Mafia Princess

Chapter 28

Several SUVs followed ours and we all parked at the underground garage. We all started getting out of the car. Jason was looking in suspicion and Russell only just now noticed the new surroundings which he replied in a confused way.

Jason looked towards me, giving me a knowing glance as he looked at the building he rarely went to. No one was paying attention to Russell as he looked all over in a panicked state.

I went towards the elevator, Jason following close behind, and I called for Russell to follow us. He was confused but followed us nonetheless.

The elevator ride was silent when we reached the highest floor where Victor's office is located along with large living quarters attached separately to his office. No matter how many times I visit this building, I'm always impressed with the building's design and the many available things inside.

We now stand before to large white double doors where I knocked on it softly. The one to answer the door was Kathleen as she opened the door for us to enter.

Inside the room were, of course, Kathleen, Victor, and the private doctor of the White Dragons who's an old man with black skin of the ripe old age of 70.

Victor saw us from where he was sitting on the couch in the living room lobby with a glass of whiskey and the doctor was checking on Christine as she lay on the Queen-sized bed in the room further from the living room, her clothes changed and dry from the clothes she was wearing earlier and her hair, her real hair, framing her pale face softly in soft brown curls. She reminded me of the story of Sleeping Beauty as she lay there sleeping.

I felt Jason and Russell stiffen from behind me at the sight of her unconscious form. I left them to join Victor to where he was standing at the side as Kathleen aided the doctor by bringing some hot water and other things.

"So, how is she?" I asked Victor. He may have looked unfazed but I could sense the worry he has.

"The doctor said that she'll be fine. She just needs the rest." He replied to me in a gruff voice.

I turned to look at Jason and Russell to see how they're doing, and they're more frozen in shock than before.

"The boys will have to digest all of this at once," I spoke as I kept my sight on the males.

"Since when did I give a fuck about them?" Victor said in a serious tone.

"Now that's not a tone you should associate yourself with now Victor." I saw the frustration he had on his face as he gulped down on his whiskey. "What would you think Clara would say if she saw you like this?"

The sound of glass breaking was heard throughout the room as Victor stood up and pointed a gun to my head. "How would I know what my dead wife would say when I almost got my own daughter killed?! I was the reason Clara died and I will also be the reason why my own daughter will die!" The atmosphere in the room was tense as everyone's eyes were laid on us.

I looked at Victor and I could see the man who has led a mafia for all his life have the look of utter horror and fear in his eyes. As much as people have seen him as a ruthless bastard who deserves to rot in hell, I and his deceased wife were the only ones to see through his façade. As Victor stood in front of me now, he just looks like an ordinary father caring deeply for his family.

Oh, Clara, you have no idea how Victor has fallen ever since your death. If only you could see him now and comfort him. But since you aren't here, I'll just have to keep your promise and handle him myself.

I moved the gun away from my head with the back of my hand, never keeping my eyes away from Victor's dreadful eyes. "Save that bullet for the person who has brought harm to your family. For now, don't you think your daughter deserves some proper rest?"