Too Late For Regret, Mafia Capo

tina'

the penthouse that ni

antage of this rare peace, I opened my laptop

ars, and shell companies. I contacted hidden brokers, requesting

in the lock came from the front door. I calmly

sabella, tightly holding the hand of a pale seven-

onable tone. "Isabella has a fever, and the estate is to

y permission; he si

sweater, her shoulders slightly hunched as if she were

ng the Don's order without

rying the faint scent of hospital disinfectant, he kissed me gent

e bed in the master bedroom, the door creake

polite smile, lookin

de, Valentina,"

n't a

tand and pointed to a silver

she said. "He needs to look at h

e frame. I simply showed co

sed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, a

whispered. "I am jealous tha

ittle footsteps came from the hallway, and Leo

ng my mom!" he

and forcefully p

cidentally tripped over the edge of the floorboards, an

mpact made my entire body go numb, and the

hoto frame, letting it smash onto the floor with a sharp shatt

iberately raising her volume as if trying to make sure someone at the e

nnocent disguise and gave m

ll definitely back me up," he said through gritted teeth.

came from the hallway. Dan

d the chaotic scene before him. His gaze shifted from

hovering her hands over my arms in a

ling voice. "The photo triggered Leo's trauma,

cast a glance at Leo, passing a

tched his chest tightly with both hands, rolled his eyes back

he sh

shoved me aside, causing my already bruised

nvulsing Leo and rus

t the medical ki

dry cheeks and quic

shut, and silence descende

ored me, not even stoppi

od up, limped into the master bathroom, and

ted on the marble counter

the child stress. I have transferred the deed to the lu

creen, and the anger that should have

rs, I typed my re

erst