All Chapters of The lost Mafia princess : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Mike paced the length of the dimly lit room, his mind spinning. He felt the weight of his brothers' gazes on him, waiting for him to make the next move. Uncle Nick had proven useless, stonewalling them at every turn despite the relentless hours they’d spent pressuring him. Mike knew that if they kept wasting time on Nick, Elizabeth would slip even further from their grasp.He clenched his fists, frustration tightening every muscle. "We're done with Nick," he finally said, his voice low but resolute. "He's giving us nothing."Leo, sitting against the edge of the table, nodded in agreement. “Then we go for one of his closest allies. Someone who knows the layout of Nick’s connections. He can't be the only one in on this."Ryan stepped forward, his expression as grim as his brothers’. “I say we go after Gerald,” he said, referring to one of Nick’s most trusted men. Gerald was known to operate under the radar, managing Nick’s shadier dealings and keeping tabs on everything Nick wanted hid

Elizabeth navigated cautiously through Adrian’s vast mansion, absorbing every detail with a blend of intrigue and discomfort. The lavishness of her environment was astonishing—an expanse of magnificent corridors decorated with art, elaborate chandeliers suspended from lofty ceilings, and the delicate, costly aroma that hung in the atmosphere. This was more than a residence; it served as a bastion of strength and authority, each nook reverberating with the mysteries of its mysterious possessor. Adrian’s estate was stunning, yet its quietness felt oppressive, as if every room contained a tale he wasn’t prepared to share. Although Adrian had fulfilled his promise to allow her to explore, Elizabeth realized he was not granting her complete freedom. She sensed the unnoticed watchfulness of the guards, constantly present yet in the background, along with the cameras subtly positioned throughout the area. She wasn't naive—she understood they would report her every action to Adrian. He grant

The atmosphere was heavy with tension as Mike, Leo, and Ryan assembled around the table cluttered with maps, surveillance images, and notes. They successfully located one of Uncle Nick’s nearest associates—a man called Victor Malone, a past partner of Adrian’s who had recently lost his standing. Thanks to Victor's cautious yet significant information, they gained a new insight into what could be happening behind Adrian's barriers. Mike's fingers drummed on the table in a steady beat while he reviewed Victor's details. They found that Adrian's impact was both extensive and intricate. His connections spanned various sectors, intertwining with both legitimate enterprises and less reputable activities. However, the most surprising detail suggested that Adrian did not kidnap Elizabeth out of spite or as a maneuver against their family. It was increasingly evident that they could have misinterpreted his intentions from the start. "This isn't merely a sick game he's engaged in," Mike whisp

Elizabeth walked back and forth in her room, her thoughts swirling with doubts and inquiries. Since discovering those documents in the library that unveiled parts of Adrian’s network and ties, she had been eager to confront him. She found herself unable to cease revisiting everything she had absorbed in her thoughts—the specifics that linked Adrian to individuals from her history, and the odd sense of familiarity that had bothered her ever since their encounter. There was an additional aspect to this man, something she felt compelled to comprehend. Summoning her bravery, she ultimately resolved that it was time for clarification. She rushed out of her room, heading down the elegant staircase to Adrian’s study. She discovered him there, just as she anticipated, sitting at his desk surrounded by a heap of papers, his face unreadable. “Adrian, we have to discuss something,” Elizabeth stated, her tone strong and resolute. Adrian glanced upward, his gaze connecting with hers in that sam

The days after their shopping excursion started to blend together in a new way for Elizabeth. After all she had gone through, she never thought she would feel so comfortable with Adrian. However, she found herself engaged in discussions with a man she used to see as her captor, but now she was starting to consider him as a possible family member. One night, following a late meal, Elizabeth discovered herself strolling down the corridor towards Adrian's office. The glow seeping from beneath the door brought her a feeling of ease, almost like a welcoming gesture. She hesitated for a moment before gently raising her hand and knocking. "Enter," said Adrian in his familiar, composed voice. Pushing the door, she discovered him sitting at his desk, reviewing some papers. Glancing upwards, he appeared pleasantly surprised by her presence. "Did you have trouble sleeping?" he inquired, with a kind smile on his face while motioning towards the chair opposite him. Elizabeth raised her shoulde