All Chapters of KILLER: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Marco's Pov In a desperate bid to save her beloved daughter, Leonara spilled everything. She laid bare the truth of her past: her journey with the Stingers, the choices that led her to this moment, and her ultimate plan to seize control of the house."She was part of a group called the Stingers. They kill bad people for money. They hate the Mafia, but they’ll still work for them if the price is right. Reina wouldn’t have come here to take over unless she had some kind of plan—maybe revenge against someone. She doesn’t forgive betrayal easily. What do you think will happen to me if she finds out you know this much about her?"Leonara’s breaths came fast and shallow, her fear palpable as she stared at me, her words heavy with desperation.I understand what it’s like to protect your family. I’ve been there—creating a fake document to shield mine from an enemy, doing whatever it took to keep them safe. So, I get why she’s so worried about hers. But I can’t let that stop me. I need to find

Reina's Pov I led her to my room and shut the door. The first thing is did was scrunch her face in disgust. She should be happy she didn't see the first room I was put in after a basically passed out on our wedding day. This is a lot bigger and spacious than the other. "Why are you not in his room? And what the fuck is this tiny room?" She snapped at me. Guess she has the same anger and mental issues like her brother. But if I am being honest with myself, this is actually a big room compared to the shit I have been through. This is actually better and feels safer no matter how Marco might make me feel otherwise."I am not in his room because we are not in love or whatever you young people call it and the room, it is not so bad compared to what I got at first." I laughed."What do you mean not in love?" She questioned, her eye brow slightly higher than normal. "Marco will never marry, you must have changed him right?" I stared at her blankly. No wonder none of his family members wer

Reina's Pov One year, one year to get my work done and choose whether to take over his lovely divine empire or leave this killing lifestyle for good. When the time comes, I will make this decision but for now I will let whatever want to happen to happen. I chose to play along to his rules because that was the only way out, act dumb to get what you want. "Can we leave now." I asked wanted to go back home to my room and watch tiktoks."Sure." He said stretching out his hand for me to take. I took it of course, we needed to be in love or may I say act.We left the office together and headed downstairs and we were stopped by one of Marco's business partners. For some odd reasons, Marco accepted to meet with him. We walked together to go sit with the strange man, expect he was not strange, he looked very much familiar. I tried so hard to remember who is but Marco's hand on my thigh brought me back to their conversation. "My wife, Reina" was all I heard from the conversation so I just pr

Reina's Pov I do not know how long we stayed there but I enjoyed every second of it. He didn't even care that I was naked, so even if this was a test which obviously is not, he won. He helped me wash my body as well I did was just sit there and cry. He dried me up and still carried me to the room. He pulled out one of his shirt and wore it for me and he still wore my panties for me. After successfully laying me on the bed, he wanted to move away so I held his hand."Stay" was all I said."I'm staying just on the couch over there." He said holding my hand, that was his little way to reassure me."The bed is big enough for two people and I want to be close to you." I whispered like there were other people in the room who I didn't want to hear our conversation. He seemed hesitant at first but finally obliged. He excused himself to the balcony, his phone already pressed to his ear. I could hear his muffled voice through the glass, rising and falling in sharp bursts. He was mostly shouti

~Reina's Pov~warning *Sex rated scene*Not really seductive but oh well be warned.I watched Marco closely as he spoke, taking in every word, every subtle shift in his expression. He was letting me in—really letting me in—and for some reason, that felt monumental. I’d opened up to him before, so maybe this was his way of returning the favor. But it wasn’t just about reciprocity. It felt like I’d finally cracked through the impenetrable exterior of Marco Alessandro Leonardo.He was relaxed at first, his tone even, his words measured. But when he reached a painful memory, his whole demeanor changed. His muscles tensed, the calm rhythm of his breathing faltered, and he straightened in his seat like bracing for impact. It was as though he was reliving whatever it was that hurt him so deeply, and I could feel the weight of it in the air between us.Still, I felt a strange sense of pride—not in his pain, but in his trust. In this moment, he wasn’t the untouchable, unreadable Marco. He was