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Chapter 6

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SARAH

The car ride was quiet, except for the hum of the engine and the occasional groan from my father. Marco had instructed his men to take us home, but not before stopping at a clinic to get my father’s injuries cleaned up. I sat by the car window, the cool night air on my face, trying to process everything that had happened.

Marco’s threats echoed in my mind, each one more terrifying than the last. I fought back tears, not wanting to show any more weakness. My father needed me to be strong right now, even if I felt like I was falling apart inside.

When we arrived at the clinic, they led us inside. The place was small and discreet, perfect for keeping things under the radar. A doctor came out, took one look at my father, and quickly set to work. I watched as he cleaned and bandaged my father’s wounds, my heart breaking at the sight. I felt so helpless, caught in a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.

After what felt like an eternity, we were back in the car, heading home. I sta
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  • 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

  • Owned By The Mafia Lord   Chapter 391

    SARAHThe room was quiet, still in that soft way late nights tend to be. The AC hummed in the background, steady and low. The TV was off, Marco had turned it off a while ago without saying much. I sat cross-legged on the bed, a pillow tucked close to my chest. He was beside me, leaning back against the headboard, his phone in his hand, but I could tell he wasn’t really using it. His thumb barely moved, and every few seconds, his eyes would shift over to me, like he had something on his mind but didn’t know how to say it out loud.I glanced at him. “You’re quiet.”He didn’t look up right away. Just breathed out through his nose, then said, “Just thinking.”“About the event?”He gave a slow nod. “Yeah.”The silence that followed wasn’t heavy. It was just… unsure.He finally turned his head, looking at me properly now. “It’s just a party.”I nodded a little, but not because I agreed. He gave a small smile, tired around the edges. “Well it is just a party. Maddalena decided she wanted on

  • Owned By The Mafia Lord   Chapter 390

    SARAHThe house had been still for two whole days. No cold glances from the maids. No sharp footsteps echoing with tension. No Maddalena, watching from corners like a queen waiting to strike. It was quiet. Not fake quiet. Real quiet. I could feel it in my bones.I woke up that morning and breathed easier. Marco’s words still sat inside me, soft but steady. “No one gets to silence you in my house again.” The way he said it. The way he looked at me after. It didn’t just sound like a promise. It felt like one.So I moved different. Slower. More sure. I made my tea with both hands, no shaking. I picked up a book and sat by the window like I used to, before things got so heavy. Even the way the light hit the room felt softer. I didn’t flinch when someone walked by the door. I didn’t look over my shoulder waiting for Maddalena to glide in like a storm.It felt like maybe, just maybe, the worst had passed.Marco found me on the couch later, tea in my hand, legs curled under a blanket. He loo

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