Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia Don's Redemption : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Valentina.Matteo made me go to therapy. Or rather, he brought the therapist to the estate and made sure I was okay with it.Therapy helped.The sound of the gun, me hitting that tree multiple times, the man.... I was able to keep it at the back of my mind for the meantime."What do you think about another date?" He asked the moment he walked into the room, smelling like the new oud scent I had gotten him.I paused, stirring the tea in my cup. His question hung in the air, and I wasn't sure how to respond.A date?It's been over a month since we went on our last date.And it hadn't been a traditional date in any sense."A date?" I repeated, more to fill the silence than because I didn't understand him. I looked up to meet Matteo's dark eyes and intense gaze, the kind that made me feel like he could see every thought I had."Yes," He said, leaning back in his chair, his eyes scanning me in that familiar, possessive way. "It's important."That gave me pause.None of our other dates had

I felt like I was drowning.The tension in the car had been palpable, like an invisible force pressing against me from all sides. Matteo had sat beside me, his face a mask of silence, his thoughts locked away behind those blue eyes.No words had passed between us after Luca’s warning."Trust no one, Valentina."It echoed in my mind like a sinister chant, planting seeds of doubt and fear deep inside me. But it was too late to turn back now.Matteo had gone straight to his study the moment we returned to the house earlier, ensuring I was safely in my room, secluded from the chaos that swirled around us. He hadn't uttered a single word about the strife between him and his father. He was a man who hid his pain behind a wall of ice, yet I could feel it rolling off him.Even now, as we stepped out of the car and approached the museum for Giovanni’s birthday party, that tension clung to him like a second skinHis hand hovered over the small of my back, guiding me through the lavish entrance.

"Caterina."Everything Isabella had told me yesterday weighed heavily on my chest, pushing down with each breath I took.Matteo had stayed away from me, not prodding to know what she had said, yet watching me with enough concern to make me know he cared.I couldn't let him see my unravelling emotions. There was no way he would understand, not yet."I need answers." I could barely recognize the rasp in my voice as I walked out of the bedroom that morning, Matteo sprawled in bed, still asleep.I stormed through the hallways, barely noticing the new assembly of guards as I searched for Caterina, my housekeeper.She'd been with the mafia circle for long. She had to know something about this Dante family, something I could use against him so he could leave my sister alone.If it's monetary..."Caterina!!" I called out as I walked into the study.She ceased writing immediately, sliding her glasses up her nose as she watched me coke closer. Her expression was neutral, but I could tell she no

"I killed him."That revelation hit me like a punch to the guy, freezing me in place, especially after the note Isabella had left for me.I stared at Matteo, barely able to process his words.My heart was pounding so loudly that it drowned out the sounds of the forest around us."You.... killed him?" I repeated, my voice shaky, hoping I had misheard.Hoping it was a mistake. A joke.Matteo's eyes were on me, his expression hard, unreadable. The playful man who had been teaching me how to shoot moments ago was gone. And in his place stood a stranger, someone more colder, someone dangerous."Yes." He said simply, as if it was a matter of fact, like discussing the weather.The note from Isabella burned holes into my palm.Did Isabella know who the fuck she was staying with now?My mind raced with questions, but one stood out.Why hadn't anyone told me this before?"Why?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.He took a deep breath, his gaze never leaving mine. "Because Dante Ricci was

MatteoI had no idea how they kept finding their way into the estate without anyone ever catching them."Help me get her out, and I'll do anything you want."Valentina's words from earlier still rang in my brain. She was at her breaking point now, and I could feel the weight of it pressing down on both of us.My wife was willing to bargain everything for her sister.A woman I was supposed to save the moment she went missing.Ethan’s apartment complex was our next stop, a necessary step to get Valentina away from the estate.Too many fucking times had someone slipped into the estate without my knowledge, and it infuriated me that it kept putting Valentina at risk.She was a weakness I couldn't let the others figure out.I spared a glance at her for a moment, my heart clenching at the familiar blond locks I loved to play with or just hold tight when we were in bed. Her grey eyes were closed, and her chest rose up and down softly.She was asleep.Valentina didn't know what she would walk