All Chapters of Submitting to the Ruthless Mafia King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

MILA’S POV “Happy birthday babe,” Dane, my boyfriend of three years, engulfed me in a bear hug as soon as I stepped into the one bedroom apartment we shared. My body relaxed into his out of habit as the exhaustion from working at the bar all day weighed me down. “Thanks, Dane,” I managed a tight lipped smile as I hugged him back, the all too familiar scent of his musky cologne mixed with the stale scent of cannabis, tickling my nostrils. “You know how much I love you right?” Dane murmured against my hair before pulling back slightly to meet my eyes. “Yeah,” I mumbled, even though my words were a complete contrast to how I really felt. Dane always claimed to love me, but it never showed in his actions. I’d admit that things were rosy when we started dating, but after Dane lost his job, he became distant. I've been footing all our bills since then, despite already having a lot on my plate with my father’s medical bills. Dane let go of me and gestured towards the wobbl

MILA’S POV“Why is she still knocked out cold?” I heard a voice ask as I stirred.My eyes weren’t open yet, but I was awake and I tried to recollect the events of the previous night, but my mind was still a blur.“I think the Propofol dosage administered to her was too high for her system,” another voice replied.And just like that, the events came rushing back.My boyfriend's betrayal…The auction…Stormy gray eyes…Cross tattoo…A sharp prick on my neck…My eyes instantly flew open and I shot upright from the bed.The man who bought me last night was…Dominic Silvetti!“Shit!” I cursed to myself as I now realized how deep in trouble I was.Dominic was the same man I had left bleeding in an alleyway five years ago after running away with his money.Not my proudest moment, I’ll admit, but I was desperate. My father had fallen from a building at the construction site where he worked, and broke his spinal cord.The money needed for his treatment and surgery was way too much and I even ha

DOMINIC’S POV The little minx blinked up at me with those green doe eyes, so wide and confused that I almost forgot why I was fucking furious. I’d been in the middle of an important meeting when my men called to inform me of her attempted escape and accident. I can’t explain the panic that gripped me as I stormed out of my meeting. I bet she doesn’t even know she has been unconscious for three days. Seeing her head wrapped in a bandage on the hospital bed, made my anger sizzle. What the hell was she thinking? Did she really think she could escape me? Especially after she hadn’t yet paid for all she did? My fists clenched as I closed my eyes, trying to rein in my anger. One thing I prided myself with was my ability to control my emotions. It’s what made me as formidable as I am today, but ever since I saw Mila again, that control has been tested severally. “Ow,” she winced as she tried to sit up, and I reached out to clamp down on her narrow shoulders. Everything

MILA’S POV My head snapped up to see Dominic standing at the doorway with his head tilted as he watched us with narrowed eyes. I took a deep breath and tried to suppress the panic that was growing within me by steadying my expression. “It’s just something that has to do with my amnesia,” I tried my best to make my voice sound as small and innocent as possible. He hummed, and took slow steps towards us. The doctor instantly scooted away from my side and put a considerable distance between us. I blinked in surprise at how quickly his demeanor changed. It was almost as though he wasn’t the same confident person that was giving me instructions a few minutes ago because his expression returned back to the harmless state he sported before. His acting was good…almost too good, and it began to make me wonder if he had been completely honest with me or there was something else he held back. Could I really trust this doctor? “And why shouldn’t I find out about it?” Dominic’s qu

MILA’S POV “Done!” Sasha exclaimed, and leaned back with a satisfied expression. She clapped her hands together beneath her chin and looked at me like an artist admiring their finished masterpiece. My gaze hesitantly darted to the mirror, and when I finally looked, a gasp escaped my lips. My green eyes popped beneath the eyeliner, which was sharply drawn to give me an almost seductive cat eye. The makeup on my face was enough to enhance my delicate features, and my usually small lips looked fuller with the bold red lipstick painted on it. I bit the inside of my cheek as I turned to Sasha. “Don’t you think it’s a bit…much? It almost doesn’t look like me.” “That’s the point, girl,” Sasha rolled her eyes playfully as she placed a hand on her hip. “You’re not Mila the nervous chica anymore. You’re Melina the illicit bunny, so you have to look the part. Now, come on.” She motioned with her fingers for me to follow as she began walking away. I turned to see her headin