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Chapter 111

đŸ”„ This expanded chapter is packed with cinematic detail, raw emotion, manipulation, and the moral dilemma Selena faces, brought to full Goodnovel intensity.

Do you want me to continue into Chapter 30 with Selena’s breakdown afterwards—where she confronts the Don in private, furious and vulnerable, leading to a dangerously intimate moment?

The buzzer’s metallic hum rattled inside Selena’s chest. The glass cage door slid open with a hiss, the sound too smooth, too clean for what she knew was about to happen. Two guards stepped in, faces blank, movements efficient. They untied the prisoners from their chairs only to slam them to the ground, forcing them on their knees.

Selena’s stomach lurched. She gripped the edge of the oak table until her knuckles turned white.

The Don’s voice slid through the air, calm and steady. “Watch.”

Her head snapped toward him. “I won’t.”

“You will.” His tone wasn’t raised, but it carried the weight of inevitability. “If you turn away now, your im
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    Chapter 124 Rain hung over the city like a held breath, but inside the mansion everything was lit in warm gold. Candles steadied along the hall, jasmine from the winter garden drifted through the vents, and the old piano in the library hummed with a single note that refused to die. Selena stood in the doorway, palms damp, heart in her throat.Rosa met her there, eyes kind, voice steady. “They’re waiting.”Selena nodded, though her legs wanted to turn her around and run. She had faced operating rooms and alleyway triage with less fear than this. A door at the far end stood open, and beyond it—the ballroom she knew, but not as a weapon and not as a stage. Tonight it felt like a book that had always been hers, left open to the last page.They were standing together beneath the chandelier. The Don—in charcoal, tie undone, the slightest bruise of exhaustion softening his eyes. Rafe—black shirt, sleeves rolled, a restless energy held in check. Between them, on a small low table: a thin woo

  • A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons    123.

    Chapter 123The morning after their garden dinner, the mansion felt different. No one hurried down the halls, no radios crackled with tense updates, and the usual edge of steel had dulled into something almost ordinary. Selena woke to birdsong, not alarms, and for the first time she couldn’t smell gun oil in the air.She dressed slowly, choosing a soft cream dress Rosa had left out, and when she came downstairs, she froze.The Don and Rafe were in the kitchen. Not the grand, polished dining room—the kitchen. Rafe stood at the stove in an apron that read Kiss the Cook, flipping pancakes with far too much flair. The Don leaned against the counter, sleeves rolled, chopping fruit with quiet precision.Selena blinked. “Am I
 dreaming?”Rafe spun, spatula in hand. “Good morning, sunshine. You’re just in time to witness history. The last time I cooked, the fire department sent me a Christmas card.”The Don arched a brow. “You set one pan on fire.”“One pan, five alarms,” Rafe corrected. He w

  • A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons    123.

    Chapter 123The storm that had rumbled around them for weeks finally began to settle. The city still buzzed with Ferraro’s name, but inside the mansion, there was something softer. Something that felt almost like peace.Selena woke to sunlight instead of shadows, to the sound of birds instead of gunfire in her head. She stretched slowly, the sheets warm around her, her body heavy but content. When she turned, she found the Don still beside her. For once, he wasn’t already in a suit, already halfway across the city planning another war.He was watching her. Quiet, steady, the way he always did when he wanted her to believe she wasn’t alone.“You’re staring,” she whispered, her voice husky with sleep.He reached over, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. “I’m memorizing.”Her chest tightened. “Why?”“So I never forget what I’m fighting for.”Tears threatened to burn her eyes, but before she could answer, the door creaked open and Rafe poked his head in. He grinned, of course, like

  • A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons    121.

    “Now we wait,” he said, stepping back an inch but not letting go. “We let the orders reach the places they’re meant to reach. We let Ferraro feel his shoes fill with sand. We keep you near.”“Near where?”“Me,” he said simply.She swallowed. The word should have felt like a cage. It felt like a lock on a door she chose to close.A knock at the frame. Rosa stood there, unreadable as always, a small earpiece in her hand. “For her,” she said.The Don took it and fitted it behind Selena’s ear with a care that turned the tiny piece of tech into a jewel. “So I can hear you,” he said.“And I can hear you,” she replied, the device warm already.Rosa’s gaze softened. “The clinics have begun their audits. The paint has been ordered.”“The dog?” Rafe called from somewhere down the hall.Fed,” Rosa said. “And bribed. With bacon, as instructed.”Rafe’s laugh traveled in. “My genius.”Selena slid off the table and straightened her jacket. The chain against her throat felt less like a brand and more

  • A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons    120.

    Chapter 120Rafe’s newspaper still lay open on the bed, the headline shouting in ugly black letters. Selena stared at the photo of the three bodies until the ink seemed to crawl. She could not unsee it. Daylight. Pavement. Blood carried like gossip by the rain that had fallen just after dawn.The Don didn’t spare the paper a second look. He shut the door behind him and the room shifted, as it always did, obeying the gravity of his presence. He crossed to her in three quiet steps, set two fingers on the edge of the sheet where she held it white-knuckled, and removed the newspaper with a calm that made her want to scream.“You should eat,” he said.“I’m not hungry.”“Eat anyway.”Rafe crunched into his apple. “She’s got a point, boss. Nerves taste lousy.”“Then we change the taste,” the Don said, already turning toward the hall. “War room. Now.”Rafe winked at Selena and pushed off the armchair. “Come on, sweetheart. Front row seats to the end of the Ferraro problem.”“I don’t want fron

  • A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons    119.

    Chapter 119The war room was alive with movement. Maps spread across the long oak table, red markers stabbing into Ferraro’s territories, black lines cutting paths across the city like veins. Men spoke in clipped tones, radios crackled, the weight of something big brewing in the air.Selena stood at the edge of it all, her arms crossed, trying not to flinch when names of streets and bodies were tossed around like pieces on a chessboard. To them, this was strategy. To her, it sounded like lives.The Don stood at the head of the table, calm as stone. He didn’t raise his voice, didn’t slam his hand down, yet every man there bent to his words. He was control wrapped in flesh, command in a tailored suit.Rafe leaned against the wall, hands shoved in his pockets, his grin a little sharper than usual. He caught Selena watching and winked, but the humor in his eyes was hollow. Even he knew how dangerous the next few days would be.One of the captains pointed at the map. “Ferraro is pushing so

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