All Chapters of The Mafia‘s Shared Love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

NOLAN’S POVI slid into the driver’s seat, exhaling sharply as I rested my hands on the steering wheel. Dimitri entered his own car, parked directly behind me, and started the engine. Just as I was about to do the same, my phone buzzed on the dashboard.Camila.I grumbled under my breath before picking up. “What do you want?”“Still you,” she purred. “Should I come meet you?”“No,” I said, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Meet me at Mr. Luca’s office. I’m already on my way there.”She sighed dramatically. “I had other plans. I was going to stop by your place.”I sighed, already tired of whatever game she was trying to play. “Camila, I’m driving. I’ll see you at the office. Just get there on time.” Without waiting for a response, I ended the call and tossed my phone onto the passenger seat.Dimitri’s car, parked behind me, flashed its headlights, signaling he was ready to go. I started the engine and pulled out of the driveway, heading straight to the office building.When we arrived,

NOLAN’S POV“Let’s go, Nolan. We don’t have all day,” Dimitri yelled from where he was loading the chopper with our other men. I let out a sharp breath as I ran a hand through my hair. “Give me a second. I need to send a text.”I quickly pulled out my phone and typed out a message to Anna.Nolan: Camila and I need to leave tonight. Plans changed. I have to be there.As soon as I hit send, Dimitri called out again. “Nolan, let’s go!”“I’m waiting for Anastasia to reply,” I muttered, staring at my phone screen. The message had been delivered, but there was no response. Not even the little dots to indicate she was typing.Dimitri walked up to me. “What the hell are you doing? We need to leave now.”“I’m waiting to get a reply from Anna.”“You seriously think we have time to wait around for that?” he said with a scoff.I ignored him and continued staring at the phone waiting for a reply. Minutes ticked by, and there was still nothing.Dimitri looked down at his wristwatch. “That’s it, yo

NOLAN’S POV“What the fuck?”The words left my mouth before I even realized I’d said them. The moment Anna mentioned Clara’s name, a pit formed in my stomach.“Anna,” I said quickly. “What are you doing?”“What does it sound like, husband?”“Princess, I said I was going to take care of it,” I said sternly.“You were taking too long.”I could hear Clara whimpering on the other end of the line. “Have anything to say for yourself, Clara?” Anna asked. Before she could respond, a slap echoed through the call.“Anna!” I called out sharply. “Don’t do anything stupid.”“Oh, we’re just gonna have some fun,” Anna replied.“Anna, listen, how about we deal with this when I get back?”There was silence on her end of the call, and then, without a single word, she ended the call.“Shit!” I tossed the phone on the table.From the corner of the room, Dimitri looked up from where he’d been packing ammunition into a black duffle bag. “What the hell was that?”I ran a hand through my hair, pacing. “She

ANASTASIA’S POVIvan froze as he continued to stare at me.My phone continued to buzz in his hand, but he didn’t pay any attention to it.Neither did I.My breath caught somewhere in my chest. Not because I was embarrassed, but because the look in his eyes wasn’t one I’d ever seen before. Not on him.He blinked hard, looked away, then turned swiftly on his heel. “Sorry—I didn’t mean to—” His voice trailed off as he stepped out and shut the door behind him.I stood there for another second, my heart beating faster than it should.What the hell just happened?I grabbed my robe on the bed and wrapped it tightly around myself, cinching the tie a bit too aggressively. The way he looked at me, was imprinted in my brain.I walked down the hallway barefoot, my steps muffled against the hardwood floor. Ivan was in the living room, his back turned to me.“I’m ready for that glass of wine now,” I said casually as I stepped in.He was mid-motion, lifting his shirt over his head. The soft fabric

NOLAN’S POVAnna’s body was still pressed against mine as she took warm and shaky breaths. I didn’t want to let go—not yet. But the truth pressed heavily on my chest.“I have to leave again, Princess,” I said quietly.At first, she didn’t say anything. She just went still. Then, she slowly peeled herself out of my arms and turned to face me.The look in her eyes wasn’t confusion or disappointment. It was cold and controlled.Anger.“You're leaving?” she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper, but came out sharp.I nodded, already hating myself. “Yeah. I have to.” I said avoiding her gaze.She let out a short, humorless laugh and stepped back, water cascading off her body. “Then why the hell did you come back at all?!”“Because I—”“No.” She raised a hand, eyes flashing. “I actually don’t want to hear it.”I exhaled, running a hand through my wet hair. “This isn’t easy for me either, Princess.”“And yet, here we are!” she said, letting out a cold laugh. “First, you didn't tell me w