All Chapters of The Mafia Don And The Nurse: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Alora's POVDante’s carefree attitude about Gianni’s kidnapping didn’t sit well with me. Could it be a prank? Was it possible he had done it just to trap me? I shook my head. No, it looked real. Nobody would hurt a little kid—their own brother—in that manner for a prank.I paced back and forth in my room, my head spinning with confusion and worry. My mind was a mess, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t sit down. My eyes kept darting back to my phone. Could Dante have put some kind of chip on it to monitor my movements? Why would he just return it out of the blue?What was going on? Gianni had been kidnapped, and yet Dante seemed to be acting like it was a normal occurrence. Maybe it was just routine in the mafia world for someone to be taken. After all, I was the only one here who wasn’t used to this lifestyle. To me, it seemed strange and unreal, but maybe that was just how things went in their world.A deep sigh escaped my lips. I just hoped to God that I was wrong—that Giann

Alora's POVThe ease with which I had left Dante's mansion surprised me. But that is what happens when the person who is basically about to kidnap you gives you all the directions to follow. I had taken turn after turn, as he had directed me, telling me where to avoid going and which paths to take.He must have planted cameras everywhere, enough to tell me how to escape. I had copied all his instructions on a piece of paper, including what I was to do if someone started following me.When I got out, there was a black car waiting. A big, burly man stepped out and gestured for me to get inside.I climbed into the car, trying to ask questions, but the man didn’t answer any of them. He just drove, ignoring me entirely.We finally arrived at what looked like an abandoned warehouse. The place was eerie, and I almost thought of running away, but I reminded myself that I was doing this for Gianni's sake.Now, here I was, tied to a chair. They had thrown me in and tied me up without a word. Th

Dante's POV"And are you sure they’ll be in this building?""Yes, this is the one," Marco replied, his tone firm. "If the picture sent to Alora was real, then we know who has her. And we know what they’re capable of. Fortunately, we’ve destroyed most of their hideouts, leaving only a few behind. They probably don’t even realize we know about this one, which makes it their most secure location for now.""Perfect," I muttered, studying the map in front of us. "We’ll attack from here, push through to this side, and surround these areas. Once we do, we’ll find them, explode the area, and get out. Let’s move!"As Marco, Vittoria, and I prepared for the mission, the door suddenly burst open, slamming hard against the wall. Luca’s panicked face appeared in the doorway."Dante, you have to see this.""What now, Luca?" I barked. "We’re about to move out and get Alora and Gianni back. I don’t have time for any of your nonsense.""Please, Dante," he insisted, stepping closer. "You really need to

Dante’s POVAfter dropping Gianni off in his room with a very reluctant Vittoria to care for him, Marco and I headed down to Bianca's room. Alexei and Luca met us on the stairs, and Luca looked the most excited. I couldn’t stop him, knowing how much he would love what was about to happen. Unfortunately for him, it wouldn’t end the way he hoped.I didn’t allow Vittoria to come because I knew her. She hates Bianca so much that she would have gone on a killing spree, and that’s the last thing I need—more problems with Bianca’s father.When we reached her room, I motioned to one of my guards, who knocked loudly on the door.Bianca’s shrill voice rang out from inside.“What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you knocking on my door like that? Are you crazy?”Her voice grew closer as she pulled open the door. When she saw us all standing there, her irritation melted into a wide smile. She jumped onto me, wrapping her legs around my waist and placing her head on my chest.“Baby, I’ve missed

Alora's POV“Well, are you going to say anything?” Dante’s deep voice increased the tension in the room. His piercing gaze locked onto mine as he stood directly in front of me.I cast a quick, panicked glance at Vittoria, hoping for assistance. She subtly shook her head, her lips pressed into a thin line. My brow furrowed in confusion as I stared at her. She seemed to be sending me a silent message, one I couldn’t quite understand.After a moment, her gestures started to make sense. She didn’t want me to deny Dante’s words.“I don’t know what you are talking about, Don Bellini,” I finally replied, pretending like I didn’t know.Vittoria gave me a small nod of approval, her lips curling into a faint smirk. I managed a small smile back before turning to face Dante’s towering, brooding figure again.“Alora, don’t act naïve,” Dante growled. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. You said you didn’t want to see me but preferred Marco or Luca. Is that a lie?”“Well, I... I don’t know. It