All Chapters of Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Quiet Before the StormLena's POVThe silence between Damian and me had stretched out for what felt like an eternity. I had tried to focus on the mundane, the daily routine that seemed to be the only thing grounding me in this house of chaos. I went through the motions—serving him, staying in the background, pretending like everything was okay when it so clearly wasn’t. But the tension in the air, the unspoken words between us, grew heavier with each passing minute.It wasn’t just Bianca’s presence lingering in the background anymore; it was the weight of my own emotions. The truth of what Damian had said to me, the promise he made to me—it all collided in my mind. But a part of me didn’t know how to feel about it anymore. Was I really willing to allow myself to believe that Damian was finally choosing me over her? Could I even trust him again after everything that had happened?I was still struggling to find my place in his life. I could no longer ignore the c

Chapter Twenty-Four: Alex's Secret ArrivalThe night air was still, the slightest trace of jasmine carried inside on the breeze from the garden. I sat hunched over the kitchen table with my hands clasped, tightly wrapped around the coolness of my now teacup cold cup of tea, I wasn't drinking-it just held it for the Lukewarm presence it did and anchored me. The house was quiet-a dense silence that made every groan of the floorboards, every whisper of the wind, seem amplified. Damian hadn't returned yet, and the tension in my chest had eased just a little, though my thoughts were anything but calm.I stared out the window, the moonlight painting silvery patterns across the grass outside. Damian's face flashed in my mind-his eyes, cold and calculating, yet so unexpectedly gentle at times. The memory of his rare kindness confused me. Was I starting to depend on it? Starting to depend on him?It was a thought that grated on me deeply, but nothing compared with the ache every time I thought

Chapter Twenty - Six : Bianca's DiscoveryEarly morning sun pierced the tall windows of Damian's estate, casting golden rays of light across the floors, now polished to a high shine. I was in the study, dusting the shelves — a chore I had taken to out of habit rather than obligation. Damian had left early that morning, and the house was unusually still, though I knew it wouldn't last.It wasn't until I heard the sharp click of heels on the marble floor that I tensed. Bianca. She had a way of filling any space with an oppressive air, her presence commanding attention whether you wanted it or not."Lena," her voice cut through the quiet like a blade. I turned slowly, already bracing myself for whatever venom she had prepared for me today."Yes, Bianca?" I replied as evenly as possible, laying the duster down.She crossed her arms, leaning against the doorway with that smirk that ran a chill down my spine. "You're awfully distracted these days. Something on your mind? Or should I say… so

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Colliding Ways(Lena's POV)Above, the moon hung low in the sky, her pale beams dancing across the garden outside my window. I sat at the edge of my bed, looking out at that soft shine now spilling into the room. My heart ached with a weight, the burden of Damian's words, which lay earlier on my heart.He would not let me work nor do anything for my freedom; he had kept me in this quaint, suffocating spot. I tried to be reasonable with him, pleading that he come to his senses, but he silenced me as one would to a child who knew nothing of her life.I was tired of it, of the control, of the uncertainty, of not knowing how to get away from it.The quiet night was oppressively suffocating. I longed for fresh air and space to think in a head-cleansing manner. I didn't give any afterthought to it. Slipping my shoes on, wrapping the shawl up over my shoulders, and off I went out into the night.The hallways were quiet, and my way was guided by the soft shine of wall la

Chapter Thirty: Unspoken Truths(Damian's POV)The fire in the hearth crackled softly, the only sound breaking the heavy silence of my room. My thoughts spiralled, tangled mess of anger, betrayal and something else, something I could not quite name. Bianca's audacity shook me to the core. It wasn't the mere betrayal that disturbed me, it was the imminent threat she presented now. Alessandro. The man I'd spent years outmaneuvering was now being welcomed back into my life by someone I had trusted.I leaned into the edge of my desk, my fingers wrapping tightly around the surface. The wood bit into my palms, grounding me. This wasn't just a game anymore; it was personal. But no matter how much Bianca's betrayal consumed my thoughts, it wasn't the only thing weighing on me.Her.Lena.Her name whispered through my mind, soft but relentless. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face-those wide, expressive eyes, full of defiance and fear; her soft lips clamped into a determined line. She w