All Chapters of Auctioned to the mafia land: Chapter 41 - Chapter 43

Milene's POVSecurity showed up within the hour, two men Angelo introduced only by first names, quiet, watchful presences who took up posts I barely noticed until I went looking for them and found them exactly where I expected. The apartment, small as it was, started to feel less like a refuge and more like a place under siege, curtains drawn earlier than they needed to be, a schedule for grocery runs that no longer felt casual.I didn't complain. After what Angelo told me, I understood the fear driving it too well to resent the walls closing in slightly tighter around me.The weeks that followed settled into a rhythm I hadn't expected to find comforting, but did. Dr. Alvi twice a week, gentle, patient sessions that mostly amounted to me describing fragments and him cataloging them with the careful attention of a man building a puzzle out of pieces that refused to show their edges. Dr. Ferrer once a week, watching the pregnancy progress with qui

Milene's POVNobody slept much that night. The house stayed lit long after midnight, guards moving through hallways I still didn't fully know the shape of, Enzo's voice carrying low and urgent from somewhere near the study every time I passed close enough to catch fragments of it. Angelo found me eventually in the room Mara had prepared for me, the same wing, apparently, that had been mine before the crash, though nothing in it stirred any recognition beyond that same wordless ache that seemed to follow me everywhere in this house now. He'd cleaned the blood from his lip, though the bruise along his jaw had already started to darken, and he stood in the doorway like he wasn't sure he had the right to come further without being asked.  "Come in," I said. He crossed the room slowly, sitting on the edge of the bed beside me, close enough that I could feel the exhaustion radiating off him like heat. For