking, “Then, could you look into Estelle Mauverick?”Albert raised h

"Are you sure you didn't make any mistakes, including challenging Levent?" Diego questioned sharply.Regis understood that his earlier actions were risky. However, he felt he had no other choice but to assert himself to Altan Demir, making it clear that he was not someone to be trifled with."Father, he started it first. I was only giving him a little warning," Regis defended himself."Oh?"Diego raised an eyebrow and fixed his sharp gaze on his son.Understanding the meaning behind his father's look, Regis recounted the events that forced him to confront Altan Demir. However, he deliberately left out any mention of Amora, not wanting to drag her into the conflicts between organizations."You haven't forgotten, have you, that we have an agreement with Levent?" Diego probed.Diego believed Regis shouldn't have meddled in the dispute between Altan Demir and Beth Jefferson, as it was outside their jurisdiction.He also thought that Regis should just simply block Altan's attempts to spy o

"The woman who’s destined for you?"Diego smirked bitterly at his son’s declaration. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through its screen. Once he found what he was looking for, he handed the device to Pablo, instructing him to show it to his son since they were seated at a considerable distance from each other.Pablo approached his young master and presented the device.Regis’s expression turned cold immediately. He frowned for a brief moment before shifting his gaze from the phone back to his father, who was clearly pressuring him.“Is she the woman you’re destined to be with?” Diego asked, his tone sharp and probing.Regis gripped the armrest of the sofa tightly and answered firmly, “Yes.”“And who is this woman?” Diego pressed, retrieving the phone from Pablo’s hand.Regis smirked faintly. He didn’t know how his father had obtained a photo of him and Amora at the grand opening of Beth Jefferson’s art gallery, but he suspected that someone had deliberately sent it to him with ult