All Chapters of Sold to the Mafia Lord : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

EMILIOI stepped out of my mustang, taking off the dark sunshades. Right In front of me stood a dainty little bungalow, it's paint waning and it's wood chipping away but it was still in good shape.My phone buzzed in my pocket, I'm guessing that was Luca.Viewing the message sent, a lopsided smile curled by the corners of my lips. Yes Luca had texted, he wanted to know if I'd gotten here and if I had the balls to talk to Sarah. A deep sigh escaped my lips as I tucked the phone back into my pants. Jack had given me the directions to Sarah's place. He said he had visited Sarah a couple of times prior to his wedding.Of course he probably had no idea of the rift between I and Sarah. Maybe she had cooked up some lie that she was just visiting a friend or she wanted to be away from the hassles of the mansion. I doubt he'd have sent the address to her place if Sarah told him what had transpired between us two years ago.I gazed at the house in front of me and suddenly walking felt difficu

SARAHAs I stepped out onto the bustling street, I waved down a cab. Just as it pulled up and I reached for the door handle, I felt a presence behind me. Turning around, I was startled to see Luca and Marcello standing there, blocking my path.“What the hell?” I blurted out, my heart racing. “Have you two been following me?”Luca, with his usual smirk, shrugged. “Sarah, we need you to come with us.”“Go to hell,” I snapped. I turned back to the cab, opening the door, but before I could get in, Luca slammed it shut with a loud thud.“Hey, let the girl go!” the cab driver yelled, leaning out of his window. “Or I’m calling the police.” he added.Luca didn’t even flinch. He slowly reached inside his jacket and flashed a gun, just enough for the driver to see. “Drive away, now,” he said calmly, “or you’ll have a bullet in your head.”The driver’s face went pale, and without another word, he sped off, leaving me alone with these two goons.“Is this what you’ll be doing from now on?” I deman

EMILIOThe sanitary smell of antiseptic filled my nostrils as I stood in the hospital ward, my heart pounding in my chest. I glanced at Luca and Alessio, their faces also filled with the tension and anticipation I felt. We were all waiting for the doctor to return with the final results.When the doctor finally walked in, holding a sheet of paper, I could barely breathe. He looked at me and nodded. “Mr. Emilio, the test confirms it. Conrad is your brother.”I couldn't believe it. The hospital lights felt too bright, too sterile for the intensity of what was happening. I stood there, staring at the DNA results that confirmed it once again: Conrad was my brother. A flood of emotions washed over me—shock, relief, and an unexpected surge of happiness.Shock ran through me. Despite the previous test, a part of me wouldn't fully believe it. But now, with this confirmation, the truth was clear. Luca and Alessio exchanged glances, both looking as stunned as I felt. Conrad, on the other hand,

SARAHAs I approached the huge doors of Emilio’s mansion, my stomach churned with a mix of dread and uncertainty. The towering was in front of me, bringing back memories I had tried desperately to bury. I clenched my fists, willing myself to remain composed. It had been three days since Emilio had asked me to come over, and every second leading up to this moment had been filled with doubt and anxiety.Standing before the grand entrance, I hesitated. Memories flashed before my eyes—laughter, arguments, moments of tenderness, and the pain of my last time here, the shame I felt, the way his guards threw me off without any sympathy. I felt a wave of nausea, the urge to turn around and run kept ringing in my head. But I was here now, and I needed to get this over with.Gathering my resolve, I knocked on the heavy iron door. Almost immediately, it swung open, revealing Emilio. His presence was as commanding as ever, a mix of charm and authority that left me both intrigued and wary.“Sarah,”

SARAHTWO WEEKS LATERI stared at myself in the mirror, combing through my hair. Today was the day Emilio expected my response, and he was sure not expecting a no. I had thought about it endlessly. I wanted to be with Emilio, but this time things would be different. I wouldn’t let him think I was weak, someone he needed to protect. I survived two years without him, almost died in childbirth, and I wouldn’t let him ever toss me out of his life again.Emily knocked lightly on the door before stepping into the room. “Hey, Sarah. The driver is here, and Conrad is already in the car. Are you ready?”I turned to her, nerves fluttering in my stomach. “Yeah, I’m ready. Just… feeling a bit anxious.”Emily walked over, giving me a once-over. “You look amazing, Sarah. Hot, even. Emilio won’t know what hit him.”I laughed, shaking my head. “Thanks, Em. I hope you’re right.”She came closer, her expression turning serious. “Listen, whatever decision you make today, I support you. Don’t be nervous.