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Chapter Seventeen

Autor: GIFT'S INK
last update Data de publicação: 2026-02-25 18:31:01
Daphne

Forced marriage and kidnapping were the height of my phobia but being handcuffed to a man is a whole new level of skull-wrenching.

I opened my eyes from the little sleep I was able to get and Salvador was on his elbow peering at me with a half smile on his face.

“Awake, butterfly?” He asked. I looked at him with a disgusted expression and rolled my eyes until I felt I would have a migraine, then I tried to turn to my side but the restrictions made it difficult. I sighed in defeat and co
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  • CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA BUTCHER    Chapter Thirty-seven

    Daphne “ The Don looked like a girl when he was little...” Rosa began. The sudden confession forced a ‘pfft’ from my lips. Was that rude? I clamped my lips shut and clenched my throat to force the laugh from spilling through. But, I couldn't picture it. Salvador looking like a girl? How? He was a breathtaking man, yes, but undeniably masculine. The sharp cut of his jaw, the scar running down his face, Nope, there was nothing soft about him. “Sorry…” I muttered quickly. Rosa cleared her throat and continued as if she hadn't noticed. “For that very reason, he was adored by his mother, Madame Montessori. She doted on him the way some mothers dote on their daughters.” She chopped the carrots with a little less concentration and a tight smile plastered on her face. “But his father…” she paused drawing in a deep breath. “ His father hated him for that same reason. He favoured his first son, Matteo, more, and shoved a knife in Salvador's hands before he learnt what it meant to ho

  • CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA BUTCHER    Chapter Thirty-Six

    Daphne “The weapon is an extension of the arm that wields it, not just a tool, Signora.” my teacher, whom I found out was named Stefano pointed out, trying his best not to yell at my hundredth failure at wielding the dagger properly.I had chosen a dagger because it was small and seemed easy to wield, but who would have thought it was one of the hardest? I groaned in frustration and positioned myself squarely before Stef, mimicking what I've been taught. I had no problem handling a firearm; I did it perfectly. I've held guns several times growing up as a Mafia daughter, but I've never had the luxury to train with weapons. If I had, I would have been able to defeat Stephen easily. “Straighten your shoulders. View me as an enemy.” He said, using a cane to align my stance to what he wanted.“Your fingers keep trembling. Get a hold. An enemy would not hesitate to attack if they sense fear.” He held my fist on the dagger and tried to steady my trembling wrist. I didn't even know why I

  • CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA BUTCHER    Chapter Thirty-five

    Salvador (Alter Ego)Blood. More blood splashed over the blood already painting my face.The man grew limp in my grasp and my eyes widened.Blade killed his ally. To think I believed I was crazy. I held the man's limp body in my hands and pointed the gun at Blade who seemed unbothered. The other men in the room flinched from the sight. They must finally understand the gravity of testing Blade. I was foolish like them once. My lips parted and a harsh laugh escaped them. “ You really killed one of your people…How interesting,” I said amidst laughter. The gun in my hand clicked but no bullet came through. Did this idiot threaten me with an empty gun? What a situation. “ I can do anything to get what I want Butcher. Anything.” “Get him!” He commanded the three Mafianos and they charged at me. I tossed the dead man's body towards them and fell backwards. “Shit!!! Don't let him get away.” I heard him say against the wind blowing at my ears. I landed on a car, making a dent in i

  • CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA BUTCHER    Chapter Thirty-four

    Salvador“Leave Daphne out of this.” I spat, unaware of how dark my tone had become. Blade smiled and rested back on his chair. “If even a single hair on her head is harmed…I will erase your clan from history.” I said calmly. “The way you almost erased yours?” He retorted, his voice loud. I drew in a sharp breath trying to keep the Demon at bay but it was getting more and more difficult. “ All we need is the fucking Blueprint and your wife gets to be safe.” He explained. “No one has to get hurt” he coaxed but I knew him. I knew that if I agreed to give him the blueprint, Daphne's life would forever be endangered as a way to keep me in check. “Really?” I asked with raised brows. “Of course. We were once allies after all.” I shook my head and watched his expression fall. Daphne had told me this would happen. She has suggested I go with some of my men for protection but I hadn't listened. It wasn't a big deal anyway, I've been suicidal since I learnt to walk, this wasn't much

  • CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA BUTCHER    Chapter Thirty-three

    Salvador The air smelt of intoxication and underground vanity. The light was dim and the music deafening. Men sat with underage girls on their laps, stuffing dollar bills into their thongs while they writhed to the music.I scrunched my nose at the sight. I walked towards the VIP section, avoiding contact with the drunk men and women wailing in response to the music and twisting their bodies to satisfy themselves. The VIP section was a lot quieter than the main hall but the lewd actions weren't dropped. The door was partially open as if the people inside knew of my coming. Well, they did. I walked in, and the first sight that greeted me was Blade humping into a teenager with so much force that the couch creaked with each of his movements. Her palms were on her mouth trying to muffle her screams and an image flashed in my memory of Daphne covering her mouth to hide her desire. I shook my head to concentrate. On the other seats, the ones I had believed to be allies of mine were

  • CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA BUTCHER    Chapter Thirty-two

    DaphneAnger. The type that tightens the chest. The type that makes rationality difficult, enveloped me.Salvador’s expression remained unreadable. He glanced at me for a second. “Move,” his calm but grim voice said. The lady stepped back and gulped. “Did your work dull your senses?” he continued. “I'm sorry Don. I was carried away.” Her head was slightly bowed. The situation looked like Salvador was bullying her. People flashed us judgmental looks and it was getting embarrassing. She glanced at me with an expression akin to hostility. For some odd reason…my heart eased. I was not particularly tolerant of Salvador, but that didn't mean I wanted others to feel him up. Right? But,Her identity made me grow curious. “Don,” she said with a slight bow, still glaring daggers at me.She was scary, all right, but I wasn't in the best of moods either. “A report.” She continued surreptitiously scanning the area, displeased by the number of living beings passing by. “They are watching,

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