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CHAPTER SIX

Author: Rena_bliss
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-03 02:35:51

LEONARDO

“To the Villa,” I said to the driver. My voice was calm but everything inside me burned.

The engine hummed to life as he started the car, pulling us away from that apartment and her fear.

She curled into the corner of the backseat, she looked like a shadow of the woman I just saw earlier today. Now she looked small, shattered.

Her face was turned toward the window, but I could hear the quiet sniffles and the way her fingers trembled as she clutched my coat tighter around herself. I h
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  • Claimed by the Italian Mafia King   CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

    TESSAMy shoulder stiffened at the sight of her. A hollow ache crawling its way up my chest.His private physiotherapist was a lady? But I thought it would be the same male physiotherapist assigned to him back at the hospital. A lump formed in my throat as my eyes lowered to her hand extended towards Leonardo. Leonardo ignored her handshake offer, narrowing his eyes at her. “I wasn't informed there'd be a change in personnel.”She retreated her hand but her smile didn't falter. “I was instructed to take over your recovery plan effective immediately,” she said calmly. “Dr. Romano was reassigned to another high-priority case. Hospital administration felt my expertise with spinal injuries made me better suited for your recovery.”Leonardo glanced up at me, his lips pressed into a thin line. He was clearly not pleased with the arrangement. And on the other hand, I still couldn't get myself to snap out of whatever it was going on within me. My fingers dug deep into my palms in a futile

  • Claimed by the Italian Mafia King   CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

    TESSAI stirred, reaching out for Leonardo, only to find the space beside me empty.My eyes snapped open before squinting at the bright lights that seeped through the full length window. I pushed up on one elbow, scanning the room but he wasn't in sight.My fingers curled into the duvet as flashes of last night resurfaced. How his arm locked around my waist, his breathing warm against my neck. I bit my lower lip as heat crept up my neck just at those memories. I turned towards the bedside table, seeing the time on the clock.11:56 am.I nearly bolted upright. Oh Christ!I pulled the duvet away from my body, rising to my feet. I hurried out of the room not minding the fact that my hair looked like I'd run straight through a tornado. Making my way towards the living room, I paused to put my hair up into a messy bun.I hadn't had a proper sleep in a few weeks but I definitely took this one a little too personal. Almost 12 noon? What was I thinking sleeping in like that!“Sì, riveder

  • Claimed by the Italian Mafia King   CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

    TESSA I wasn't prepared for that. The way his eyes darkened as they held mine while he said those words, the honesty in them…it terrified me. “Leonardo…” I trailed off. “Don't say anything. Just let me. Let me feel this with you.” He whispered. He reached out his other hand and trailed his fingertips along my jawline. I shook my head, a heavy weight settling on my chest as I lowered my eyes. He was making things harder than they were supposed to be. “Will I ever be able to leave?” I couldn't stop myself from asking. His touch was gone instantly and I regretted ever voicing that thought. His eyes were cold, distant. “You want to leave that much?” I shook my head. “No. That's not what I meant.” I didn't want to leave but I couldn't live like this, giving up my freedom and being tied down this way. I had dreams. I had goals. I had a family that loved me and were unaware of this whole situation. And never in a million years did I ever imagine I'd end up here. With

  • Claimed by the Italian Mafia King   CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE

    TESSA It felt so good to be home. Home. A sudden calm filled my distraught thoughts as the elevator doors opened. I helped Leonardo into the penthouse, my mind returning to that night before his accident. How disregarded I felt as he walked out after I'd poured out all my emotions to him. We still hadn't spoken about that night. I didn't want to bring it up. I had a million questions in my mind, some whose answers I knew wouldn't be pleasant but I pushed them to the back of my mind. For now I'd pretend everything was perfect. I'd live in this fairytale pretense that it was just him and I. That the danger all around was non-existent. Just for now… “You okay?” I asked softly, seeing the way his palms fisted on the armrest. He nodded once. “I will be once I shower.” “Oh okay. Do you need my help with that?” I asked, guiding the wheelchair towards his room. “Don't bother. I can manage.” I didn't argue. “Okay,” I said slowly, opening his room door and helping him to the bathro

  • Claimed by the Italian Mafia King   CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

    LEONARDO I couldn't breathe. The ropes bit into my skin as I thrashed to free myself, but the harder I fought, the deeper I sank in these endless waters. I tried to yell for help but all that came out were sounds muffled by the waters. I couldn't hold on any longer. The surface seemed so far away and the ropes that bound my hands and feet were restraining my movements. Was this one of those games papa played? He called them training but they terrified the hell out of me. He'd lock me up in the basement and give me a couple minutes to get myself free. But he had never tied me up like this. Never. I couldn't even yell for help, the oxygen was draining quickly from my lungs. The longest I'd held my breath underwater was three minutes and it felt like I'd been down here longer than that. The ropes began to get loose and I pulled harder, finally freeing myself. I kicked my feet as fast as I could to get to the surface, gasping for breath while adjusting my eyes to the darkness th

  • Claimed by the Italian Mafia King   CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

    TESSAI didn't answer, not because I didn't want to stay, but because I was scared. Because anything I said right now could break either of us. But the look on his face as he thought I was repulsed by him was even more heart wrenching.“No,” I said quickly, squatting in front of him. “No, I don't find you despicable. Not even one bit,” I confessed.His eyes searched mine as if looking for an atom of truth in them. “I frighten you,” His voice dropped, his face scrunched as if those words left a bitter taste in his mouth. I shook my head slowly, not finding my voice. “I can see it in your eyes. You're scared.”He was wrong. I wasn't scared of him. I wasn't scared that he could hurt me. I was terrified about what my acceptance would mean. “I'm not,” I whispered, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ears. I reached for his hand, holding them in mine. “I'm not scared of you, Leonardo… This–this is all too much for me. With the–the whole contract and everything—”“To hell with the c

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