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Chapter 89 - God, This Woman
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Claimed By The Mafia Don Chapter 90 - The Words Slipped Out
Lucia’s POVThree days.That’s how long it took to undo the web of lies someone had meticulously crafted to destroy Dante.Three sleepless, gut-wrenching days of pushing through sealed records, frozen accounts, and silent phones. But Lucas had been right, he told me what they’d done to Dante and I knew in my bones this wasn’t justice. It was sabotage. A setup. And I couldn’t watch him drown.I hadn’t just brought a lawyer to that precinct, I’d brought firepower. The kind that worked in shadows and thrived on leverage. The kind that knew how to pry open vaults and bend the rules without breaking them. Men like Dante didn’t get saved by rules. They got saved by people willing to bleed for them.And I was one of those people.No matter how much I tried to pretend otherwise.By the end of the third day, the financial irregularities were debunked. The digital trail leading to Dante’s accounts had been traced back to a shell company tied to a name we both knew far too well: Gabriel Rucci.T
Claimed By The Mafia Don Chapter 89 - God, This Woman
Dante’s POVThe precinct smelled the same as ever; bleach, burnt coffee, and sweat. The walls hadn’t changed either. Off-white, lined with award plates and tired officers slumped behind their desks. Even the ceiling fan above me creaked in the exact same rhythm, like some damn ghost of the past trying to hum me a warning.I stepped inside slowly, my boots echoing against the scuffed tiles. The detective on the phone had given me no details. Just an address, a name, and a tone I didn’t like.“Mr. Romano,” a voice called from behind a door with frosted glass.I turned, and that’s when I saw him.Detective Emiliano Russo.My breath stilled. The years had added weight to his frame and grayed his beard, but I’d know that face anywhere. He used to sit in our living room every other Friday, drinking espresso with my father like they were brothers-in-arms. Always in uniform. Always watching me like he could already see the criminal I’d become.“Emiliano,” I said, stiffly. “Didn’t know you wer
Claimed By The Mafia Don Chapter 88 -There’s Been A Development
Dante’s POVHis voice cracked like old paper. Still, it held something familiar. Something warm.“I wasn’t sure—if you would,” he added. “Lucia said…. you might.”I stayed near the door for a second, thrown off. I hadn’t expected a smile. Or softness.“Yeah,” I said, voice low. “I came.”Antonio looked at me like I was someone he hadn’t seen in years—not the man who’d shattered his life, but maybe the boy he used to know. The corner of his lip lifted again, faint but real.“You were… always taller, I think,” he murmured, squinting like he was looking through fog. “The tallest of the… of the boys. Or maybe it was your brother…”He chuckled suddenly, but it died halfway.“Lucia followed you everywhere. Like a shadow. Or maybe you were hers.”A beat passed.“No, you were the shadow. Or—was she?” He blinked, frowning. “She said… you walked like… like you owned… something. The street? Or was it the school?”He looked up, lost.“Anyway… she adored you.”He chuckled again, dry. Like a memory
Claimed By The Mafia Don Chapter 87 – The Shot That Changed Everything
Dante’s POVMy pulse hammered against the inside of my skull, shoving reason aside. Gabriel’s hand curled tighter around her throat, the blade glinting red against her skin. Blood. Hers. My vision blurred for a second.No.Focus.If I dropped the gun, she’d die. Gabriel didn’t make threats. He made corpses.I could see the dead calm in his eyes. He wasn’t bluffing.“Last chance,” he hissed. “Drop it.”I ignored the demand. My stance remained steady, feet planted, arms up. The Glock weighed heavy in my grip, because now it held more than bullets. It held our lives.But I was watching. Calculating.His left shoulder was slightly forward. He was angled toward me, trying to keep his own body shielded with hers. Smart. Trained. But he wasn’t perfect.His hand had dipped slightly. He wasn’t expecting me to shoot.I only had one shot.One.Any slower, and Lucia’s throat would be carved open. Any faster, and I’d miss.“Okay,” I said, letting my voice crack, just a little. “Okay.”I slowly beg
Claimed By The Mafia Don Chapter 86 – Shoot. Him
Lucia’s POVThe engine hummed as we drove down the long, empty road, the tires crunching over gravel and broken glass. A thick fog hung close to the ground, like the world was holding its breath. The old warehouse stood ahead, rusted and silent, like a grave. My heart pounded with fear and anger.Dante was in there.Alive. Probably bleeding. And surrounded by monsters. “Stay in the vehicle,” one of the mercenaries growled. “We clear the perimeter, eliminate hostiles. You move only when we give the go.”“The hell I will,” I snapped, already unfastening my seatbelt. My voice was steel.The leader glared at me from the passenger seat. “This isn’t a rescue op for civilians.”“No,” I agreed. “This is a paid mission. And if you want your money, I’m coming with you—because he’s not dying tonight.”There was a tense beat of silence.Then, with a reluctant grunt, he nodded. “Stay close. Don’t get in the way.”I grabbed my baseball bat and followed them into the abyss, wishing I had learned ho
Claimed By The Mafia Don Chapter 85 – The Devil Who Raised Me
Dante’s POVThe sound of the bullet cracking through flesh was sharp and satisfying. Vincenzo’s shoulder jerked back as blood bloomed like a flower across his suit. He dropped to one knee, roaring in pain. His guards panicked, shouting, aiming their rifles. But I didn’t flinch. I fired again. One down. Then another.And then…Click.Empty. Again. I’d counted wrong.Fuck.The next second hit me like lightning. A shot rang out from my left, and heat seared through my shoulder. My whole arm jerked as if someone had plugged it into a live wire. The gun fell from my hand, clattering against the dirt and gravel.I stumbled back, air knocked from my lungs.Everything blurred.Someone shouted my name but I couldn’t tell who. Maybe it was just the ringing in my ears. My knees hit the ground first. Then I reached for the pistol, fingers inches away.But a heavy boot came down hard on my arm.I grunted, pain exploding up my nerves like wildfire.“Not so fast,” a cold voice sneered.Then came the
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