All Chapters of My Mafia Savior: Chapter 101 - Chapter 108

The room fell quiet as the gravity of his words sank in. Selena's hand tightened in mine, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. Our love had been tested by fire, forged in the crucible of fear and betrayal, but it had never wavered. From the moment I claimed her as my own, she had been the beacon that guided me through the darkness. One by one, the Family members approached us, their expressions a mix of awe and gratitude. They had seen the horrors of the mafia firsthand, the lives lost and the hearts broken in the quest for power and vengeance. But our story, our unyielding bond, had given them a glimpse of something else—a possibility of redemption and peace in a world that seemed to offer only bloodshed. Selena's eyes met mine, and I knew she felt the same hope swelling within her chest. Our love had been a catalyst for change, a reminder that amidst the chaos, there were moments of purity and beauty worth fighting for. We had survived the storm, and now, together, we would lead

Selena and I dance, our hearts light despite the gravity of the day's events. Our eyes meet and we share a knowing smile, a silent acknowledgment of the journey we've taken together. The whispers of our love story have grown into a legend that has inspired not just our Family, but the entire city. Our partnership, once a secret, is now the foundation upon which our children will build their reign. The whispers of change continue to echo through the grand hall, a gentle reminder that our work is never truly done. The city is safer, the Families more united, but there are always those who seek to disrupt the peace. Our children will face challenges we could never have imagined, but we have faith in their strength and wisdom. They have been taught to rule with love and compassion, to protect those who cannot protect themselves, and to never lose sight of the legacy we've worked so hard to forge. But amidst the celebration, Selena pulls me aside, her eyes filled with a secret she can n

The whispers grew into a murmur as the Families watched the confrontation unfold, the room buzzing with tension. Selena’s eyes searched mine, her hand trembling as she tried to process Michael’s outburst. The baby, once a whisper of joy, had become a battle cry for a struggle we hadn’t anticipated.I hated the sadness in Selena's eyes. She was holding up the best she could until the guests started to leave the party."Let's go to our room," I suggested, my arm around her waist. She nodded, her steps heavy with the weight of Michael's words.Once we were alone, Selena sank onto the bed, her hands covering her face. "I can't believe this," she sobbed. "Our own son, telling us to... to end our baby's life."I sat beside her, pulling her into an embrace. "He has some explaining to do to me, my love. I have not completely stepped down as Don, and will not allow him to talk like that to you."Selena's sobs grew quieter, her body relaxing slightly into my embrace. "Joseph, make love to me?

We sat in the nursery, holding each other, until the early light of dawn began to peek through the windows. The storm outside had passed, leaving the city washed clean and ready for a new day. Our hearts, however, remained heavy with the weight of our son's words. The following days were filled with tension, as Selena and I navigated the delicate dance of family dynamics and mafia politics. Michael was distant, often leaving the house early and returning late, his mind clearly preoccupied with the burdens he felt as the soon-to-be Don. Isabella, torn between her love for her brother and her loyalty to us, tried her best to mediate, but the divide grew wider with each passing moment. In private, Selena and I discussed our strategy, our voices hushed so as not to carry beyond the confines of our suite. "We must be firm," she said, her eyes gleaming with determination. "We can't let him believe that love is weakness." "Agreed," I replied, stroking her belly gently. "But we must