All Chapters of My Dear Mafia Boss' Remorse: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Lenka’s POVLately, I’ve realized that I’ve been paying more attention to Michael than before.That man always seems to be within my line of sight, making me want to look at him even without meaning to. His captivating face, his presence that draws the attention of other women, and the aura he gives off just by sitting there.The usually peaceful and calm atmosphere of the coffee shop feels slightly different with him around. As if my café has somehow become an inseparable part of him.A strange feeling wraps around me.I try to hold myself back, not wanting to show him that I keep watching him—especially when I saw that woman approach him.I also notice that he has been looking at me more often, but I fight the urge to meet his gaze.When the woman finally leaves, he leans back in his chair, looking relaxed. Before I know it, I’m already standing in front of him, staring at him in silence.His eyes widen as he looks at me.I see a glimmer in his gaze as he calls my name.“Lenka?”I h

Lenka’s POV“Won’t you be serving that cake, miss?”I snapped out of my thoughts, blinking and then looking toward Tina, then at my hand holding the tongs.I was supposed to have served the cake to the guest my staff was attending to, but there was no longer a line at the cashier, and he was just staring at me, waiting for me to serve his order.It seemed like I had been standing still, doing nothing, for quite some time.I swallowed, took the cake, arranged it on a plate, and handed it to Tina. “Sorry, I almost forgot about it.”“It’s alright, miss.”She quickly took the cake to a guest, while I stood there in silence.My conversation with the man still lingered in my mind. I felt frustrated, but I also couldn’t fully blame him for taking the opportunity.He was the type of person he was—a mafia boss and businessman who knew exactly what steps to take. I thought that he probably applied the same approach when dealing with me.I wasn’t as skilled as he was, and the only business I had

Lenka’s POVI walked out of the Ferris wheel and immediately exhaled a long breath.That was the most thrilling experience of my life, which, in reality, was not dangerous, but it made it impossible for me to feel at ease.I tried to act normal, but the fear still wouldn’t go away.In the end, I gave up and continued holding onto Michael, who was accompanying my son to enjoy the Ferris wheel’s atmosphere, while I kept my eyes on the floor.Felix followed me down after I got off, reaching for my still-trembling hand and holding it. His gaze was directed at me, looking curious."Are you scared of the Ferris wheel, Mom? I shouldn't have asked you to ride with me. Your face looks pale."I closed my eyes for a moment before looking back at him and shaking my head. I didn’t want to make my son regret asking me to join him on this ride.A faint smile appeared on my face."I'm fine. It’s just that I didn’t have breakfast this morning."His eyes widened. "Really? But you always tell me not to

Lenka’s POVI was playing with Felix in the room.Several books were stacked up—some we had already finished reading together, while others remained untouched. Scattered around were toy cars and a chessboard we had played with earlier.My son’s face grew gloomier by the minute.It seemed like he couldn’t hold back any longer and finally decided to speak his mind. His gaze no longer sparkled with excitement as it usually did.“Mom, why have we been staying at home all the time lately? I’m so bored. I want to go outside.”I looked at him with a small smile, knowing this moment would come sooner or later.No matter how much I tried to keep him occupied, there was only so much patience a child could have when it came to playing indoors. He needed space, an open area—not just the confines of our home.Gently stroking his head, I tried to soothe him. “Mom just wants to rest for a while. And the weather outside isn’t good, so it wouldn’t be a good idea to spend time outdoors, Felix.”My son

Lenka's POVI didn’t expect that we would be playing in the park.There was a fountain nearby, and there weren’t many people around us. I sat down while Felix and the man were playing with the water.I laughed.My son sprayed Michael with water, and so did the man. They attacked each other until I got splashed too, but I didn’t complain. I felt like, at this moment, there were no boundaries between us.I was just accompanying my son as he played, Felix looking like he was having fun, and the man doing both things at once.I enjoyed my time while wringing out the hem of my drenched shirt from their game."You made mom’s clothes wet, Felix."I finally protested, but my son didn’t seem to care. He kept laughing, running around with the man. He clearly seemed happy, not really paying attention to his surroundings or listening to me.I just snorted and smiled lightly, but then I saw Michael stop the attack. He brought Felix closer so I could clearly see what happened to him.His clothes we