All Chapters of Owned by the Billionaire Mafia King: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Sara When I woke up, Jaxon was gone and I had a splitting headache. I felt strange, like I wasn't fully awake, or maybe still dreaming. I wasn't sure. In any case, even if my husband wasn't around, I was far from alone. My mother, Jaxon's mother, Lauren and Tori were all there. Not to mention some strange guy in a white coat. "Hey, welcome back," my mom said gently, sitting on the side of my bed. "How are you feeling?" How was I feeling? How did she think I was feeling?"Not great." I replied wryly, and tried to sit up. "My head is killing me. And who is this guy?" I was of course referring to the weird guy in the white coat. He was bald, with a full beard. And despite his attire, he didn't seem like a doctor to me. There was something about him. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was off. "He's a private doctor," my mother explained, but didn't look me in the eye. I knew what private meant. Private meant mafia. I settled back down with a sigh. So much for getti

Sara I knew that Jaxon was doing his best. I also knew that there was no way anyone was letting me out of bed to go help my husband, no matter what I might tell them. Dr. Mafia insisted I should stay in bed, and for the moment, I wasn't going anywhere. It was incredibly frustrating. Of course I understood that I wasn't exactly in peak condition to go running around chasing after Dana. That didn't stop me from wanting to. And it certainly didn't make me any less angry that I couldn't. I was especially angry at myself. How could I have allowed this to happen? I should never have let that woman into our home in the first place. What was I thinking? The only thing I had ever worried about was that she would try to steal my husband, which in retrospect, was absurd. Jaxon would never betray me. It never once occurred to me that she was after my children. How could I have been so foolish? "Sara, what's going on?" Lauren asked me gently. "You look upset. What can I do to help you?

SaraI checked my phone for the millionth time, looking for any kind of communication from Jaxon. We hadn't spoken since he'd left to pursue the lead from Marino's men. I was hopeful but anxious. I so badly wanted this entire ordeal to be over already; I needed to have my babies back in my arms where I knew they were safe.I felt like I was going crazy, lying in bed while my kids were who knows where. My imagination was running wild with all the terrible things they could be suffering, and I didn't know how to reel it back in.I jumped when my phone buzzed, fumbling as I tried to pick it up quickly. Lauren looked up from her magazine from beside my bed, watching me with eager eyes as I finally picked up the phone and checked the message.*The lead was a dead end. It wasn't Dana.*I was quiet for a few minutes as I just stared at my phone with unseeing eyes. This had been my worst fear when Jaxon had left today, that he wouldn't be able to find Dana."What does it say?" Lauren

SaraWe were driving as fast as the car would allow, breaking almost every traffic law, but still, it wasn’t fast enough. It felt almost like a dream, like every time we sped up we were actually getting slower. Every part of me felt like it was on fire, and my nerves were racing. I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t stand the anxious feeling. I continued to fidget in my seat. Lauren kept glancing over at me, but she didn’t say anything. For that I was grateful. I needed my babies and I could hardly wait another moment before I had them in my arms. I could feel that nothing would be right and I’d always be sick without them. I willed the car to move faster. Lauren didn’t even have time to fully stop the car before I jumped out and walked up toward the house. My body was shaking. I glanced at Antonio’s men guarding the house, but they didn’t acknowledge me. I stared at the door for a moment. I tried not to think about the worst. Jaxon said they were fine, but I couldn’t help wonder

SaraI held my babies in my arms the entire ride home. Lauren drove slowly and more carefully this time. I appreciated her taking more care with my children in the car. When we got to the house, I got out more delicately, shifting my children in my arms. Lauren came around and opened the car door for me. I was relieved when she didn’t try to take either of the children. Instead she let me take my time getting out of the car with both of them in my arms. "Thanks," I muttered. We walked up the front steps, Lauren opened the front door, and we were instantly bombarded by the grandmothers. I was impressed that they had been here together alone and managed to get along. "Oh, honey! You’re here and the children!" my mom cried out as she wrapped us up in her arms. I held onto her tightly. She seemed to be holding me the same way I was holding the children: as if she never wanted to let go. "Where is Jaxon?" his mom demanded. I pulled away from my mom and looked at Jayne. She ey