All Chapters of The Mafia's Priced Possession: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

•ANTONIO• When I arrived at the club, I called Melo from my house before stepping inside. I had a strong feeling that Isabella would try to do the opposite of what I told her. She was stubborn, and I didn't trust that she would simply stay put just because I ordered her to. The way she spoke about burning the house down told me she was serious. She wasn't the type to sit quietly in her room and obey without a fight. Still, as frustrating as she could be, I loved her deeply, and I was determined not to lose her. Melo answered on the second ring. “Make sure she doesn't leave the house,” I told him firmly. “Lock every door and activate the security system if you have to. Guard her with your life, Melo. If she gets out, you will not walk away from this.” I ended the call without waiting for his reply and turned my attention to my emails. One of my associates had requested a meeting later in the day about a potential business collaboration, so I quickly handled what needed my a

•ANTONIO• “Find her, Melo. Spare no effort in your search. I want my wife home now!” I shouted as I burst into my house, only to be met with a horrifying scene. All my security guards lay dead on the floor. My anger surged instantly, and I dialed August without hesitation, convinced he had assigned incompetent men to guard my home in my absence. When Melo told me Dante took Bella, I never imagined that he had killed all my men. He butchered them like flies. August answered on the second ring. “What’s wrong?” he asked as soon as he picked up. “Dante has killed all the guards and abducted my wife,” I growled. "The men you sent to guard her are all dead." “He killed everyone in the house?” August asked. His question irritated me. The men he sent were supposed to be trained and armed, yet they had failed to protect Isabella. Not only that, they failed to stand against one man. There was no way they'd be able to help me find her when Dante was probably with all his four brothe

•ISABELLA• When Dante and his brothers weren't watching, I went to the bathroom, and turned on my cell phone, though he had advised me against reaching out to anyone before he was done with Antonio. But I had already changed my mind. I wanted Antonio to get me away from Dante. He was the only one who could stand against him. I sent Antonio a text, hoping he'd reply as soon as he could before Dante found out I was on the phone. Me: "Have you given up looking for me yet?" Antonio: "I will find you, Bella, and when I do, you will be grounded. But if you don't want that, tell me where you are." My chest tightened as I looked at the text. I had always wanted to be free from Antonio, but now that I was, I preferred being with him to anyone else. He somehow made it easier to deal with him than it was to deal with Dante and his brothers. They were unpredictable and almost annoying. It took a minute before I decided to text Antonio back. It wasn't part of my plan to leave Dante a

•ISABELLA• When I woke up in the morning, my head throbbed as if it had been split in two, and my body felt heavy like I had been unconscious for far longer than I should have been. The door suddenly swung open, and Dante stepped inside. The memory of yesterday crashed into me all at once, making me jolt upright in the bed. “You punched me in the face, Dante. How dare you?” I snapped, my voice sharp as he calmly sat on the edge of the mattress beside me. He exhaled slowly, his expression unreadable. “We have to move you, princess. It seems your husband knows where we are.” My heart lurched. “He does?” “Yes,” Dante replied firmly. “Get up. We are leaving for my safe house in an hour.” Without waiting for my response, he stood and walked out, shutting the door behind him. If Antonio had truly found this place, it meant he had been tracking me the entire time. The thought sent a rush of panic through my chest, and I scrambled across the bed searching for my phone, desperate to c

•ISABELLA• "Bloody shit. You will regret this, Antonio. You will regret this," I muttered to myself as I paced around the room. The door creaked open, and I turned around with a shocked expression when someone walked in. "Who are you?" I asked the strange guy as he closed the door behind him, and placed his hands over his stomach. Since Melo was dead, this was probably another Melo sent to watch me in case I planned another escape. "Morning, Miss Albero. I am Kyle. Mr. Rodriguez instructed me to be your bodyguard and your chauffeur," he answered. "My chauffeur?" I asked as I walked toward him. He nodded. "Yes." "I want to go somewhere right now. Will you take me?" I smirked, realizing Antonio was giving me another chance to escape. When Antonio left a few hours ago, he was determined to keep me locked up in the house for as long as he wanted me to be. I didn't know what had changed his mind, but I was happy he did. It didn't make sense that after what I had done for him t