All Chapters of Be My Slave: A Mafia Romance : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CATALINAThe air in the basement was cold and damp, heavy with the scent of sweat, iron, and fear. A rusted table stood in the center of the room, littered with tools like pliers, knives, and other cruel instruments arranged carefully. A lot had happened in the space of a few hours.Andrés sat sprawled to the ground, tied up and bleeding. He hadn't even been there for a full 24 hours but I made sure he got tortured to the bones, and even then, he refused to say a word…not a single word.His eyes, filled with hate, stared at me as I walked in. He didn't regard me, I could tell. And I knew he wouldn't tell me a thing, but still…“Hello Andrés,” I greeted, squatting down to meet his eyes.Silence hung in the air.“It's already noon,” I said quietly. “Right now, I should be off somewhere, enjoying my honeymoon with Miguel. He never told me the destination, he said it was a surprise. But I know Miguel would have taken me somewhere nice, somewhere I'd like. It's impossible now, isn't it? B

CATALINAI became the ghost queen.Running things from the background with my new ‘Face.’ A guy I employed after a deep background search and loyalty tests carried out to avoid what happened with Andrés repeating itself.He became my eyes and ears in the outside world, while I called the shots from the inside.People said I was still mourning my dead husband, but the truth was that I was hiding my pregnancy from everyone.If people knew Miguel had a child, I feared Pablo or other enemies might come out to eliminate me and the Alejandro bloodline.As for the Viperas, they didn't have any problems accepting me as their new leader. They were skeptical at first when they heard of Miguel's death, but apparently, they liked the way I dealt with Andrés. They said I proved that I could be a ruthless leader like Miguel if the need be.I made sure the rumors about what I did to Pablo and Olivia spread in the underworld like wildfire. No one should think they could come for us because Miguel was

MIGUELDarkness.Endless, suffocating darkness.For what felt like an eternity, I floated in nothing. No sound, no pain… just a ghost of a voice whispering through the void. Catalina. Her name clung to the corners of my mind like a lifeline. I held on. Always.Then…Light.A flash. Blinding. My eyes twitched beneath heavy lids. My chest ached like someone had set it on fire, and when I tried to breathe, it felt like knives were lodged in my ribs.I groaned.The sound surprised me. Was that… me?Then I heard movement. A chair scraping the floor, footsteps rushing closer."Doctor! He moved! I think he’s waking up!"I forced my eyes open, blinking against the dim, flickering light. I wasn't in a hospital, I noticed....though the place looked like one.The machines beeped erratically beside me. IVs, wires, pain. My mouth was dry as a desert.I tried to speak, but it came out as a whisper.“Catalina…”A face leaned over me…a woman. Her face looked familiar but my brain couldn't fully rec

MIGUELI was making progress. After working hard for weeks, I was able to walk now with a cane, that was a significant progress on my part. As I slowly got better, I could now focus on other important tasks at hand.So I had a serious conversation with Carmina.“How can we find Pablo fast?” I asked, my tone serious.She rolled her eyes at me. “Here we go again. Catalina has been trying for years, what makes you think you can find him any faster?” “Because I have you, and I know what your father is capable of.”Carmina gave a smug smile. “It would have been easier if you married me, right? Pablo wouldn't have come near our wedding venue, we'd have smelled him from miles away.”I shot her a look. “Be serious, Carmina.”“Okay, I'll be serious,” she leaned in, her tone shifting. “We can't help you Miguel.”“Why?”She sat beside me. “Pablo is not our problem, he didn't do anything to us so we can't get involved in your personal vendetta.”“But I'm your ally, and he tried to kill me.”She

CATALINA“He's dead,” Carlos said again.I couldn't believe my ears. “How come? We've been looking for him for ages now. What happened?”“Apparently someone leaked all his crimes and location to the police. Interpol arrested him and shipped him back here in Mexico, but guess what?”“I can't guess. Just tell me..”“He died in prison. They say he committed suicide but—”“Someone killed him,” I said. “There's no way Pablo will commit suicide.”Carlos agreed with me. “I have to say, whoever killed him is smart.”I nodded. “They didn't want to commit a crime in another country so they made sure he was brought back here.”Carlos nodded. “So whoever killed him…”“Has connections here in Mexico,” I completed.“Very strong connections to be able to kill someone in prison.”“Fuck!” I screamed. “Who the hell did that?!”Gabriella held me steady. “Shouldn't you be happy? You've wanted to kill Pablo for over two years now.”“You don't get it Gabriella, Pablo's life was mine to take. Mine! Every ni