All Chapters of My Mafia Saviour : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LUCIANO'S POV Morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. I sat up quietly, careful not to disturb her as she lay beside me, peaceful and unguarded in her sleep. Her dark brown hair spread across the pillow like a halo, framing her face in soft, loose curls. She looked delicate, almost fragile in this moment, as though the fire she carried within her had dulled to a gentle ember.My fingers brushed against her cheek, and I marveled at the contrast between this quiet, sleeping beauty and the fierce, defiant woman I'd tangled with last night. She was something rare, a paradox of strength and vulnerability, boldness and gentleness. It stirred something in me, something I hadn't felt for a long time, a strange possessive tenderness that both intrigued and unsettled me.Her lashes fluttered slightly as she shifted, mumbling something incoherent. Even asleep, she seemed as if she was ready to fight against the world if she had to, I couldn't help but c

NADIA'S POVI'd woken up the next morning to find his side of the bed empty, the lingering scent of him the only trace that he'd been there. I blinked against the early light filtering through the room, a feeling of quiet settling over me. My mind slowly brought back flashes of the night before, the intensity of his pressure, his touch, the way he left no room for resistance.My fingers touched the sheets beside me, it was faintly warm, as if he'd only recently left. I got up, brushing my fingers through my hair, my mind swimming with questions, though one echoed louder than the others. Realizing I was still in his room, I climbed down from the bed, taking a proper look at the entire room. It was indeed owned by Luciano.I exited the room to return to mine, Layla must have come to find me. I wandered through the unfamiliar hall, barely remembering the route back to my room. After a few minutes, I stumbled upon the dining room, pausing my lips into a deep thin line, as I met with Laila

AUTHORIn a dark corner, a man lounged on a couch, one leg draped elegantly over the other. His face was obscured by shadows and a haze of cigarette smoke that drifted lazily through the room. He was completely indifferent to everything around him, his aura exuding an eerie coldness that could send shivers down anyone's spine. The faint red glow from his cigarette was the only light in his corner.A sudden vibration jolted him from his reverie, and he glanced at his phone screen, smirking as he read the message, he stubbed the cigarette ashes under his foot, straightened up and left the corner.****Nadia couldn't sleep peacefully, as she kept tossing around on the bed. At one point, she sat up, feeling thirsty, she climbed down the bed and went to the kitchen for water. While she was returning, she wondered if Luciano was back, but shrugged it off. If he was back, he'd come to her room, she thought and continued to return to her room.She hadn't taken more than five steps, when she h

NADIA'S POVHaving lunch with Luciano felt like a century, as I tried to finish my food quietly and pretend to not notice his stares on me. But the tense silence was almost suffocating, as I could feel his gaze, heavy, serious, as if studying my every movement.I glanced up and accidentally met his Intense gaze, my heart skipped and instantly averted my gaze, embarrassed.“What's going on in your mind?” He suddenly asked, his voice calm, almost detached.I looked up at him again, trying to hold his gaze this time, but the weight of his attention felt too much, and I looked down collecting my thoughts. “I’m tired of staying in the door, every passing day.” I finally said, my voice soft. I was about to say another thing but trailed off, realizing how vulnerable I must have sounded. I risked another glance at him, his expression darkened, as though the words hit deeper than I'd expected. I didn't dare to look up again, as he sat quietly, his face unreadable.After a moment he spoke, his

AUTHOR“You won't take this off, no matter what?” He warned, his tone dead serious.“And why is that?” “You won't want to know. Just do what you're told.”Nadia nodded and moved away from him, as if running away from a predator, as his gaze on her grew heated. The smirk on his grew wider and got up, about to leave but paused before he could get to the door. “I'd be away for some days, call me if you miss me or need anything.” he said, and with one last glance, he exited the room.Nadia reached her hand to the necklace, catching the pendant between her fingers. She instinctively got up from the bed and went to stand In front of the mirror stand, admiring the tiny beautiful necklace. A necklace to justify his misdeed? She thought, frowning slightly. Only if she knew the truth behind it.*****Damon kept his plan to meet Nadia at bay, since he had more pressing matters to attend to, outside the country. He had deceived and lied to Mia, using her feelings for Luciano, only to use her t