Chapter One Hundred And Ninety TwoElijah, the formidable mafia boss, stood amidst the opulence of his lavish estate, surveying the new bodyguards he'd hired to protect his beloved wife, selena.The evening sun cast long shadows across the manicured lawns, and he found solace in the calm before the impending storm. But a cloud of suspicion hung over him, threatening to obscure his peace.He turned to Giovanni, his trusted right-hand man, and inquired with a tone that concealed his unease, "Giovanni, where is Henry?"Giovanni shifted uncomfortably, his eyes darting around as if searching for an escape. He hesitated before responding, "Boss, I... I haven't seen Henry since the interviews. He was supposed to be among the new bodyguards."Elijah's brows furrowed as worry gnawed at his heart. Henry, his wicked stepbrother, had always been a source of trouble. The past was riddled with their childhood rivalries, and though they'd grown apart over the years, the fear of Henry resurfacing still

Chapter One Hundred And Ninety Four Elijah knew that he needed guidance in this delicate matter, so he reached out to his trusted contact in the Italian mafia, Godfather Roberto. After a discreet meeting in a dimly lit, secluded restaurant, he broached the topic."Roberto," Elijah began cautiously, "I've been approached by the local police, and they've offered protection for my family in exchange for information about our contacts in the Italian mafia. What should I do?"Roberto, a seasoned and wise figure in the world of organized crime, took a long drag from his cigar before responding. His voice was low and filled with authority as he advised, "Elijah, my boy, you must remember that we live in a world where trust is a rare commodity. Cooperating with the police, even for the safety of your family, is a dangerous game. You can never be sure where their loyalties truly lie."Elijah nodded, taking in the weight of Roberto's words. He had always relied on the guidance of the Italian m

Chapter One Hundred And Ninety SixAs Elijah's private jet soared through the night sky, his thoughts couldn't escape the weight of his actions. The darkness of his dealings loomed over him like an ever-present storm, but there was a glimmer of humanity within him that refused to be extinguished.As he prepared to land back home, the memory of the Brazilian streets haunted him. He had seen the desperation in the eyes of children, their small frames bearing the weight of a harsh world. Their faces, etched with innocence and sorrow, had stirred something deep within him.Upon arrival, the Hilux cars sped through the familiar streets of his city. Elijah stared out the window, his mind filled with images of the children he had seen in Brazil. He had been just like them once, a child born into a world of uncertainty and danger. His heart ached for their suffering.Then, as if fate were testing him, the convoy came to an abrupt halt. A group of children had darted into the street, their rag

Chapter One Hundred And Ninety EightHenry, his face contorted by anger and embarrassment, stood in the dimly lit room, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. He clenched his fists, and the fragile porcelain vase on the table bore the brunt of his fury, shattering into a thousand pieces on the polished floor. His plan to sneak into Elijah's house as a bodyguard had unravelled, leaving him jobless and humiliated."Damn it," he muttered through gritted teeth, his voice thick with frustration. He had thought this would be his chance to prove himself to his stepbrother Elijah, to finally gain some respect in his eyes. But instead, he found himself standing in the wreckage of his dreams, shattered just like that vase.Henry had spent days meticulously planning his covert mission, envisioning himself as the valiant protector, earning Elijah's admiration and trust. Now, all that remained was the harsh reality of his failure.Elijah's voice echoed in his mind, the words that had cut de

Chapter Two Hundred Selena and her younger sister, Nicki, were in the cozy corner of the nursery, surrounded by shelves filled with colorful baby toys. They had been engrossed in a lively conversation about which toys would be perfect for Selena's future bundle of joy. Selena's eyes sparkled with excitement as they carefully inspected each toy, her heart full of anticipation.As they laughed and shared their thoughts, Selena felt a strange sensation, like a sudden warmth between her legs. Alarmed, she stopped mid-sentence, her eyes widening. A look of concern washed over Nicki's face as she saw her sister's expression change."Sis, are you alright?" Nicki asked, her voice tinged with worry. Selena couldn't find words immediately. Her gaze fell to her lap, and that's when she saw it. The deep red stain on her dress. Panic surged through her as she realized what was happening."Nicki," Selena stammered, her voice quivering. "I...I need to go to the bathroom." Her trembling hand pressed