All Chapters of Loving The Mafia King: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

~ RACHEL’S POVI didn’t want to leave, I wanted to keep working with Richie but at that point, leaving seemed like the only option best for me. Despite everything, I just had to because I’m so tired of constantly feeling hurt and down whenever I'm around Richie or even think about him. I never thought I will feel this much pain again but I did and today, the pain pain hit harder than ever, and I had to make the difficult decision to walk away from him, even though it’s not what I truly want. When we worked together, things felt good; he has the ideas, and I have the theories. If we could collaborate on finding Dad, I know it would take me less time than it should, but being around Richie has become something I just can’t handle anymore.I really thought I could get through it, but standing there with him and Charles in the same room, feeling angry about something completely unrelated, brought back all those emotions I thought I had buried. It was like a floodgate opened, reminding me

I feel like my world is collapsing, and I have no control over it. Everything I do just complicates my life even more. At this point, I don’t even know what to do. I’ve tried everything and even sacrificed my mental health to find Dad by working with Richie but there’s still no clue of him. Everything around me seems to be going downhill, and I really don’t know what to do next. It’s like I’m stuck in this cycle of frustration and helplessness.It’s already morning and I’m still rooted on my bed wondering what I will do. I don’t have anything else to do in order to find Dad. There is no evidence or even anything that is worth mentioning and going around to look into. My only hope of finding Dad was those emails Richie had and now that I’ve gone through them and have tried to crack up a theory about them, nothing is really making sense to me. I wish I could just find something that will help me out, something or someone. I can’t keep relying on the authorities, they are not as helpful

My heart races with so many thoughts that my brain struggles to grasp the context of the situation. It feels like a whirlwind of questions is swirling in my head, making it impossible to continue the conversation through text. So, I decide to call Alexander, my fingers tapping nervously on the screen. He picks up on the third ring. "Hello," he says, his voice steady but curious."Alex, what’s going on? What do you mean by the footage is ready? Didn’t you give the footage to Kai?" I ask ramping with with questions, my tone laced with urgency. I’ve asked him this before, but I need to hear it again because it’s hard for me to believe that things could have changed so suddenly."No, I didn’t. I was supposed to hand the footage over today when I was leaving, but Kai isn’t home," he replies, and I can hear the frustration in his voice."Then what is the other footage Kai told me about?" I press, trying to piece together the puzzle."I don’t know, Delilah. The only footage I have is with me

My heart races wildly, pounding against my rib cage like a frantic drum. Every thump quickens, sending adrenaline coursing through my veins, and a wave of nausea washes over me, making my stomach churn. I stand there, completely bewildered, struggling to comprehend the chaos unfolding around me. It feels as if I’m ensnared in a nightmare, one I desperately want to escape, but the fear that reality might be even worse keeps me paralyzed.Many different thoughts spiral through my mind at lightning speed, each one more frantic than the last. I grapple with the shocking realization that Kai is at the center of this conspiracy. I replay every moment, searching for clues, desperately hoping this is all a misunderstanding. Maybe Kai isn’t involved at all. But no matter how hard I try to convince myself of that, I can’t find a single justification for the choices Kai has made. The betrayal stings, and I’m left feeling lost and betrayed in a world that suddenly feels so uncertain.The fact tha

"You want the diamonds, right?" I ask, desperation creeping into my voice, but it’s clear this isn’t really a question that needs answering. "Well, I will get you the diamonds," I say, my voice steadying as my heart hammers against my chest.I don’t want Dad to die, but I refuse to hand over the diamonds. As I spoke, I could sense a smug smile on Kai’s face, but I pushed it aside, fully consumed by my own turmoil. There was a heavy silence from the caller before he suddenly said, "I will let you know where to drop the diamonds for me." He didn’t wait for a response, just cut the call, leaving me in shock.My heart sank as the call ended. I can’t believe Kai has sunk this low; he’s threatening to kill Dad—the same man who has always supported him, who cared for him like family. It’s a harsh reminder of how cruel people can be, often turning on those who have shown them kindness and love.I felt my entire world crashing down around me. I have no intention of giving them the diamonds, an