All Chapters of NORA: THE MAFIA QUEEN; THE ALPHA'S MATE: Chapter 51 - Chapter 57

Camilla’s POV My body froze. My hand trembled uncontrollably on the doorknob that I held. My heart began to pound violently in my chest- threatening to burst out anytime soon. Steve...... Cassandra On the bed? Naked? I thought I was being delusional, so I rubbed my eyes with my other hand hoping to see a different scene before me, but nothing changed. They were actually there, stripped off their clothes- cuddling each other- laughing. I felt out of breath- like I had been caged in an unventilated room. I was running back home to tell Steve how I had just survived death......... only to see that scene waiting for me. I took some steps back, my legs threatening to make me hit the floor, but I held onto the wall for support. I stood still; my back rested on the wall as I eavesdropped on their conversation. “That was a wild ride, darling. I don’t think I can ever get tired of you. You are too sweet,” Steve’s voice rang with joy and satisfaction. “You know I’m capable of maki

Camilla’s POV His hand was warm, and the warmth melted my iced heart- it gave me the comfort I needed. With my hand held in his, he led me out of the club through the back exit. A car was parked there- as if the driver was waiting for us. The car door opened and a young man who seemed to be the driver alighted, approaching us. “Alpha,” he bowed his head as he stood in front of the stranger that was holding my hand in his.“Take us to the hotel,” the stranger ordered the driver and with that, we zoomed off. The ride to the hotel was blurry. I could barely see anything again. My head was spinning, my body ached, and the chilling night air seeped into my bones. We arrived at the hotel which was in a discreet and quiet area- the kind of environment where secrets remained hidden and kept. He helped me out of the car and aided me as we walked to the elevator, down to his suite. He was so cautious and protective of me. He knew I was drunk, so he did well to guide me as I took each

Camilla’s POV The first thing I felt as soon as my eyes fluttered open was pain. My vision blurred, but slowly the world began to align. I was tied to a chair, in a room which was damp and dusty- an abandoned building to be precise. At first, I couldn’t understand how I got there or why I was there, but when the memories of the man I had seen before darkness enveloped me came rushing to me, everything became clear. Alaric- I whispered underneath my breath. I looked around to see if I would catch sight of him- someone, anyone- but I was all alone. Everywhere was silent and the silence became suffocating for me. I struggled- tried freeing myself, but the rope didn’t budge. I looked around, hoping to see any sharp object I could use in cutting the rope, but everywhere was clean of any object- as if Alaric already knew I would be in dire need of one. Just then, I heard footsteps approaching. Even before the door creaked open, I already knew who it was. I could identify those fo