All Chapters of The Mafia's Little Obsession: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Sienna:I was quiet as I watched the kids with their father.I didn't have it in me to speak. I didn't even have it in me to look at them. My heart ached with each moment that passed as I realized how great of a father he was and yet how he chose to play me, his wife, his soul mate, the woman that he chose to be with.While I do agree that our marriage was always arranged, it was something that we did not really have an option in. The two of us chose to be with one another, the two of us chose to fall in love, and the two of us chose to give our marriage a chance.And he just ended up throwing all of that, ignoring my presence, neglecting it, and choosing to play me as if I was some kind of victim, as if I was some kind of girl who he could just end up getting rid of once he was done with the job. It tore me apart inside, more than I could describe, and I knew that I understood that.The kids who initially wanted to watch a movie now forgot about it. They just wanted to stay with their

Sienna:I sat at the table watching as the kids spoke to their father, watching as they told him about how things went while he was gone.Everyone seemed cheerful. No one actually realized the pain that I was dealing with. Though I knew that I was the one who was hiding it, I knew that the only ones who saw it were Diablo, Netania and Arturo.The kids saw their mom happy, cheerful, and sitting with them. I was talking to them, occasionally sharing a few conversations. Diablo may turn out to speak to me, knowing that I might end up ignoring him. Though I would not be doing so in front of the children, I knew that he was right with how he felt. The last thing that I wanted was to end up speaking to him.Right now I was angrier with him than anything else, and the fact that he believed that he could make me feel guilty for not wanting to talk to him was not one that I did not realize.This was a method that my father often used when he didn't get what he wanted. It seemed to me that they

Maria:“I can't believe that you managed to do that.” Alonzo said, rolling his eyes. I shook my head at him and crossed my arms over my chest, waiting to understand why he did not believe that I could stand against my own father.“Why not?” He studied my expression for a few moments, and I could tell that this was not something that he liked. Good. I did not aim nor did I intend to make him like something that I was doing. If anything, I didn’t care about anything that he was going to say.“As far as I remember, Maria, you're not the type to be able to stand against your own father. You're not the type to actually be willing to do so. A person like you is spoiled.”“Just because you want me to be spoiled does not mean that I am spoiled, Alonzo. I can't fight my own battles, whether or not you like it, and considering that you don't believe that I can shows me that you don't know me enough.” I sat, crossing my arms over my chest as I looked at him. He studied my expression for a moment

Diablo:“What are we looking for exactly?” I asked, looking at my wife who shook her head.“Maria spent most of her day in her room, she spent most of her day avoiding mingling with the family members unless she spent the day with Netania. She avoided talking to most of the family members when at home. The maids who took care of her room were the only ones who entered her room to check her things to clean up, and I know that most of them, if not all, are loyal.” She said, and I crossed my arms over my chest.I leaned against the doorframe, watching as she walked around the room for a moment, staring around her for a few moments. She didn’t touch anything, nor did she approach anything that she shouldn’t. I didn’t know what it was that she was after, but I could tell that it was something that might be important, whatever it was, I knew that it was.“You do realize that Maria is not the type to clean around her room and would not lift a finger unless she has to.”“And that is why knowi

Sienna:“When did this all of this happen?” Diablo asked, voicing out his question. His eyes were fixed on the files that were in front of him, and I could tell that this was not a situation that he wanted to be considering right now. And I couldn’t blame him. Maria was the youngest of the family, to think that she was capable of something like this only meant that others could be capable of doing more.“It is not about when it happened, Diablo. It is about who helped her do all of this. Don’t get me wrong, but this is far too complex for Matia to be doing it alone. She must have had someone to help her out, the question is, who? And why would they be helping her out? What their gain would be out of it.” I said, and he pinched the bridge of his nose. “How about you take a seat? I believe that you are going to be more tensed up as you think about it. If you choose to think straight, you are going to be able to at least…”“How can a man think straight knowing that his sister was part of