All Chapters of The Mafia’s Price:Bound By Debt : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dominic’s POVI walked into my office, and closed the door behind me with a soft click. I made my way over to the bar, pouring myself a glass of whiskey as I sat down in my chair.I took a sip of the whiskey, feeling the burn all the way down my throat. It was precisely what I needed to clear my head after the night’s events.Just as I was starting to relax, there was a knock at the door. “Come in,” I called out.The door opened, and James walked in. “Boss, I'm glad you’re back,” he said, his expression serious.I raised an eyebrow, my mind immediately flashing back to Elena, as that was the reason James left the hotel in the first place. “What's wrong?” I asked.James hesitated for a moment before speaking. “It’s Elena, boss.”I frowned, my grip on the glass tightening. “What do you mean?” I asked.James shook his head. “I’m not entirely sure, boss. But I do know that she didn’t try to escape. In fact, she’s been in her room the whole time.”I raised an eyebrow, confusion etched on m

Luca’s POV I stormed into the room, my face red with rage, my eyes blazing with fury. “You told me it was a sure thing!” I roared, slamming my fist on the table. “You fucking told me Dominic would be eliminated!”My men bowed before me, knowing better than to disobey me when I was in a rage. “I-I’m sorry, sir,” one of them stammered. “We didn't expect him to…”My anger boiled over, and I cut off the man’s words with a swift swipe of my hand. “Enough!” I roared. “I would rather not hear your excuses. I want to know what we can do to take down Dominic. Now.”The room fell silent, with all eyes fixed on me. My men knew that making me angry and in rage was a dangerous game, and they were reluctant to speak up.I swept the room with my gaze, my eyes lingering on each of my men. “I want to know everything,” I growled. “I would like to know his schedule, his habits, his weaknesses. I would like to know everything that can help us take him down.”One of my men, a tall, lean figure with a sca

Elena’s POV I couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in my stomach. Sophia’s behavior had seemed suspicious, and I couldn’t help but wonder what she was hiding or even who she was talking to. I knew that I had to tell Dominic about Sophia’s behavior, but I was afraid of the consequences. If I told him about Sophia’s suspicious actions, and he found out that she was involved in something that could potentially harm me, he might get angry. And if he discovered that she was working against him, he might….. I couldn’t even bear to think about it. The thought of Sophia’s fate was enough to make my heart sink. But what if I didn’t tell him? What if I kept Sophia’s behavior to myself and hoped that everything would work out? Or just believe she was actually talking to her mum. I knew that was a risk I couldn’t take. Dominic was a powerful man, and he had a reputation for being ruthless when it came to those who betrayed him. If I kept something from him, and he fo

Elena’s POVAfter what felt like an eternity, it was finally dinner time. I sat in my room, staring blankly at the wall as I waited for the maid to bring my dinner. It was a familiar routine, one that I had grown familiar with over the months I had been living in this mansion. The maids would bring my meals to my room, and I would eat alone, often lost in my thoughts.The door to my room opened, and one of the maids, a quiet and reserved woman, entered with a tray of food. She set it down on the small table in front of me and smiled softly.“Enjoy your dinner, Elena,” she said, before turning to leave.I nodded my thanks and began to eat, my mind wandering as I chewed my food. I was lost in thought, my concerns about Sophia and her behavior still weighing heavily on my mind.As I finished my meal, I pushed the tray away and stood up, I needed to clear my head and get some fresh air.I walked over to the door and opened it, peeking out into the hallway to make sure the coast was clear

Elena’s POVI looked at Sophia, my eyes searching for answers. But instead of getting the truth, I saw her brushing off my question with a gentle smile.“Soon you’ll understand why, Elena,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “But for now, let’s just say I’m trying to protect myself and those around me.”I felt a surge of frustration. Why wasn’t she answering my question directly? What was she hiding?“Sophia, I need to know what’s going on,” I pressed on, my voice firm but gentle. “Who the fuck were you talking to? And why did you fucking lie to me about it?”Sophia’s smile faltered, and for a moment, I saw a glimmer of fear in her eyes. But then she composed herself, her expression smoothing out.“I promise you’ll understand soon,” she repeated, her voice calm and soothing as always. “Just trust me, Elena. I’m doing this for your own good.”I studied her face, trying to get something out of her expression. But Sophia’s expression was unreadable, showing nothing in par