Semua Bab CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON: Bab 111 - Bab 120

When we left for Zanzibar, it was just for five days. This time, I had prepared myself.I told Maria I’d call every day. I promised to video call Leon, to check in. And Asher, he promised everything would be fine. That security would be tight. That nothing would go wrong. Just five days, he said. Just us.I was a little nervous, I had never been away from Leon for so long, but when we arrived… God, it was perfect.The island was alive with beauty, turquoise waters that seemed to hum, golden sunlight warming our skin. It felt like stepping out of our world into one that had waited just for us.Asher didn’t hold back. Not once.He held my hand openly as we strolled through the tourist streets, fingers laced like we were normal people with nothing to hide. His hand was always at the small of my back, gently guiding, never possessive. We laughed like we hadn't in years. We dined at beachside hotels, took pictures with strangers, swam in the sea, and dove beneath it.We even visited that h

“I... I’m just visiting... well, I… I work here.” I stammered, trying to think of something.“You work here?”“Yes.”“Doing what, exactly?”“I... I clean,” I said, voice barely above a whisper.“You clean?” he echoed like it was the most unbelievable thing he’d ever heard.“Yes. It’s maintenance. It’s… it’s an empty apartment. All I do is clean. I make sure everything’s in order.”He tilted his head. “So you’re telling me there are guards outside guarding this place, and you, a cleaning lady, live here alone?”“I... I’m sure there are owners,” I stammered. “But I haven’t met them. I haven’t been here that long..... I think.”Alex laughed, clapping his hands once, amused. “Wow. You’re smart. Grew up in this world, huh? You’re quick on your feet too. I’m starting to like you more and more by the second.”I didn’t know whether that was a compliment or a threat. Probably both.But I also knew something with clarity: this was dangerous. Very dangerous.It was one thing to be caught in a ro

ASHERI ground my teeth.“That was romantic, by the way,” he added with a smirk. “Who takes their mistress on a vacation like that? The pictures… you looked like a couple in love. Engaged. Married, even... Beautiful.”He laughed. I didn’t.“I cried a little,” he said, with that damn grin. “Not for my sister...nah, she made her bed. But for myself, because I realized you’d been lying to everyone.”He leaned closer, voice lower, more dangerous.“So, I kept digging. And guess what I found out? That this woman of yours... this Ariella was supposed to be dead. At least, that’s what the Italians believed. What you made them believe. Dead five years ago, right?”My chest felt like it was on fire.“But she didn’t die, did she?” Alex whispered. “You staged it. Right around the time your marriage to Dinara was finalized. People say you and Ariella were the ‘power couple’ until your father struck that little alliance with my family. She wouldn’t let go… so you killed her. Not literally, of cours

ARIELLAAsher laughed.At first, I thought I was hearing things. But no, he was actually laughing. Loud, unbothered, almost manic laughter that echoed around the room like a warning shot. It didn’t make sense. None of this made sense.I glanced at Alex.He wasn’t laughing. He was glaring.His jaw had tightened, the muscles twitching ever so slightly as he watched Asher unravel into laughter like this was some kind of comedy show. It wasn’t. Not for me. For me, this was the moment I knew I was in real, serious danger. For me, this was life or death.And yet, Asher laughed.“Why the hell are you laughing?” Alex snapped, his voice slicing through the tension.Asher didn’t answer immediately. He leaned back like he was at some café sipping espresso, wiping a fake tear from the corner of his eye. Then he said, “It’s just... you’re funny, man. Really fucking funny.”He was losing it. Or pretending to. I didn’t know which was worse.“Why would you want to marry her?” he asked, laughing aga

Alex turned and slowly walked away, his back straight, shoulders squared like he hadn’t just been inches from death. His men followed silently, weaving through Asher’s, who hadn’t moved an inch. The air was sharp like everyone was still bracing for gunfire.Then Asher’s voice cut through the silence like a blade.“This is fucking done!” he shouted after Alex. “I see you anywhere near Ariella again, you’re done. You’re dead. Fuck the contract. Fuck the peace treaty. I don’t give a fuck.”Alex didn’t respond with words. He just raised his hand and flashed a peace sign with his fingers, mocking, taunting before disappearing through the door.No one breathed. Not until Asher finally relaxed and turned his back. That’s when Luca came rushing in through the hallway, his eyes scanning the room with panic until they landed on Asher.He exhaled, hard. Then motioned for the men in the room to leave.Then he turned to me.“You okay, Ariella?”“Yeah,” I nodded. “I’m fine.”“They didn’t touch you?