All Chapters of The Mafia King's Doll : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Chapter 36DarioI’ve just picked up the drugs from Frankie, and driving up a street in Brownsville, I recognize an SUV parked outside of a diner.I slow down, and when I park behind the vehicle, I see Eden and Tyrone sitting in a booth. It looks like they’re eating pie.I push the R8’s door open to get out, but an alarm on my phone has me digging the device out.Seeing an alert regarding Miguel, I quickly go into the app. He’s been spotted in Miami.Christ. We have to move fast.I shut the door again, and starting the engine, I pull away from the curb while dialing Damiano’s number.“You better have good news for me. My men killed the fucking uncle,” he mutters.“Miguel’s in Miami,” I say, feeling good that I finally get to give him solid information.“Wheels up in thirty minutes,” he grumbles. “Let the others know we’re meeting at the airfield.”“On it.”The call ends and when I stop at a traffic light, I quickly send a group text out.Miguel spotted in Miami. Meet at the airfield s

Chapter 38EdenWhen Dario walks into the bedroom looking like hell, I shoot up and rush to his side.“What the hell happened to you?” When I get a good look at him and notice blood on his shirt, I gasp, “Jesus, Dario! Did you get shot?”“No.” He grips my chin with his fingers, and I smell gunpowder. Locking eyes with me, he says, “I’m fine. Two bullets grazed me. It’s nothing serious.”“Let me look at you,” I mutter as I yank my chin free and start to unbutton his shirt.He lets me tug the fabric off, and I let out a breath of relief when I see the grazed skin on his side.“You’re so damn lucky there’s no bullet,” I snap as I shoot him a glare. “I swear to God, if you ever die on me, I’m bringing you back so I can kill you myself.”“One grazed me on my back as well,” he says as if it’s something to be proud of.“What?!” I dart behind him, and seeing the red welt across his back, I slap him against the shoulder. “Get your ass in the bathroom so I can clean the wounds.”“Scrapes,” he c

SynopsisI was born into the Cosa Nostra, so I’ve always known an arranged marriage loomed in my future.When the Capo dei Capi of the Cosa Nostra comes to Sicily to give his approval for his cousin, Stefano, to take me as his bride, I know my fate isall but sealed. Marrying Stefano is the last thing I want, but being a woman, I don’t have a say in the matter.Damiano Falco is merciless and rules the Cosa Nostra with an iron fist.Everyone fears him and won’t dare go against him.I’m still trying to accept that I’ll have no choice but to marry Stefano when Damiano utters the last word anyone expects to hear.“No.”He doesn’t give his approval, nor does he offer any explanation.But if I think his refusal will set me free, I have another thing coming. Instead, my bags are packed, and within hours, I find myself sitting on a private jet with the head of the Costa Nostra.The ruthless man doesn’t tell me anything, and I have no idea what my future holds.To say I’m terrified is the unde

Chapter 3DamianoHalfway to the airfield where the private jet is waiting, I tuck my phone back into my pocket.Stefano’s pissed off that I didn’t give my blessing and instead took the woman he wanted to marry, but he’ll just have to get over it.The di Bella household is a fucking mess, and I refused to stay there a second longer. I’m used to violence. It’s second nature to me, but having to see Gabriella degraded and mistreated tested my patience. If I’d stayed for dinner, instead of leaving, there would’ve been a blood bath.I glance at Gabriella and notice she’s changed her outfit. She looks glamorous in the pink suit, and even though I have zero interest in her, I notice her cleavage that’s on full display.She might be on the shorter side, but she has curves in all the right places. She’s beautiful, but that’s not why she’s sitting beside me.When she held eye contact with me, I was actually a little stunned. It showed she has more guts than most of the men in our world.No mat

Chapter 5GabriellaMy eyes dart from one tall building to another, and I’m struck speechless at the hustle and bustle of cars and people so late at night.After an hour's drive, the SUV enters an underground parking, and only when we climb out do I realize the other guards didn’t follow us. I have no idea what’s happened to my belongings.“Come,” Carlo mutters.I follow Damiano and his guard into an elevator, the muscles in my body wound tight as I cautiously glance from one man to the other.Being alone with them is super unnerving.Instead of the elevator opening on a residential floor, the doors open on the roof.When I see the helicopter, my stomach drops to my feet, and my mouth dries up.Oh no.This is why Damiano made the comment earlier.The wind is icy up on the roof, and I try to rub some warmth into my arms.The helicopter doesn’t look as trustworthy as the private jet, and I start to tremble as I climb into it.Damiano takes a seat beside me, sitting much closer to me bec