Semua Bab The Mafia Don And The Nurse: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Dante's POVEver since I saw Alora's bag packed and realized she was ready to leave by escaping or something, I haven't been fine. I mean, it is my fault, yes. But I don't want her to leave.Although Luciano has been kidnapped, even if he were still around, I doubt that I would have let Alora leave.When he showed up, that was my biggest fear. Am I a bastard for being happy that her brother got kidnapped? Although I wish we could find him sooner because she's heartbroken and scared.I just don't want anyone to take her from me. Even when I've messed things up so badly. Yes, I am a selfish bastard, but do I care? No.Alora makes me feel things that I never thought were possible, and I would be a fool if I let this one go. Dad always used to tell me, "Hold on to what makes you happy, son. The fact that you're in the mafia doesn't mean you have to sacrifice your happiness. You can still be happy and fight for what's right."He had laid a strong emphasis on the mafia. Despite it being a d

Alora's POV My laughter slowly died when I noticed that Dante was glaring at me. I scooted closer to Gianni, who wass just staring at our exchange as though he was in the most boring moment of his life. How can this kid put on such a brave facade at such a tense moment when the Mafia Don's icy eyes are digging our graves already "Alora, for the last time, I'll ask-" "Brother, I went out with Alora. You should also ask me where we were, right?" Gianni cut in, making my eyes widen. Is he having a death wish? "Gianni, stop!" I exclaimed, horrified at his nonchalance. But he just turned to me and rolled his eyes. "I'll tell you where we were," he said to dabte, and my heart started thuddingng. Oh, shit. I just hope he doesn't throw me under the bus. We made an agreement That if I took him out, he was going to keep my own secret. "Yes, I took him out. We went to see Cherry," . "I haven't seen her in a long time.abd I promised I'll pass by today," Gianni saids, confirmin

Dante's POV"Where is Vittoria?" I asked two men who were in the gym. Normally, this was her gym time, as she didn’t train with everyone else."No idea, boss.""We don’t know, Don," they responded.This was the fifth time I had looked for her in the mansion. What is going on? Her movements had just been… weird and too frequent.The Vittoria I knew only went out when there was a mission. She didn’t even have much of a social life, had no female friends, or anyone she would want to hang out with. I know her first female friend is Alora, which is why she values their friendship so much.Maybe I could ask Alora about Vittoria? Girls gossip, right… so she’d know something.Who am I kidding? Both of them are the same. Ever since we came back from the date, Alora has been avoiding me. Now, I had taken it to heart. It is definitely my fault.What could I have said during the date that would make her so worried and scared of me? Damn it, I knew it. I shouldn’t have spoken so much. Now, I have

Dante's POVVittoria was a nervous wreck.Vittoria trembled.For the first time since I had become Don years ago and appointed her as Underboss, Vittoria trembled.It wasn’t something to take lightly because she was my Underboss—the person in whose hands I had placed my mafia.So what exactly was wrong with her? Why was she acting so off? Doing things she had never done before… going out at odd hours?I didn’t want to have her tailed. No.Loyalty was a very important aspect of trust and belief in my mafia. None of the top people were ever to be suspected.These were my family.But at this point, it seemed like I was going to have to go back on my word and send my men to find out what had Vittoria so occupied—occupied enough to be nervous when I called her to ask why she hadn’t been around much.The knock on my door pulled me from my thoughts. I had been tapping my pen incessantly on my desk, my mind struggling to piece together what Vittoria was up to.“Hey.”Luca’s head popped in. “A

Chapter 70Alora's POVI was doing it.I was succeeding.I had actually escaped the tight confines of the mafia mansion. My legs were hitting the pavement hard as I tried to get away.Nobody was chasing me. Yet.But even as I ran, I felt like someone was about to pounce on me and take me back to the mansion. The look of disappointment and rage on Dante's face propelled my legs forward until I finally spotted a cab.Hailing it, I told the driver to follow Vittoria to the place she had just gone to. The device in my hand was indicating not only her journey but the time it would take for me to meet her.“Right here, sir. Thank you very much,” I said, handing the driver his money. Yes, this time I brought money with me.Although I was doing something risky by being here, a thrill was coursing through me. For the first time in a long time, I felt alive. The desire to explore the city hit so hard that I almost forgot my mission—follow Vittoria, record her, and send it to Luca.I didn't know