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As Samara prepares to celebrate her birthday, she clings to the hope that tonight will be magical—perhaps even a proposal from Giovanni, the man she believes to be her everything. But as the clock ticks, anticipation turns to dread when she discovers him caught in a moment with Anya, a woman he claimed was merely a friend. The revelation shatters her world, leaving her grappling with betrayal and heartbreak on what should have been a day of joy.
With emotions raw and trust shattered, Samara finds herself entangled in a web of lies and secrets that threaten to unravel her sense of self. Just when she thinks she can escape the pain, her friends drag her to Anya's birthday party, where the atmosphere is thick with tension and whispers. Surrounded by memories of a love that feels like a distant dream, she must confront the reality of her situation. Can she reclaim her identity from the shadows of Giovanni's betrayal, or will she remain lost in the chaos of their past?
As Samara navigates the choppy waters of love, jealousy, and self-discovery, every choice she makes could either lead her to healing or deeper heartache. Will she find the strength to break free from the ties that bind her to a man who never truly belonged to her?
Stop Chasing Me, Mafia Lord!Chapter 1
I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the dress Giovanni had bought for me a few days ago. It was a soft shade of lavender, his favorite color on me. Tonight felt special—it was my birthday, and Giovanni had been acting strange all week, slipping away to take calls, coming home late, and being unusually secretive. But I knew he was planning something.
I’d seen the receipt in his pocket when he left for work the other day. He bought an expensive ring! My heart raced every time I thought about it.
I brushed a stray curl behind my ear, glancing at the clock. He should have been home any minute. I imagined how tonight would go. Maybe he’d take me somewhere special, or we’d stay in, and he’d propose. The thought of him slipping a ring on my finger, sealing our future together, made me giddy. I could already hear his voice, “Samara, will you marry me?”
Smiling, I tried not to get too ahead of myself. Giovanni always knew how to make me feel special, even if I couldn’t remember everything about our past. I guessed, I would just wait for him.