All Chapters of The Mafia Kings Want their Woman Back: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Mikael’s POV“Senator,” Acker stepped forward, and I let him take the lead on this. No way was I going to be directly allying with someone like the Senator. I may have come from dirty money, but I never turned my back on my family and loathed when others did the same. The Senator was ready to acknowledge his daughter now, but it didn't change the fact he missed years of her life.He had enough grace as it is. At least she wasn’t going to stab him in the back for his transgressions.The memories related to Cross Serpenti flashed through my mind. I pushed them back, scowling.“I thank you, Mr Madden and Mr Serrano, for your help in getting my daughter back.” he sighed sadly and shook his head as though he were telling some sorry tale. “I have to admit, I never thought Cross would go this far,”‘Then you haven’t met a true Don, Senator,’ I wanted to say those words to him out of spite and desire to trigger a reaction, but held my tongue, as did Acker-I could tell-in that regard. Instead

Alicia’s POVMy voice went quieter at the end, because I already knew the answer to that question. That ship had sailed long ago. Trying to ease my anxiety, I gripped the hem of my shirt which was already worn and dirtied from my captivity.“I wouldn’t call what we do shady by any means,” Acker’s said, his voice simultaneously grating on my nerves a little whilst reminding me of the intense night we spent together. “There is a need in society for men like us, and organizations like ours. We don’t operate according to normal laws but it doesn’t mean there isn’t order.” “You can choose to tell yourself that,” I muttered.“It’s that order which saved your life, tesoro,” Mikael jumped in. “If we hadn’t bought you, EVEN if we got you out of there, you would have been weak to attacks from smaller gangs and Cross might come back for you. You don’t care about that?” I was silent. Inside I barely held back my retorts. Whatever order they had didn't account for the number of children exploited

Alicia’s POVKNOCK KNOCK. A groan left me. Freaking hell, Daya was back at it again. What did she want this time?I sat up on autopilot not even bothering to open my eyes. “I’m coming,” I murmured, stretching amidst the ache I felt. Did I sleep on the wrong side of the bed today?Pulling the comforter off me, I made to stand up, only to nearly fall over as instead of the warm stiff carpet surface, my feet met coldness.“What the-” I cursed halfway as my knees buckled, barely catching myself in time. My eyes flew open at once to find a dark sleek hardwood floor beneath me.I wasn’t in my apartment?Alarm ran through me until the memories returned with force. Slowly, the disorientation and panic washed away, replaced with distance and unfamiliarity.I wrapped my arms around my body to soothe my turmoil, taking in the warmly lit room. Looking around, I saw the rumpled sheets on the bed. The bathroom was still open, the clothes I’d taken off peeking out its corner. I looked down to find

Mikael’s POV Ten minutes later, the job was done. The men released him and he sprawled onto the ground, curled up. I rolled my eyes at the sounds of Angelo’s muffled groans and whimpering. So dramatic.“You,” I pointed at the man closest to my right, “knock him out and take him to Reggie for stitching up.” “Yes Don.” the man nodded frantically but I no longer paid him any mind.I laid my hand out and without another word, a rag was placed in it. Clutching it, I cleaned the blood off my dagger until it gleamed, untainted. The rest of my men milled out, no doubt not wanting to stir up my anger. I didn't bother keeping track of their movements. It wasn't until I heard a whimper to my right that my eyes snapped. At the corner of the room I'd emerged from moments ago, the woman from before stood hauled on both sides by my men. She stared wide eyed at the blood streak on the floor, face pale.‘Someone had to clean that up soon, lest Alicia see it.’ I thought.“What the fuck are you still

Alicia’s POVI inhaled sharply, the lump lodged in my throat choking me. He was right. Not about everything, but it was close enough. I didn't hate the job. Not exactly. I liked the feeling of doing something, being a part of it. It provided a routine in my life I enjoyed. But I resented it because it was the only option I believed I had. It was, like every part of my life, survival, not passion. I didn't have the luxury for that or the wilfulness Daya did to risk herself for it. And that was the problem wasn't it?Options were a luxury, and that was what I lacked. I wished I had the option to choose something for myself. I wished that I hadn't deluded myself when the truth was clear. If I'd known that it would come down to nothing, that leaving would have taken less than a freaking hour, perhaps I would have left a long time ago.But there were no what ifs.Mikael leaned back, leaving me standing there as he took out his phone and typed. In less than a few seconds, Magda had return