All Chapters of The Mafia Don's Sweet Temptation: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Talia’s POV“You’re here to pass judgment?” I repeated his words, confused about what he just said. “Yes, you heard that right.” Lorenzo reiterated. “I’m kinda confused, Lorenzo. What are you talking about?” I moved away from the door as I walked towards the small bed. My knees were feeling wobbly and my thoughts were going into overdrive already. I needed to breathe before I started to hyperventilate. “Well, I don’t know if you’re aware of this but Marissa has been speaking to me nearly every day and the topics have been centered around you.” “If you don’t mind, can you tell me what she’s been saying?” I sighed. “You look dejected without even hearing everything I’ve got to say. Is there a problem?” Lorenzo asked, his eyebrows raised. “No, not at all. There are no problems over here. I’m just curious about what she might have said and, I don’t mean any disrespect but Marissa can be overly eager when she’s trying to get something over the line.” “I’m curious, what do you think

Lorenzo’s POVI lay on the bed, wondering what had gone wrong and how I had managed to fumble everything that I had ever worked for. I hated to admit it but Marissa was right, I had to have a backup plan. It was important to the growth of this mafia and it was paramount that I followed in my father’s footsteps and his father’s before him. Handing over my mafia to someone else was the last thing that I wanted to do but I knew that if I didn’t secure the future, it might become a possibility and I didn’t want to give it a second thought. Over the last few weeks, the mafia has been expanding and it’s been growing, and soon, it’ll be bigger than myself and I would have to preserve its legacy by any means possible. Maria would know what to say, she was always good at dealing with conflicts better than I ever was, and in times like this, I missed her terribly. Her death had been something that broke me and one I had never recovered from. Falling in love with her had been unplanned, she w

Talia’s POV“Have you talked to him since last night?” Tracey asked. “I haven’t, not after I stormed out of the house to go back to the party,” I replied. “He threw you over his shoulder and walked out of the party?” “He did and he was dead serious about not letting me go back wearing that dress.”“This is one of the most bizarre things I’ve heard,” Tracey added. “When we spoke about you two earlier, you denied any sort of sexual or romantic relationship between the both of you.”“Because we no longer have a relationship tending towards that, just like I told the both of you,” Talia stated. “We had a clearly defined relationship and we didn’t overstep our boundaries as we agreed.”I brought her up to date about my relationship with Lorenzo and like Marissa, she was stunned we decided to remain just friends. “Well, you need to talk to him,” Marissa said. “You shouldn’t be talking to us right now.”“I haven’t seen him since last weekend either,” I sighed. “Besides, I’m not eager to.

I'm process and learning to forgive myself. I've been trying to shed the skin of my ugly past and suddenly, I wasn’t sure about it anymore. “What if I mess things up over there?” I asked her. “I’ll kill myself before I even let myself see the disappointment on his face, I promise you that.”“What happened to all the newfound confidence you’ve been accumulating over the past two weeks or were you lying to my face all along?” Marissa shook her head. “You know I won’t lie to you, Marissa.” I groaned. “But this is different and you know it. I never got to this stage with either John or during my weird relationship with your brother. Well, in his case, he never asked for my opinion, so there you have it.”“This is the best time for you to get to work and stop giving excuses, Talia. We both know you want this and you’re trying to deny yourself of this pleasure because you’re scared about something that logically shouldn’t bother you. Whatever you had with Lorenzo is dead and gone, you nee

Lorenzo’s POVEverything had gone as smoothly as I could’ve wanted it to be.I’ve been watching Talia and Asher for several days before I decided to meet her in person and from what I had observed she was very happy. I couldn’t have been more impressed with how I had handled everything concerning this situation but I still had one more case for worry. No matter how hard I had tried to disregard the warning signs I couldn’t bring myself to. Naturally, I shouldn’t be here. I was supposed to be back in New York, behind my mahogany table discussing with a number of prospective clients or trying to close a couple of deals that have been pending on my desk for the past week but here I was, trying to play the knight in shining armor. Ever since I pardoned Talia and allowed her to be Marissa's mentee, we’ve barely talked except for a handful of occasions where we had to act courteous towards each other. Marissa had tried and failed to set us up as a couple until she decided she would let