All Chapters of The Mafia King's Doll : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 7SkylarWaking up in the middle of the night, I’m still clutching a pen. I fell asleep while making a list of things I have to do when I get released from the hospital.I’m so excited about the second chance I’ve been given, I can’t wait to get out of here.While I set the pen down on the bedside table, I pat the covers in search of the notepad. When I don’t find it, I reach for the remote so I can turn the lights on.Movement catches my eyes, and as they flick to the door, I don’t see anyone.I could’ve sworn I saw something move.Switching on the light, I glance at the covers, but not seeing the notepad, I frown and search the floor around the bed.“Where did it go?”Just then, my eyes land on the bedside table, and I see the notepad.I must’ve put it there before falling asleep.Getting comfortable on the bed again, I pick up the notepad and pen and flip to the page I was writing on.I read over the list I’ve made, then my eyes widen, and a gasp escapesme.A life for a li

Chapter 9SkylarThe stitches were removed a few days ago, and Dr. Bentall says my body is adjusting to the transplant at a satisfactory rate.Honestly, I feel as good as new, and with every passing day, I’m becoming stronger. I’m even gaining weight again.While I fill little pockets of dough with shredded beef so I can make steamed dumplings, Louisa places a cup of tea on the counter.“You’re spending too much time in the kitchen,” she chastises me. “You promised to take it slow.”“If I take it any slower, I’ll be in bed twenty-four-seven,” I mumble. I shoot her a grin. “It feels like I’ve been released from a prison sentence. Let me enjoy life.”“I just don’t want anything going wrong.”Giving her a reassuring smile, I say, “Nothing will go wrong. I feel healthy, and as soon as I get tired, I’ll take a nap.”She lets out a sigh before walking out of the kitchen, and I take a quick sip of the tea then continue making another dumpling.Suddenly, the tiny hairs on the back of my neck

Chapter 11SkylarA miracle happened today.Dad finally let me go to the store on my own. It felt weird driving a car, but as I walk up and down the aisles, I feel empowered.That’s until the eerie sensation I’ve been experiencing since I left the hospital ripples down my spine.Shaking my head hard, I do my best to ignore it as I grab flour and baking powder from the shelf.Unable to help myself, I glance over my shoulder, and for a split second, I catch sight of a man in a light brown suit.Like an idiot, I stand frozen while staring at the end of the aisle.I’m not insane, and there is no such thing as ghosts.Fear tightens my stomach, and tearing my eyes away from the spot where I saw the man, I push the cart to the next aisle.I keep glancing around me, and by the time I reach the fruit and vegetables, I’m second-guessing myself once again.I’m digging through zucchinis, looking for the biggest ones, when someone comes to stand slightly behind me. When I see the light brown suit

Chapter 13SkylarYesterday, Dad contacted the private security firm, and he said they’re putting a skilled team together to protect me.It doesn’t make me feel any better, because I think we should go to the police, but Dad won’t hear about it.Sitting in Dr. Bentall’s office at the hospital, we wait for him to arrive so he can give me a checkup. He’s already twenty-five minutes late, and Dad’s getting agitated.“What’s taking him so long?” Dad mutters as he pulls his phone out of his pocket.I watch as he dials Dr. Bentall’s personal number, but a moment later, he shakes his head. “It goes straight to voicemail.”Patting Dad’s arm, I get up and say, “I’ll check with Julia.” Walking to the reception counter, I smile as I ask, “Do you know where Dr. Bentall is?” She gives me an apologetic look. “I’m sorry you’re waiting so long, Skylar. I’ve tried to call but can’t get a hold of him. Do you want to wait a little longer, or should we reschedule? I can squeeze you in tomorrowafternoon.

Chapter 15RenzoWatching Skylar scream at her father on the live stream from the camera in the room brings me a sliver of satisfaction.It looks like she’s losing her mind, and it’s clear she had no idea where the kidney came from.Not that it changes anything.I’m still going to make her suffer for the rest of her life.The way I have to suffer every day I’m forced to live without Giulio.Skylar slumps down to her ass and leans back against the wall. She looks exhausted.Not wanting her to die yet, I know I’ll have to make her more comfortable.“Carlo, put a bed in one of the empty offices,” I order. “On it, boss.”My eyes are glued to the screen as I watch Harlan stalk up and down like a caged animal while Bentall stands in a corner.Skylar buries her face in her arms that are wrapped around her knees, the skirt of her dress pinned between her calves and the back of her thighs.My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I quickly pull it out. Seeing Dario’s name, I answer, “Did you find o