All Chapters of The Mafia Don's Redemption : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Valentina."I love you." He had murmured multiple times when we were in bed.I love him.The rest of the day passed in a haze of careful planning and quiet tension. Matteo, unaware of the storm brewing beneath my calm exterior, left early in the morning to handle some business with Ethan.His parting kiss had lingered on my lips, the warmth of his touch almost making me reconsider everything.But I had no choice.I was about to risk my life by trusting a stranger.I spent the rest of the day preparing in secret, my heart racing every time Valerie walked past the room. Each moment felt like it could be the one where someone would knock, ask me why I wasn't in the living room with Valerie or playing with the baby like I had taken to, or why I had disappeared for most of the afternoon.I moved like a ghost, packing the essentials. Cash, a burner phone, and a small knife Matteo wouldn't miss from his collection. While my hand to hand combat skills had increased, the opportunity to learn h

Valentina."I love Isabella, Valentina. And she chose me. Not Matteo. Not you. Me."I didn’t believe him.She chose me. Not Matteo. Not you. Me.Luca's words cut deep, sharp as any blade, but I refused to let them sink in. He stood there, his green eyes gleaming with that dark, dangerous confidence, expecting me to break under the weight of his revelations.But I wasn’t going to break.Not for him."No," the word came out as a whisper, the cold air making it feel like a vice around my throat as I shook my head. "You're lying."Isabella would never chose him.Luca's smirk faltered, just for a second, before returning in full force. He circled me like a predator stalking its prey, but I didn't flinch.Not this time."You think I'm lying?" He taunted, his voice smooth like velvet. "You think Isabella would choose Matteo? You think she loved Matteo?"I didn't think. I knew it.And that slight slip earlier confirmed it.My heart pounded so forcefully in my chest that I was scared it was ab

Valentina."Run, Valentina. Run."The wind howled through the cracked window, sending a faint whistle into the dilapidated apartment as Isabella guided me inside.Dust clung to the air, illuminated by the dim moonlight streaming in through the shattered blinds. My steps echoed off the wooden floor, every creak a reminder of how far we'd come.The miles we'd ran with Isabella leading the way while I ran after her blindly."This... yours?" I whispered, fear of Luca creeping in clear every time I closed my eyes as I took in the remnants of a life long abandoned.The place smelled of mildew and neglect, yet beneath the decay, there was something almost... familiar.Isabella nodded, her face shadowed in the dim light. "Before everything that happened, yes." Her voice was brittle, like she was confessing a long buried secret. "I used to come here when everything was too much. To think. It was my.... escape."I turned, taking in the peeling wallpaper, the broken furniture, and the empty wall

Valentina."It's now or never."I had no idea where my mother was residing, but Isabella definitely thought she was still in our old mansion because she drove us there in a secret car from her secret apartment garage.There was so much I did not know about my sister.Isabella had remained quiet beside me during the drive, the occasional clench of her jaw or a glance toward me was the only sign that she was equally tensed.We weren't taking an easy task.Our mother, Gloria Russo, was no simple woman. She had always been the master manipulator, weaving stories and controlling our lives. Plus, I knew she was still mad because I never helped her with Giovanni and our father's case.But I hoped that beneath the icy exterior, there might be some plausible explanation for why she did what she did.Something to help me see my mother as something more than a monster.Isabella pulled the car to a stop in front of the Russo mansion, the massive iron gates opening slowly as we were waved inside.

Matteo."If Valentina means that much to you, you would do it."After today, Valentina would want nothing to do with me.The cold concrete floor of the warehouse echoed with the sound of Luca’s footsteps as he paced in front of us.His lips were curled into the same cruel smile like that day years back, his eyes gleaming with triumph.I stood there, my fists clenched, barely keeping my rage in check. Valentina and Isabella were still on the floor, men surrounding them.My heart clenched whenever I caught Valentina’s eyes... full of defiance."Look at you, Matteo," Luca sneered, stopping in front of me. "The almighty Don, brought to his knees. Oh, how the mighty fall."I ground my teeth, resisting the urge to lunge at him. "You have no idea what you're doing, Luca. Stop this."Luca threw his head back and laughed, a deep guttural sound. "Oh, I think I know exactly what I'm doing. For years, I've watched you pretend to be the better son, the heir to everything my father built. But you n