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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONE

ผู้เขียน: Iris Brown
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-09-30 19:49:43

Achilles’ POV

I hadn’t gone near her.

Not in days. Not since the morning she’d screamed like a cornered animal in that small, suffocating room. The sound had burrowed into my chest and refused to leave, twisting my stomach into knots I hadn’t thought possible. My brothers tried, Xiomar with his calm words, Emilio with his fists and fury, but I had… I had stayed away. Because I couldn’t face her. Because every time I thought of the rage in her eyes and the raw, broken sound of her voice, my heart fractured all over again.

I hadn’t known what to do. I had stared at the doorway of her room for hours, sometimes minutes, sometimes whole nights, until I’d convinced myself that staying away was better than being in the room when she might scream at me again, or worse cry at me, like she had done last night when Mrs. Wilkens had delivered the test results.

Her scream had echoed through the halls like a knife slicing through metal. I had gripped the frame of the doorway, knuckles white, my tee
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  • The Captured Mafia Bride   bdjdhdhdb

    Yeah, I just need to rest a bit._ I left them behind, but the truth was Emilio’s words had rattled me to my bones. Yes, this men had touched and owned me once, but would they still want me? I know they have already seen my scars, but I couldn't let anyone in right now. Before I could shut my room door, a hand stopped it. “Are you running away baby girl?” “Emilio, leave her alone,” I heard Xiomar shout from the end of the hall. My dark night is leaning against the door, waiting for an answer from me. “No, I wasn't.” “It seemed like you were. What a pity that would have been,” he hissed. “You had so much fire in you.” Rage built in my heart. Before I could control myself, I slapped him. “Yes,” the sick bastard hissed. “That fire.” He grabbed me by my arms and slamed my door behind me. “Tell me you want me to leave, Lyra. Say it.” I couldn't. A tear dropped down my cheeks and Emilio caught it with his pinkie, and swiped it on his tongue. “Are those for me? Or for the

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   hihffc

    Yeah, I just need to rest a bit._ I left them behind, but the truth was Emilio’s words had rattled me to my bones. Yes, this men had touched and owned me once, but would they still want me? I know they have already seen my scars, but I couldn't let anyone in right now. Before I could shut my room door, a hand stopped it. “Are you running away baby girl?” “Emilio, leave her alone,” I heard Xiomar shout from the end of the hall. My dark night is leaning against the door, waiting for an answer from me. “No, I wasn't.” “It seemed like you were. What a pity that would have been,” he hissed. “You had so much fire in you.” Rage built in my heart. Before I could control myself, I slapped him. “Yes,” the sick bastard hissed. “That fire.” He grabbed me by my arms and slamed my door behind me. “Tell me you want me to leave, Lyra. Say it.” I couldn't. A tear dropped down my cheeks and Emilio caught it with his pinkie, and swiped it on his tongue. “Are those for me? Or for the

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY

    Xiomar's POV"You just had to run your fucking mouth," I hissed at Emilio. "Huh? Could not keep quiet?"My uncle's men still had their guns trained at us. "Move," the guard said, pressing the tip of the gun to my head.I got up slowly, and walked in a straight line behind Achilles. He was oddly quiet, yet ilio was still laughing and taunting the guards.They took us to a small tower behind the main house. "Go in," The guard said.The three of us entered insider the cramped space. When I heard the sound of the click, I moved."You stupid bitch," I hissed, grabbing Emilio by the throat. I slammed him hard against the brick wall, while he laughed. "Calm down," he wheezed. "You're killing me.""I should smother your asss," I screamed back. "Do you know what the fuck you just did?""Let him go X."I turned to my elder brother. "Why? He is always being a stupid punk.""Just let him go," Achilles sighed and slid down the walls. He brought out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter from his bo

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   idhdjdb

    Yeah, I just need to rest a bit._ I left them behind, but the truth was Emilio’s words had rattled me to my bones. Yes, this men had touched and owned me once, but would they still want me? I know they have already seen my scars, but I couldn't let anyone in right now. Before I could shut my room door, a hand stopped it. “Are you running away baby girl?” “Emilio, leave her alone,” I heard Xiomar shout from the end of the hall. My dark night is leaning against the door, waiting for an answer from me. “No, I wasn't.” “It seemed like you were. What a pity that would have been,” he hissed. “You had so much fire in you.” Rage built in my heart. Before I could control myself, I slapped him. “Yes,” the sick bastard hissed. “That fire.” He grabbed me by my arms and slamed my door behind me. “Tell me you want me to leave, Lyra. Say it.” I couldn't. A tear dropped down my cheeks and Emilio caught it with his pinkie, and swiped it on his tongue. “Are those for me? Or for the

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   uff

    Lyla’s head was on my lap. She was making cute baby noises, and I watched her sleep, stroking her hair. “We will be there soon,” Xiomar said from the front. He had taken over driving from Achilles after God knows how many miles, forcing my elder brother to rest. I peered outside. “Do you think we would be accepted?” Xiomar said nothing. Isaiah glanced up, looking at me. “Geez, I'm his son,” he hissed. “He can't hate me that much.” I narrowed my eyes at my cousin. “You told him we were coming right?” Isaiah looked away. “What does telling him mean exactly?” “Did you tell your father we were coming?” “Seeing you three betrayed him, and refused to return home, I did not,” Isaish shrugged. “I am sure he would not be so angry.” Emilio’s POV Lyla’s head was on my lap. She was making cute baby noises, and I watched her sleep, stroking her hair. “We will be there soon,” Xiomar said from the front. He had taken over driving from Achilles after God knows how many miles, forci

  • The Captured Mafia Bride   huhghjjh

    Emilio’s POV Lyla’s head was on my lap. She was making cute baby noises, and I watched her sleep, stroking her hair. “We will be there soon,” Xiomar said from the front. He had taken over driving from Achilles after God knows how many miles, forcing my elder brother to rest. I peered outside. “Do you think we would be accepted?” Xiomar said nothing. Isaiah glanced up, looking at me. “Geez, I'm his son,” he hissed. “He can't hate me that much.” I narrowed my eyes at my cousin. “You told him we were coming right?” Isaiah looked away. “What does telling him mean exactly?” “Did you tell your father we were coming?” “Seeing you three betrayed him, and refused to return home, I did not,” Isaish shrugged. “I am sure he would not be so angry.”Emilio’s POV Lyla’s head was on my lap. She was making cute baby noises, and I watched her sleep, stroking her hair. “We will be there soon,” Xiomar said from the front. He had taken over driving from Achilles after God knows how man

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