All Chapters of Mafia Lord’s Possession: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Marco paced back and forth in the hospital hallway, his usually steely composure shattered. He just couldn’t shake off the image of Alessia lying on the ground, blood seeping from her head and leg. It felt like his entire world went crumbling down. He had rushed her to the hospital, her lifeless form in his arms, praying to every God he knew to keep her and the baby safe.Dante also stood nearby, his gaze fixed on the door to the room where Grace had been taken. His concern was also palpable, though he couldn’t quite understand it himself. He couldn’t grasp why he cared so much for her. He wasn’t supposed to be this scared, or even care. They barely knew each other and, she was not someone he wanted to be friends with. But, the thought of her facing death, had shaken him deeply. Was he developing feelings for her or something? He doubted it, but the unease gnawing at his heart suggested otherwise.The door to Alessia’s room opened, and Marco snapped out of his anxious state. A doctor

Marco stepped out of the sleek, black car, his driver holding the door for him. He adjusted his suit jacket, feeling the cool evening air of Reggio Calabria. Remembering his dinner date with Mimi made him feel stressed out. He just needed all the distractions he could get, to get away from the tedious situations he was facing.He strode to Ristorante Bella Vista, the finest restaurant in the city, known for its exquisite cuisine and stunning view of the Mediterranean.The restaurant’s facade was elegant, with ivy trailing up the stone walls and soft, golden lights casting warm glows on them. The aroma of Italian spices filled the air, mingling with the soft murmur of conversations and clinking of glasses from guests. Marco strolled in, his presence commanding attention despite his cold, distant demeanor.He spotted Mimi sitting in a corner near the back. She was fiddling with her phone, her red hair styled neatly as it also cascaded down her small back.Seeing the red hair again brou

Dante leaned against a car, his piercing gaze locked onto her. “What are you doing here?” he asked, his tone laced with curiosity and a hint of suspicion. Grace’s heart raced, and she stuttered, “Uh, I…. I came to get something.”Dante raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “Get what? Because I don’t see why you would come to the parking lot to get something. It’s not like you own a car. I have never seen you ride anything. So why are you here?” Grace glared at him, trying to maintain her composure. “What if I came here to check it for someone?”Dante’s expression suddenly changed, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “Did you enjoy the view earlier?” he asked mischievously. “What?” Grace blinked, taken aback. “Excuse me?”“I asked, did you enjoy the view earlier?” he repeated, the smirk now fully visible.Grace narrowed her eyes, seeing through his attempt to tease and taunt her. She decided to play along then. “Of course, you looked so good performing.” She replied, her v

Marco stood before his mirror, lost in thought. Mimi’s words echoed in his mind. The part where she called him a coward, it actually left a lasting impact on his heart. When had he ever fought for love? Never! He had never, and would never fight for anyone. At least that was what he thought. Her accusations stung, reverberating through his thoughts, like an incessant drumbeat. Did he have to go fight for Alessia after everything that happened? She didn’t even like him to begin with, and he was ready to let her go this time. So what wrong did he do by actually abandoning her? Well, he wouldn’t say he abandoned her. He left her to live the way she wanted to. As he pondered Mimi’s words, Dante walked into the room, noticing Marco’s distant expression. “Hey, are you ready for the meeting?” he asked, his voice sounding firm. Marco blinked, snapping out of his reverie. “Yes, it’s not like I have a choice,” he said, “Let’s get this over with.” Dante moved to help Marco fix his suit,

Alessia stood by the window, her face grim as she watched the ocean in the distance. For the past few days, she hadn’t been herself. Then unfortunately for her, today happened to be Marco’s wedding day. She couldn’t bring herself to forget so soon after she was informed by the maid.Just then, a knock sounded on the door and she sighed. “Come in.” She yelled out, At the same time the door opened to reveal Grace’s mother walking in with a plate of food.“Ali, I brought you food.”Alessia hurriedly wiped the tears on her face and turned with a smile. “Oh, Aunt, you shouldn’t have.” She said and walked to receive the tray from her.Grace’s mother already saw through the strong front she was putting up and raised her brow.“I noticed you’ve been so bothered these past few days. You’re always bothered for some unknown reason. Mind telling me why?” She asked seriously.Alessia froze in her tracks, realizing how feeble she had become. She let Grace’s mother see through her so easily.“Aunt,