All Chapters of The Mafia's Hidden Obsession : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ZAVERIO’S POV“I’ve had enough soup to last me the rest of my life.” I grumbled, accepting the plate held out to me. “Crushing the pills into them makes it less desirable.”“It’s not anyone’s fault when you blatantly refused to take your drugs.” She said, dropping a glass of water on the bedside table. “Yes, it’s drugged as well. We had to get creative with your pills.”“The drugs make me drowsy; I won’t be able to get any work done if I can’t lift my fingers.” I sat up, groaning when she had to help me, “Why can’t Von come help me?”“Von has been busy with the men bunked outside the house; he doesn’t have the time to come up here to baby sit you.” Alma pointed at the plate then me. “Eat.”Her voice sounded threatening enough to make me shovel spoon after spoon of the poison into my mouth. I was never going to admit that to anyone else.Von had been the first person I saw when I opened my eyes after a week of being unconscious, the next was Alma, whose eyes were red and puffy from all

ZAVERIO’S POVI gripped my walker tightly with my shaky hands, I was beyond tired and mentally done for the day, but I needed to get back to peak condition soon to oversee my business.Von was my second in command but I needed to show my men that I was the boss, I was the Don. My father had taught and shown me the weight behind that name, and I had seen firsthand how evil was bred in a mind that was left alone for too long.If anyone of them started to think of me as weak or absent, I would have weed them out and kill them to show the others that internal conflicts were not tolerated.I was a forgiving man, a very forgiving man when anyone showed me a pinch of loyalty, but I had learned the hard way never to forgive a man that allows the idea of power poison his mind.Lost in thought, my feet got tangled and I fell to the floor. The air in my lungs was knocked out, and the pain in my thigh flared to life; I hoped the stitches weren’t ripped or Dr. Hassan was going to keep me overnight.

ALMA’S POV“Let me get that for you” Damien took the basket of bread I was struggling with. “Aren’t you supposed to be resting? You look ready to pop.”I laughed, supporting my back with a hand. “I still have a few months before I actually pop, but yes I am supposed to be in bed right now. Nadine is busy somewhere in the house so I have to prepare breakfast alone.”Damien frowned. “I would have helped, but I will put everyone in the house in danger. I can only manage anything that doesn’t involve me putting the gas on.”Typical of men to not know how to cook, I didn’t blame them, yet if only one man knew how to hold a knife in the kitchen, my feet wouldn’t be killing me.“I feel like I lost you there, are you alright?” Damien touched my arm, and I moved away.He was one of the new guys that had been recruited, and he was funny, sweet and attentive. I didn’t mind being seen, but the last guy I allowed myself feel a tiny bit for was killed on our first date.I had also caught Zaverio lo

ZAVERIO’S POV“Can you get me the file of Damien? The new guy that you said you brought in, I want to see what he’s all about.”Von sighed. “If this is about Alma, let it go. She has the right to have a friend, and besides I checked him myself, there was nothing wrong with him, he was highly recommended by Gored.”“Gored? Our former driver? That guy didn’t know anybody, except he wanted to run them over, so where and when did Damien pop into his life.”“You’re reaching for something I can’t see buddy.” Von almost veered off the road when he looked at me. “Everything about him checks out.”I was toeing a fine line by questioning Von, and I didn’t want to create any friction between us. It was only about Alma either; there was something about that guy that rubbed up on me the wrong way.“I’m not saying this because I think your call is flawed in any way, and it’s not all about Alma, my gut is telling me not to trust the guy, there has to be something about him that doesn’t fit.Von nodd

ALMA’S POVThe house we pulled up in front of was stunning, and my mouth remained open even after Zaverio walked over to my side and opened my door.“You can shut your mouth now, we’re here and Von is expecting us.” Zaverio chuckled, waving a hand over his head when the massive door opened. “We were about to knock.”“Judging by the stunned look on Alma’s face, I doubt that part very much.” Von walked out with his wife. “Welcome to my home, and know that I will make your life a living hell if you disclose this to anyone.”I responded before Zaverio did. “You eat my food everyday Von, you should be one afraid.”The small stunning woman on his arm laughed, and reached out to hug me. “Hello, I have heard a lot about you. My name is Marie.”“My name is Alma. Thank you for inviting me to your home, it’s very beautiful.” I said when she pulled away. “Pardon me for saying I am also excited to eat someone else’s cooking.”Her smile lit up her whole face. “Trust me when I say I know what you me