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Chapter thirty

作者: Angela Abigail
last update publish date: 2026-01-13 23:59:36
It had been two days since Detective Sarah Chen was dragged into the underground prison. Two days of systematic torture, of calculated brutality designed to break even the strongest will. The concrete walls had absorbed her screams until she had no voice left to scream with. The drain in the center of the floor had run red more times than she could count.

Now she hung limply in the metal chair, barely conscious, barely alive. Her face was so swollen and distorted that her own mother wouldn't ha
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  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter 117

    Ethan had fought until his body simply refused to cooperate anymore. Even with a bullet in his arm, even pinned to the floor by men twice his size, he'd kept fighting, kept reaching for Jems, kept screaming her name. But the blood loss had been relentless, draining his strength with every passing second until his vision darkened and his body went limp against his will.Christopher had been worse. Already compromised from his previous injuries, the bullet to his thigh had been devastating. He'd dragged himself halfway up the staircase before his body gave out completely, leaving a trail of blood on the marble steps behind him.When backup finally arrived, French police units responding to Captain Miller's frantic calls, sirens wailing as they flooded the estate, they found the place devastated. Windows shattered. Doors hanging off hinges. Blood on the floors, the walls, the stairs. The officers who'd been stationed around the perimeter lay wounded, some dead.And Don Emilio's men were

  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter 116

    The afternoon sun warmed the back garden of Château Belle-Vue, and for the first time in days, Jems was doing something outdoors. She knelt in the soft soil, carefully patting earth around a tomato seedling, her gloved hands stained with dirt. After being cooped up inside for what felt like forever, the simple act of gardening felt like freedom."Ethan," she called out, wiping sweat from her brow with the back of her wrist, "where's the water? I'm so thirsty.""Coming, love," he answered, emerging from the kitchen door with two bottles of cold water.Christopher stood a few feet away, his arm still in a sling from his injuries, but alert as ever, scanning the property every second."Jems, stop calling him Ethan," Christopher said, for what felt like the tenth time that day. "It's Gerald. You need to get used to it.""Sorry," Jems said, giving a small, sheepish bow. "I'll try harder."Ethan laughed, handing her a water bottle and pressing a quick kiss to her dirt-smudged cheek. "I thin

  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter 115

    Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the French countryside estate, painting everything in warm golden light. Jems sat at the breakfast table on the terrace, taking in the breathtaking view, rolling hills covered in grapevines, the distant mountains creating a perfect backdrop, and the air so clean and fresh it almost didn't seem real.Ethan emerged from the kitchen carrying two plates of perfectly prepared omelets, setting one down in front of her with a flourish."Breakfast is served, Mrs. Roderick," he said with a playful grin.Jems laughed. "I still can't get used to that name. Kiara Roderick. It sounds so, not me.""Well, you better get used to it," Ethan said, sitting down across from her. "Captain Miller was very clear. As far as anyone in this town knows, we're newlyweds on our honeymoon. You're Kiara, I'm Gerald, and we're madly in love.""That last part isn't even a lie," Jems said softly, reaching across the table to take his hand.Ethan squeezed her fi

  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter 114

    7:00 AM, THE MORNING AFTERMira stared at her phone, watching the minutes tick by with increasing dread. The burner phone sat on her nightstand like a coiled snake, silent but threatening.She hadn’t slept at all. How could she? Jems was gone, on a plane to France by now, safe and unreachable. Which meant Mira had failed, and that meant Don Emilio would be calling any moment.She jumped when her regular phone buzzed with a text.Jems: We just landed! France is so beautiful already. I’ll send you pictures once we get to the house. Miss you already!Mira stared at the message, tears blurring her vision. Jems was safe, free, and beyond Don Emilio’s reach. And Mira was about to pay the price for that freedom.The burner phone rang.Mira’s hands shook so badly she almost dropped it. She stared at Don Emilio’s number flashing on the screen, her heart pounding so hard she could hear it in her ears. She couldn't not answer, as that would only make things worse. With trembling fingers, she acc

  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter 113

    Then subtle contouring was added to make her features more masculine, such as a sharper jaw and a stronger brow. A carefully applied fake mustache looked surprisingly real. Blue contact lenses changed her hazel eyes to sky blue, and finally, a complete boy's outfit was added, consisting of designer jeans, a hoodie, and expensive sneakers. It was the kind of thing a wealthy young man might wear for comfortable travel.When the artist was done, Jems stared at herself in the mirror and barely recognized the person looking back."Wow," she breathed."No one will recognize you," the artist assured her. "Even people who know you well would walk right past you."Emily came in with a passport, which was hastily arranged through some connections Richard had. The photo showed "James Timothy.”"This feels so surreal," Jems said"You'll be safe," Emily said, hugging her carefully so as not to mess up the disguise. "That's all that matters."At 5 AM, a car pulled up outside. It was not Jems' usual

  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter 112

    Everyone went quiet, considering."Christopher could come too," Ethan continued. "Once he's recovered from his injuries. I'd cover all the costs, of course. My family has a house in the French countryside, very secluded and very secure. She could stay there until it's safe to come home."Richard and Emily exchanged a long look, having an entire conversation with just their eyes."I think that's an excellent idea," Richard finally said."So do I," Emily agreed. "Captain Miller, what do you think?""It's a solid plan," Miller said thoughtfully. "If no one knows where she is, Don Emilio can't get to her. And France is outside his usual territory. It would buy us time to build a case against him here.""Then it's settled," Richard said. "Jems, how do you feel about this?"Jems looked at Ethan, who was smiling at her with so much love and hope, and felt her heart swell."When would we leave?" she asked."As soon as possible," Ethan said. "Maybe tomorrow morning? That gives us time to arran

  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter sixty two

    It had been a week since the incident happened. One whole week since Jems' entire world had been turned upside down. She couldn’t go back to school for now. She needed things to calm down first before she could face everyone again. And thankfully, the media had finally calmed down. No more reporters

  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter sixty

    She sat back in her chair, her eyes never leaving his. "You were supposed to be the one with more experience. You were the older one, the one who proposed, and the one who made all those promises. The moment it got hard, you ran."Richard’s shoulders slumped, and tears were streaming down his face.

  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter fifty eight

    Derick walked over to his mother and sat down beside her on the couch, pulling her into his arms. Jessica collapsed against him, sobbing into his chest."I’m sorry," Jessica cried, her voice muffled and broken. "I’m so sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought I was protecting her.""

  • The Mafia Boss Is After My Life   Chapter fifty seven

    Jems was in her room, moving around like she was in a trance. She opened her massive walk-in closet, the one that looked like a designer boutique, and started pulling clothes off the perfectly organized racks. Her favorite Chanel hoodie. The Dior jeans she wore all the time. The Gucci dress her mum

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