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Chapter 19
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Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 397
SARAH“You must be Sarah,” the woman said. Her voice was calm, almost kind, but her eyes stayed sharp.I stopped walking. My name in her mouth didn’t feel random. It felt planned.“Sorry,” I said, trying not to show anything. “Do I know you?”She smiled, slow and steady. “Not yet. I’m Sofia.”That name.I’d never heard it out loud before, but it felt familiar anyway. Like something Marco had never said, but I’d always known was there.She didn’t offer a handshake. Just looked at me with interest, the kind that felt too focused to be polite.Her eyes ran over my dress, then back to my face.“That color really works on you,” she said. “Burgundy’s not easy. You pull it off, though. Very bold.”“Thanks,” I said. “It was picked out for me.”“I figured.” Her voice dropped just slightly. “Maddalena’s taste never misses.”There was a silence I didn’t know how to fill.Before I could respond, another woman came up behind her. She was shorter, with cold eyes and a half-smile that didn’t move.“
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 396
SARAHThe plates were cleared in silence. Waiters glided between the chairs, moving with calm precision. The clink of silverware and glass barely made a sound. The room didn’t buzz like before. It had quieted into something more focused, almost ceremonial.Then Maddalena stood.She picked up her wine glass and raised it slightly. Her back was straight, her face serene. The guests turned toward her without being asked. As soon as she opened her mouth and began to speak in Italian, the entire hall fell into stillness.I didn’t need to understand the language to feel the pull of her voice. It moved like smoke across the table, even and confident. Every sentence had rhythm. Every word had weight.Some of the guests nodded slowly. A few smiled. Others didn’t react at all, but they still raised their glasses when the moment called for it. I watched them. I watched their eyes, their posture, the way they seemed to listen with their bodies.I leaned a little toward Marco.“She said strength m
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 395
SARAHThe moment the front doors opened, something shifted in the room. Conversations slowed without warning. Laughter stopped halfway through. The soft music that had been floating through the space seemed to lower itself, like even the speakers knew to quiet down. No announcement was made. No name was called. But everyone turned.Vittoria De Luca had arrived.She stepped inside with the calm presence of someone who never needed to ask for attention. The way she carried herself made it clear she was used to being obeyed. Her coat was long and black, with gold buttons that caught the chandelier light and threw it across the floor like scattered coins. Her heels made no sound, yet her presence roared louder than anyone else in the room.She didn’t smile..The guests stiffened. Some lowered their eyes. Others watched her closely, as if waiting for a sign to breathe again. It wasn’t fear in the room. It was something deeper. Something more ancient. Respect. But the kind that came from kn
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 394
SARAHMarco offered his arm as we stood at the top of the stairs.I adjusted the strap of my dress and took a deep breath. The music floated up from the ballroom.. soft, elegant, expensive. Voices mixed underneath it. Laughter, clinking glasses. The sound of a hundred powerful people arriving.“You ready?” he asked quietly.I gave a small nod and placed my hand on his arm.We walked down together, step by step, like this was something we did every weekend. But inside, I was locked up. My chest was tight. The closer we got to the bottom, the heavier I felt.The grand chandelier above the room lit everything in gold. People turned when they saw us, eyes following as we moved. Some smiled. Some just watched.Their looks weren’t warm. Not cruel eitherg just… measured. Like they were trying to place me. Like they couldn’t decide what I was. A wife? A girl Marco was keeping for now? Something else entirely?I straightened my back and kept walking.We reached the bottom, and there she was.M
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 393
SARAHI woke up with a stiff neck and a heavy chest. The sun was already peeking through the curtains, soft and golden, but it didn’t feel like morning. It felt like the middle of something long and draining.Marco was still asleep beside me, chest rising and falling like nothing was wrong. I stared at him for a while. There was a time when his face made me feel safe. Now it made me feel small. Not because of him… but because everything around him was too loud, too powerful, too well-placed. He looked peaceful. Untouched. I didn’t want to wake him.I slipped out of bed slowly, wincing as my feet hit the cold floor. My legs felt like they’d been running all night. Every muscle in my back reminded me of the last few days. Maddalena had found a way to make me her assistant without ever raising her voice. Always smiling, always thanking me, always adding one more thing.In the bathroom mirror, I looked pale. My eyes were sunken in. My collarbones stood out more than usual. I smiled, just
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 392
SOFIAThe airport was quiet.. just past midnight, Milan time. Sofia stood by the boarding gate, her passport in one hand, the boarding pass folded cleanly in the other. She wore black, nothing flashy, just sleek. Controlled. Her suitcase sat upright beside her, its wheels locked in place like she’d anchored it to something deeper than tile.She didn’t look back. Not once.When the boarding call echoed through the gate, she moved first. No hesitation. No pause. Just long, quiet steps toward the jet bridge.Her seat was by the window. First class. Quiet. The kind of seat people didn’t talk in. She didn’t take her coat off. Just sat down, buckled in, and closed her eyes for a second.She’d said goodbye already. Her mother’s tearful hug, her father’s tired nod—it was all behind her now. Her job, her apartment, her old routine—they were folded into the past, packed in silence, like chapters she didn’t plan to reopen.The plane started to taxi. Her hand tightened slightly around the armrest
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