บททั้งหมดของ MY MAFIA’S CODED HEART: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Luca's POVMy phone buzzed in my pocket, a call from my mother. I glanced at the screen but declined it. I couldn’t deal with her panic right now.Suddenly, my father stirred, his weak voice breaking the silence. “Luca… are you alright?”I stared at him, anger bubbling up again. “Am I alright?” I repeated, my voice low and sharp. “That’s what you’re asking me? You’ve been hiding this from us. From me. How long have you known? How long have you been coughing your lungs out, pretending nothing was wrong?”To my shock, he laughed, a dry, wheezing sound that only made me angrier. “Luca,” he said, his voice raspy, “I’m old. I’ve lived long enough. What’s the point in clinging to life when it’s already slipping away?”“Stop talking like that,” I snapped, stepping closer to the bed. “You don’t get to talk about death like it’s some casual thing. You don’t get to leave us like this, leave me like this.”His tired eyes softened, and he gestured for me to sit beside him. Reluctantly, I did, th

Astrid’s POVThe moment I walked into the meeting with Ace, every pair of eyes in the room turned to me, their expressions a mix of shock, anger, and distrust. I could feel the tension crackling in the air, but I kept my head high and my steps steady. This wasn’t the time to falter. I had made my choice, and I wasn’t going to let anyone question it.“Isn't she Luca's hacker?”I heard one of the members murmuring to another. “Why would Ace bring her here?” the other responded.A man seated near the head of the table couldn't help but make me shudder at the question he asked. “Do we know you?” he stared at me, trying to remember if he actually knew me.“She's astrid, Luca's hacker… I mean a former hacker.”Ace introduced me to everyone as I stood there waiting for someone to speak.“Ace? She’s his ally?” The man that had the shuddering question scoffed, slamming his hands on the table, his voice booming.“A snake in our den, Ace. What the hell do you think you're doing?”Murmurs of agr

Astrid's POVThe maids returned with the first aid kit, and Ace insisted on cleaning the wound himself, his touch surprisingly gentle despite the frustration simmering just beneath the surface.As we sat there on the cushion, I couldn't help but think if he sincerely cared about me. The Ace I knew before was in conclusion a selfish bring. But now it seemed all that had changed only because I had agreed to be with him.Was he doing all this so I'd have no reason to leave just like I left Luca? The thoughts lingered in my head, and now I came to the conclusion that I overthink so much.I watched him for a while, taking my gaze away once he glanced at me. I felt his hands rubbing my hands romantically, on purpose. The whole thing was becoming too weird to handle. “I can do it myself.” I said politely, taking over as I began to treat my pinky finger.Ace stood up, I could sense that he was staring. “Next time, just let them handle it.”I nodded, but my mind was elsewhere. He smiled briefl

Astrid's POVDinner was supposed to be a quiet moment for me, a chance to gather my thoughts and regroup after the day’s chaos. But instead, I found myself still glued to my laptop, sifting through more dead ends. Every call I made to resorts, penthouses, and properties Luca owned turned up nothing. He wasn’t keeping his family in any of the obvious places.Of course, he wasn’t. Luca was smarter than that, too clever to leave a trail anyone could follow, even me.Then I saw one last place I could call. It was a The sound of footsteps approaching pulled me from my thoughts. I barely had time to close the laptop before Ace walked in, his presence as commanding as ever.“Where have you been?” I asked casually, trying to sound more curious than nervous. “Did you go to any meetings without me?”Ace shook his head, a small smirk playing on his lips. “No meetings today. There’s one scheduled for tomorrow, though.”I nodded, trying to mask my relief. “Well, you should join me for dinner, th

Luca's POVThe city's buzz echoed in the atmosphere as I remained in my softly illuminated penthouse, gazing through the expansive glass doors up from here.The moon's light shone its brightness, it resembled cars as they weaved through the streets underneath, creating memories. Indiana wasn't a place of residence, yet it had turned into a refuge of sorts until things calmed down. I rested against the rim of the glass, the cold piercing my skin. I recalled the hospital, envisioning my father's pale ailing face while he rested on the surgical table. He appeared delicate, more feeble than I ever imagined a man like him could be. “Forgive them,” he had stated, his voice hardly more than a murmur. "Look after your mother and your sisters." "Also, Astrid…" I tightened my hands recalling the memory. His words pierced me like a sword. Even in the face of death, my father managed to consider Astrid. He thought she was my perfect match, that she merited my class of women. Deep down within