All Chapters of The Mafia King's Regret: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

LaylaGolden morning sunlight filtered through the kitchen windows, casting a glow on the woman and the little boy bent over the marble counters. Eli perched on his stool, his lower lip between his teeth as he watched Melissa Marcello expertly roll dough across the floured countertop.In the doorway

LaylaAldo’s new recovery room was significantly more comfortable—and homey—than his room at the hospital had been. Expected, I suppose, for a man of his status. Still felt strange to me, as an ER doctor, to care for a patient from the comfort of his own home.“You’re getting spoiled.” I leaned over

I didn’t.I’d lost that right.So I stayed where I was, watching her. My broken heart shattering all over again, knowing that I was the cause of her pain. That I was the cause, and there was nothing I could do to fix it.Without warning, she turned. Sat in the chair beside my bed, and fixed me with

AldoHow could you do this? The words echoed over and over in my head—the ones I wanted to ask. The answer I desperately yearned to know. My side ached with a vengeance, but it was nothing compared to the ache in my heart.Layla had vehemently protested to me leaving my sick room at the manor. She h

The larger of the two guards held the door for me as I climbed out. He stood close, too close. So there was no way to step free of the car without noting the sticky warmth of his body.“This way.” The other man waved me forward towards that cold, sprawling prison of a building. And what choice did I