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Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Two: Echoes of Regret
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2025-10-14 17:18:15
Jhumie_writesThis chapter marks a breaking point for Emilia, not in the physical war raging outside, but in the war within herself. For the first time, she truly understands what Lucien’s love costs, and what her silence has done. The scream that echoes through the Moretti estate isn’t just fear, it’s guilt, grief, and the sound of a woman realizing she may have just lost the man who became her undoing too. It’s the moment when love, power, and betrayal finally blur into one, and from here on, nothing between Emilia and Lucien will ever be the same.
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Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty: The Room Without Her
Lucien stepped fully into the bedroom.The lights were off. The curtains were half drawn, letting the faint glow of the estate lamps bleed through the glass. The room smelled faintly of her, soft, warm, familiar, but it felt wrong. Not empty. Not abandoned.Disturbed.Something in his chest tightened the moment he crossed the threshold, a subtle constriction he ignored at first. He had walked into rooms filled with blood and death without hesitation, but this silence felt sharper. More personal.His eyes moved first, scanning the space the way they always did when he entered a room, out of habit, out of instinct, out of survival. He catalogued everything in seconds.The bed was untouched.No indentation on the mattress. No crease in the sheets. No sign she had been there recently.His jaw tightened.A flicker of irritation crossed his face, quickly smothered. Emilia was unpredictable when she was upset. She could be stubborn. Withdrawn. Cold when she wanted to be.“She must be in the
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter Two Hundred and Nineteen: The Unease
The ride back home felt heavier than the war itself.Lucien sat in the backseat of the armored car, one hand resting on the gun still holstered at his side, the other gripping the edge of the seat like he was holding onto the last thread of control he had left. The battle had been won, brutal, loud, merciless, but victory didn’t soothe him. Not tonight. Not after what he’d done to Santiago. Not after the words he’d spoken, the final shots he’d fired. Some victories stained the soul more than defeat ever could.The convoy slowed as they approached the estate gates. The night air was thick with dust and the metallic scent of gunfire still clinging to their clothes. Men lined the entrance as if awaiting a king’s return, bloodied, exhausted, but standing tall.When Lucien stepped out of the car, they straightened even more. The lamps around the courtyard illuminated him, his black shirt streaked with dirt and dried blood, his jaw shadowed with exhaustion, and yet…the strength in him still
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter Two Hundred and Eighteen: Taken in Silence
Emilia sat on the floor of her room, her back pressed against the wall, legs stretched out in front of her. The soft hum of music floated through her headphones, but it barely reached her ears. She had slipped into her robe hours ago, seeking comfort in its warmth, but even that couldn’t soothe the tight coil of anger and frustration twisting in her chest.Lucien had her.Without a word. She had thought he is be back, thought they would have a quiet night to recover from everything… but instead, he had left for war without a proper goodbye, leaving her alone to wrestle with the emptiness of his absence and this feeling of being used. Her fingers absently traced the grooves in the wooden floor. She wanted to scream, to pound the walls, to make the world hear the frustration she’d been bottling up for weeks. But she couldn’t. She could only lie there, letting the music pulse through her like a faint heartbeat in the dark.Emilia clenched her fists, eyes closing tightly, trying to will
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter Two Hundred and Seventeen: A Message in Blood and Death
Lucien stood in the middle of the ruined estate, the echoes of gunfire fading but the weight of his actions lingering. Santiago was dead. His daughter gone. His wife… gone. Every corner of the estate bore witness to the carnage, a grim testament to what happens when someone crosses him.He turned to his men. “Take photographs. Document everything,” he ordered. “Every corner of this place, every sign of their downfall. Make it known what happens to those who oppose us.”The men moved efficiently, capturing every angle, every blood stained wall. Lucien watched silently, calculating. Santiago’s death was not just vengeance, it was a warning.A secure line buzzed in his hand. Lucien picked it up, voice calm. “Send copies to all houses aligned with Santiago. Let them see what happens when you underestimate me and let them know I am coming for them one after the other."Lucien’s orders were precise. He wanted fear, not just revenge. Every house that had allied with Santiago needed to unders
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter Two Hundred and Sixteen: The Ending of the de la Cruz
Lucien stepped forward, boots echoing against the debris strewn hall. Santiago’s eyes burned with fury, his daughter clinging to him for support. The estate, once a fortress, was now a battlefield littered with destruction.“You thought you could hide your sins,” Lucien said, his voice low, deliberate. “You thought you could come for me and my house and killed my brother without no consequences. But every action has consequences.”Santiago’s hands trembled, gun still raised, but rage alone would not save him. Lucien’s men held positions, silent but alert, watching every move.Lucien took a step closer, letting the weight of his words sink in. “You took from me. You destroyed. You killed. Now… you’ll understand the cost.”He raised his gun, the barrel cold and steady, eyes locked on Santiago’s daughter. “This… is for Julio.”****Time slowed. Lucien’s hand did not waver. The girl’s scream cut through the chaos, but it only fueled his resolve.“This is how it feels,” he said, voice cutt
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter Two Hundred and Fourteen: Blood and Fire
Lucien watched the monitors intently, scanning every corridor and entry point. The estate was under his control, or so he thought.Suddenly, one of the feeds went black. He frowned, eyes narrowing. “What the hell?”Across the estate, Santiago had destroyed the cameras in his hideout. Lucien’s men scrambled to assess the breach, but the screens were dead. Santiago had realized Lucien might be watching.The calm of the control room evaporated. Lucien’s pulse quickened. He knew Santiago was preparing a counterattack. He gave a sharp order: “Positions! Stay sharp, he’s going to try something.” Gunfire erupted somewhere deep in the estate. Lucien’s men shouted, bullets ricocheted, and the war ignited again with fury.Shots rang from every corridor, bullets shredding walls and floors. Santiago’s men, loyal and well trained, fought with deadly precision. Lucien’s team pushed forward, returning fire, securing positions, but the estate became a maelstrom of smoke, screams, and chaos.Lucien d
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