The Mafia Princess He Abandoned Became An Art Queen Chapter 07 The next day, he came again. This time, he left a bouquet of red roses outside my door. I saw them on my way downstairs. I didn’t pick them up. On the third day, it was white roses, with a card that said, “I’m […]

The Mafia Princess He Abandoned Became An Art Queen Chapter 06 I sent back a simple “Okay.” Melissa replied almost immediately. “Aren’t you happy?” “I am. Just not as happy as I thought I’d be.” “Why?” I thought about it. “Maybe because she can’t affect me anymore.” A moment later, she sent a string of

The Mafia Princess He Abandoned Became An Art Queen Chapter 05 I stood by the airport’s floor-to-ceiling window, watching the empty stretch of sky where my plane had disappeared. My phone was back on. The second it got a signal, dozens of missed calls and messages came flooding in. Almost all of them were from

The Mafia Princess He Abandoned Became An Art Queen Chapter 04 His head snapped to the side. Blood appeared at his lip. “Do you have any idea what The Undercurrent means to me?” Mario wiped the corner of his mouth and, unbelievably, laughed, his eyes turning colder. “It’s done. I’ll compensate you thirty million dollars.

The Mafia Princess He Abandoned Became An Art Queen Chapter 03 To celebrate my return to the Conti family, Don and Donna Conti decided to throw a gala. Two days before the event, Irene knocked on my door. She held out a dress, elaborate and gaudy, dripping in diamonds, so flashy it hurt to look

The Mafia Princess He Abandoned Became An Art Queen Chapter 02 I found an antihistamine and swallowed it with cold water. The itching in my throat and the tightness in my chest slowly started to ease. I sat down at my desk and opened my laptop. WhatsApp lit up with new messages from Melissa. Melissa

The Mafia Princess He Abandoned Became An Art Queen Chapter 01 I grew up in an orphanage in Sicily. My social anxiety was so severe that I could barely hold a normal conversation with a man I didn’t know, let alone have any kind of relationship. So I hid behind a screen. At twenty-eight, I