Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128

Alia POV

Nicola was thirty years old, about six feet tall, but his thinness made liim appear taller.

“Mark, it’s been too long!” Nicola was surprised to see Marco arrive with a woman.

Marco nodded. “Hello.”

Nicola’s gaze fell on me, a flash of complex emotion barely visible in his eyes. “So you finally got a girlfriend.”

Marco replied seriously, “Not a girlfriend. My wife.”

“Your wife?” Nicola exclaimed in surprise. “I thought you’d spend your whole life focused on business, never getting married. I didn’t expect you to move so quickly.”

Marco remained silent.

Nicola looked at me and said, “Mrs. Vittorio, hello!”

I nodded, smiling gently. “Dr. Paradino, hello!”

“Don’t call me doctor. I’m just a peddler of chicken soup for the soul,” Nicola joked with a warm, approachable manner.

“Would Mrs. Vittorio be willing to speak with me privately?” Marco had already briefed Nicola on the situation over the phone, and Nicola knew Marco’s time was valuable.

I instinctively glanced at Marco, who nodded reassuringly.

I nodded and followed Nicola into his office.

Nicola invited me to sit down and poured me a glass of water. “Mrs. Vittorio, just think of me as a complete stranger. Feel free to chat about anything you’d like.”

“You called Marco ‘Mark‘ just now?” I had noticed Nicola’s way of addressing Marco, which made me uncomfortable since Maria called him that too.

“Yes, that’s what we used to call him at school.” Nicola smiled and continued, “Mrs. Vittorio, if I’m not mistaken, your father is Cain, right?”

At the mention of Cain, I took a deep breath, my hands clenched into fists on my thighs, my eyes flashing with hatred.

My mind was filled with thoughts of my mother, Cain, and the Castro family.

My mother was gone, yet the people who had mistreated her were living well.

The Castro family, Cain–I couldn’t let them get away with it. I had to find a way to ruin them.

Nicola observed my reaction and said, “Some people, some things–if you don’t pull them out, they’ll remain embedded in your heart forever.”

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I hesitated for a moment and asked, “Pull them out? How?

“Literally. Pull them out, remove them, destroy them–whatever you prefer.” Nicola smiled candidly,

I looked at him quietly as he continued, “Let’s not be so serious. Let me tell you something interesting. Recently I me someone who claimed to be an illegitimate son of the Castro family. He kept talking about taking down the Castro fausty I suspect he might have delusional disorder.”

A flash of insight struck me, and I looked at Nicola warily. “Who are you really? Why are you helping me?

Nicola smiled again, revealing perfectly white teeth. “I’m your psychologist. Doctors treat illnesses and alleviate your worries. Is there something wrong with that?

I stared at him blankly as he casually added, “If you’re satisfied with the treatment, remember to have Mark pay me a higher fee for psychological therapy.”

Nicola said more, but I wasn’t really listening. My mind kept returning to the illegitimate son of the Castro family.

I had heard about this illegitimate son before but never paid much attention. Now, however, he could be useful.

In this world, he would want the Castro family’s downfall even more than I did.

Once the Castro family fell, Cain’s support would crumble too, making it much easier to ruin him.

And the evidence I possessed could be provided to this illegitimate son, letting him help me deal with the Castro family.

As for Marco, he had his work. I didn’t want to drag him into the affairs between the Castro family and the Rossi family.

After talking with Nicola for nearly an hour, I felt much lighter, and I had made up my mind.

Even if Cain’s blood ran in my veins, I couldn’t let him continue his evil deeds. He deserved to be punished.

When I came out, I immediately met Marco’s concerned gaze. I raised my eyebrows and smiled at him. “How much does Dr. Paradino charge, Mark? Will you pay for me?”

My willingness to speak this way showed that my emotional knot had been untied. Marco ruffled my hair and looked at Nicola. “Nicola, name your price.”

Nicola leaned casually against the doorframe with a nonchalant smile. “This is my first time meeting Mrs. Vittorio, so today’s session is on the house.”

“I’ll transfer the full amount to you,” Marco/replied with a subtle smile.

Though it seemed like a gentle smile, it carried significant meaning–Marco didn’t want to owe anyone anything.

“Marco, let’s go back,” I tugged at his arm. “I’m hungry. Could you ask Aunt Mary to prepare something for me?”

Shortly after Marco and I left, a woman emerged from a separate room in Nicola’s office. She resembled him somewhat.

Looking at my retreating figure, she sighed deeply. “Brother, is that the second daughter of the Rossi family?

Nicola nodded, also sighing. “Yes, she’s the second daughter of the Rossi family. I never imagined meeting her under these

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Chapter 12

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Seeing me gradually emerge from the shadow of my mother was, fures was deligfined

He ruffled my hair and said, “I need to go out on some bathers today. Yoty rest wait at home. Mut have dinner fugathule tonight.

“Mm.” I nodded, giving him a bright smile.

As soon as Marco left, I found a phone number and, after long deliberation, dialed it.

Once I made this call, there would be no turning back until both the Castro family and Cain were completely rudried.

Black Hawk’s domestic headquarters was in Monterano. The Black Hawk Tower stood tall, a dream destination for mery

Maria, carrying the hopes of her father and the Castro family, had been waiting in the lobby all morning. Her eyes had nearly dried out from anticipation when she finally saw Marco arrive, surrounded by a group of people.

She took a deep breath and approached him. “Mark, please wait.‘

Marco stopped, his cold gaze falling on Maria. “What is it?”

“Could you spare me a few minutes? Just a few minutes. There’s something I’d like to discuss with you.” Maria spoke cautiously, clutching the hem of her clothes to show her nervousness.

Marco’s gaze rested on her as he replied with polite detachment, “If you have something to say, please say it.”

“Please give me five minutes, just five minutes!” Marja looked at him with tears glistening in her eyes.

Marco glanced at Luca, who immediately signaled for the others to leave, clearing the space.

“Go ahead,” Marco stood straight, regarding Maria with a cold gaze. Her tears did nothing to evoke his sympathy.

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