Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6 by Olivia Thorn

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 120

I watched in amazement as the old woman hobbled up the steps to the platform.

Rocco tried to help her, but she angrily swatted his hand away.

She walked over to Isabella –

Who was shaking all over.

I swear, she seemed more frightened than when her father was pointing a gun at her.

Probably because, of all the people in the world she didn’t want to disappoint…

It was her great-grandmother.

But the old lady smiled at her kindly, nodded, and then turned around to face her grandson.

“As you know, I had an arranged marriage, too,” she said to Don Vicari. “I was only 18 on my wedding day.

“I was a good wife to your grandfather. I gave him six children, and I was faithful to him all my life. But I never loved him.

“I came to love him, in a way, I suppose… but I loved someone else.

“A girl from my village. Her name was Constantina.”

There was a quiet gasp from Rocco and the foot soldiers.

Don Vicari just stared up at her, bewildered.

“Back in those days, our feelings for each other were considered an infamia. My father would have killed us both if he knew.” The old lady glared at her grandson. “It seems not much has changed.

“The night before my wedding – in this very chapel – Constantina begged me not to go through with it. She wanted me to run away with her. I refused because I was frightened of what would happen to us… and I married your grandfather the next day.

“Two weeks later, Constantina hung herself.”

Tears welled up in the old lady’s eyes and trickled down her wrinkled cheeks.

Isabella sobbed, and she and Ludavica clutched each other even more tightly.

The old lady’s pained expression turned to rage. “So I will be damned if I let you, or any other man, take away my great-granddaughter’s happiness. I have suffered enough for this family – and I will not let her, or the woman she loves, suffer the same fate as the girl who loved me, and who I was too cowardly to save.”

woman reached into her black sleeve

out a stiletto blade,

of what she was

she raked the tip across the palm of her

onto the floor of the chapel, she

mi sangre,” she said

her

“Sangre di mi sangre.”

she turned and hobbled over

I was afraid she was going to

reached out for my hand and clasped

“Sangre di mi sangre.”

are now protected. They are sangre di

is an infamia – and when I die and stand before the Heavenly Father, I will petition Him, the Son, the Virgin, and the Saints to let that man

– but, God willing, I will lie in wait on the other side, and at the moment of that man’s death, I will drag him to Hell

at the

And do not harm anyone

all looked at each other

by one, they filed

at

then he bowed his

Only Don Vicari remained.

at

Then turned to Isabella.

but from this day forth, you are no daughter

and cried, but

may not be able to exact my vengeance on your brother, but know this: you and I are enemies from this day forth. I will oppose you at the Council

Dario said in an

turned back

in Hell blazed in his

he didn’t say

stared right

hand, calling his attention to his

twiddled my

Bye-bye.

really wanted to give him