All Chapters of Loving The Mafia King: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

As the call abruptly ends, reality crashes down on me like a ton of bricks. The realization of Dad's peril hits me hard; I should have seen the signs. Richie's warnings now make perfect sense; this situation goes beyond a mere kidnapping. It’s a whole damn mafia plot, not against Dad but to get diamonds. Now I understand why Papa is missing too, he must have heard about the plot and doesn’t want them to get the diamonds, after all, he’s also after the diamonds. A solitary tear traces down my cheek, mirroring the anguish in Dad's voice that reverberates in my ears. Collapsing into a nearby chair, my body trembles, the room swirling into a blur of panic and hopelessness. Caught in a whirlwind of emotions, I grapple with the overwhelming need to act swiftly to rescue Dad. But can I truly outmaneuver these dangerous mafia figures? Their involvement with the diamonds means they'll stop at nothing to retrieve them. The more I think about it, the more a sense of helplessness creeps in. My m

Richie seems shocked, and I am shocked too. I still can’t believe I am agreeing to work with him; of all people, I am going to work with Richie. It sounds so unbelievable to me. Richie, the same guy I once tried to destroy, is now the one I’m willing to work with. It feels surreal to think about how quickly things can change. I guess the saying is true: don’t look down on others; your enemy might become your helper.As much as this might help me, I have a deep feeling that this is going to be the worst decision I’ve made, but I just have to go with it, especially since I have no other choice.Richie, still doesn’t say anything for almost a minute, and as I stand here, I feel really uncomfortable, so I ask, "Can I come in?"As if he was snap out of his thoughts, he immediately nods and lets me into his house. Walking in a sense of anxiety starts creeping into my mind, and nervousness fills me up. Richie hasn’t said a word, which makes me even more nervous as I wonder what’s going on in

I don’t say anything; I just keep looking at him, feeling the unspoken connection between us, knowing he’s definitely talking about me. I don’t know how to feel about that. I’m flattered, but honestly, I’m just confused as to why he would let go of everything because of me. He did lose me, but that wasn’t because of the mafia life; it was because he lied, used me, and just didn’t value me as she should. I hate to think of that so I try not to dwell on it, but it keeps creeping back into my thoughts, and, as always, It eerie me and I just hate the way I feel about it. My gaze is locked onto him, and when Richie notices, he turns to look at me, curiosity evident in his expression."What?" he asks, breaking the silence."Nothing," I reply, attempting to downplay my thoughts.He flashes a smile and asks, "Are you thinking of something?""No, but I’m just a bit confused about this whole Papa and Dad situation," I say changing the subject "Ohh yeah, I’m as confused as you are. The whole t

Maybe I shouldn’t yell at Richie, but maybe it’s necessary- maybe that was all I needed to do to feel better— I do feel slightly better yelling my lungs out and speaking my mind, at least now Richie sees and knows the anger I hold inside. Now he knows how much this whole thing is creeping inside of me and I just hate it. But regardless, I can’t shake the thought of me yelling at him, I kinda feel bad for doing that and saying all those things. However, I can’t blame myself; everything I said was true. Not all relationships deserve a second chance, especially not the one between Papa and Dad. I don’t know if they consider themselves best friends or brothers, but whatever it is should die the very day Papa makes the plan to kill Mom. Even though he doesn’t take action, he compels someone else to do it and has no good intentions towards Dad and the whole family.Dad should never try to fix things with him. The Maranzano family is evil; the moment you try to do something with them, it tur

Even though I really want to tell Richie about the diamond, something inside me holds me back as I think it over. I pause to consider the consequences, feeling the weight of my decision pressing on me. After a moment of deliberation, I ultimately decided to be honest with him; I figure there isn’t much worse that could come from sharing this information. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves, and say, "The diamonds are incredibly important and holds immense power. Dad has shared so much with me about it, especially how dangerous it can be if it ends up in the wrong hands.""What do you mean?" he asks, his curiosity clearly piqued.I continue, feeling the urgency of my words. "These aren’t just ordinary diamonds, Richie. They are keys that can unlock doors to a whole new realm of either evil or good, depending on who gains access to them. I don’t know who initially discovers the diamonds, but Dad insists he is the one who found them, and he’s dedicated countless hours to stu