PART TWO: SHE IS THE MAFIAHEAVEN'S POVToday was a whirlwind of emotions as I found myself on a journey back home from London. The familiar hum of the airplane engines echoed the anticipation in my heart. My parents had dispatched their guards to accompany me, a gesture that both reassured me and highlighted the importance of my return.The excitement bubbled within me as the plane touched down on the Italian soil. Italy! The very thought brought a smile to my face. Stepping onto the grounds that held so many childhood memories made my heart race with joy. The air was different, the scent of familiarity enveloping me like a warm embrace.As I descended the airplane stairs, my eyes searched for familiar faces. There they were – the guards my parents had sent to ensure my safe journey. I couldn't help but feel a mix of gratitude and amusement at their serious expressions. It was as if they were guarding a precious artifact rather than an excited girl eager to reunite with her family.T
Heaven I woke up to the sound of yelling, the echoes of heated voices reaching my room like an ominous prelude to an unforeseen chapter. Instinctively, I rushed downstairs to find a young man in the midst of an intense confrontation with my father. Their voices clashed like thunder in the otherwise serene atmosphere of our home.My father, calm and composed, attempted to reason with the stranger, but the young man's rudeness only fueled the tension in the room. The air crackled with an unsettling energy as I stepped forward, a surge of protectiveness coursing through me."What is going on here?" I demanded, my voice cutting through the verbal brawl.The stranger turned his sharp gaze towards me, his agitation evident. "Stay out of this, princess. This is none of your business."I felt a flicker of anger at his insolence, but I kept my composure. "In my home, everything is my business. Now, explain yourself."He scoffed, dismissing my authority. "Your old man owes a debt, and he's bee
Chase's POV:I disliked Heaven so much; she is so rude. I couldn't fathom why she resisted the inevitable. As I paced through the dimly lit room, I couldn't help but express my frustration to my cousin, Daven. "Can you believe that attitude?" I ranted, my irritation evident. "I offered her a chance to make things interesting, and she acts like I've insulted her royal highness."Daven chuckled, seemingly entertained by my annoyance. "You've got yourself a feisty one, Chase. This could be more amusing than you anticipated."I scowled, not amused in the slightest. "Feisty or not, she needs to learn her place. This isn't a negotiation; it's a game, and I make the rules."Daven leaned against a nearby table, a mischievous grin on his face. "You've finally met someone who doesn't bow down to your charm. It's refreshing, isn't it?"Refreshing wasn't the word I'd use. Annoying was more like it. "She thinks she can challenge me, but she's just a pawn in this grand scheme. I'll show her."Dave
Heaven's POV:I stormed into my father's study, frustration and anger boiling within me. "Dad, there's no way I'm marrying Chase. He's insufferable, and he kidnapped Eden!"My father sighed, his face reflecting a mixture of concern and exasperation. "Heaven, we need to handle this carefully. Marrying into the Chase family is crucial for our standing, and confronting them directly won't solve anything."I clenched my fists, my determination unwavering. "I won't let them control my life, Dad. I'm not some pawn in their twisted game."He nodded, a plan forming in his mind. "We'll go to Chase's house tonight. But remember, violence won't solve anything. We need to negotiate and find a way to secure Eden's release without escalating the situation."That night, under the cloak of darkness, we arrived at Chase's imposing mansion. I couldn't shake the unease as we approached, the weight of the gun hidden in my bag providing a grim sense of assurance.Entering Chase's dimly lit study, the tens
Chase's POV:I stormed into Daven's apartment, frustration evident on my face. "Can you believe this, Daven? Heaven, of all people, is now the freaking leader of the Mafia. This is a joke, right?"Daven chuckled, pouring himself a drink. "Well, Chase, looks like your arch-nemesis just upped her game. Who would've thought she'd take the throne?"I scoffed, pacing the room. "This is a disaster. I can't stand her, and now she has control over everything. I need a way to undo this mess."Daven raised an eyebrow, amusement in his eyes. "Oh, come on, Chase. Admit it, you're just upset because she outplayed you. Plus, she's your 'queen' now, right?"I shot him a glare. "Don't even joke about that. This is serious. I won't let her ruin everything I've worked for."Daven leaned back, a sly grin on his face. "You know, Chase, maybe you should consider a truce. It could benefit both sides."I scoffed again, vehemently opposed to the idea. "A truce with Heaven? Never. I'd rather burn this whole M
Heaven's POV:The cafe's dim lighting cast shadows on Chase's face, emphasizing the frustration etched across his features. As much as I despised the idea of sitting across from him, there was a twisted satisfaction in seeing him squirm."Why am I here, Chase? This better be worth my time," I snapped, my arms crossed defensively. I had no intention of making this easy for him.Chase leaned forward, his gaze intense. "We can't keep fighting like this. It's destructive for both of us and everyone else involved. We need to find a way to coexist or at least maintain a semblance of peace."I scoffed, unimpressed by his attempt at diplomacy. "Peace with you? That's laughable. What's your real game, Chase?"He sighed, frustration evident. "There is no game, Heaven. I just want to avoid unnecessary bloodshed and chaos. Can't we find some common ground?"Rolling my eyes, I maintained a skeptical demeanor. "Common ground with you? I doubt it. But fine, let's hear your proposal."As he presented
Chase's POV:The morning sun cast long shadows as I made my way to the meeting point Heaven had specified. The air was thick with tension, a palpable reminder that despite our shared history, this alliance was anything but amicable. I couldn't shake the feeling that Heaven had something up her sleeve, and the prospect of following her to the border for weapons only added to the unease.As I approached the rendezvous, Heaven emerged from the shadows, a confident smirk on her face. "Took you long enough, Chase. I thought you might have gotten lost."I rolled my eyes, unamused by her taunts. "Save the sarcasm. What's this about going to the border for weapons? You know we could have handled this separately."She raised an eyebrow, a mock innocence in her expression. "Oh, Chase, where's the fun in that? Besides, we're both leaders now, might as well get used to working together."I sighed, begrudgingly acknowledging the truth in her words. "Let's just get this over with. I don't want to s
Heaven's POV:Taking the reins as the new leader wasn't going to be a walk in the park, especially considering the disgruntled mafias under my command. But I needed to assert my authority, and that meant calling for a meeting.As I entered the dimly lit room, the air thick with tension, I could feel the collective gaze of the powerful figures that surrounded me. Frank Lan, the head of the Japan Mafia, was the first to voice his discontent."What makes you think you can lead us, Heaven?" he sneered, his tone dripping with arrogance.I didn't flinch, meeting his gaze with unwavering confidence. "Because I understand the game better than any of you. Loyalty is earned, not inherited."The room buzzed with murmurs, but I pressed on. "I won't tolerate insubordination. Those who question my authority will face consequences."Frank Lan chuckled, a derisive tone in his voice. "Consequences? You're just a kid playing dress-up. We won't take orders from you."In that moment, I knew I had to make