Lahat ng Kabanata ng Owned by the Mafia Boss : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

"A New Kind of Cage"ElisaThe word “deal” still echoed in my head as the door shut behind Antonio. I stared at the empty space where he’d been, feeling the weight of what I’d just agreed to settle on my chest like a brick. I had given my loyalty in exchange for vengeance, that kind of decision was dangerous, maybe even irreversible, I didn't know how the future would look like.The next morning, everything shifted, I was half-dressed when I heard the knock, three short raps, I knew it was Matteo who was knocking.I finished dressing and opened the door to find him standing there with his usual straight posture, arms crossed, his broody expression in place, he was staring at me.“You’re moving,” he said flatly. “Antonio’s orders.”I didn’t ask questions, I went over to pack the little I own, I came back to the front of my door to meet him.“Are you ready?” he asked.I didn’t answer him, I just grabbed my bag and followed him down the hall.He didn’t speak as we walked, and I didn’t

"First Blood"ElisaThe morning sun was bright across the marble floors of my room in Antonio's wing, I counted my thirty-sixth hour alone, that's how long since Antonio left for Bari. His absence filled the space louder than his presence ever had, I ran my fingers along the cool balcony railing, watching fishing boats bob in the distance like corks in wine.I wasn’t sitting around waiting for Antonio to return though, that much I knew. His empire needed constant attention, and even with his absence, things didn’t stop. The phone call came late in the afternoon, Ricky’s voice, casual but professional as always, cracked through the silence of my room."Hi Elisa," he said, “Antonio just called, he has a job for you, he gave me the details to relay to you now.”He waited for me to answer him, "Where is the job taking place?""Palermo, at club called The Siren's Cry." He answered, I could hear him flipping through papers. "Antonio says to tell you that the club is owned by one of Bianc

“The Taste of Control”ElisaThe morning sun streamed through the high arched windows of the Romano estate’s dining hall, casting a golden sheen across the long table laid with an elegant but breakfast spread of toast bread, bacon, some oats, eggs and coffee. I sat quietly between Bianca and Matteo, listening as they exchanged light banter about a failed casino negotiation in Palermo.It was strange, this version of life. It was like any normal morning in a normal household, everything seemed so ordinary that one could almost be fooled that all was as it seemed. And yet, in this moment, with Bianca’s effortless grace beside me and Matteo’s dry wit keeping the mood afloat, I felt something dangerously close to a sense of belonging, a sense of being part of a family.Antonio entered mid-conversation, dressed down in a black fitted T-shirt and dark training joggers that clung to him like a second skin, it was the first time I’d seen him in anything other than his pressed suits. His p

"The Game Begins"ElisaThe ballroom was still filled with quiet conversations and the sound of clinking glasses, but underneath it, the atmosphere was tense, like a storm had just passed but it left a charge in the air. Georgia’s interruption had shaken Antonio’s calm and polite exterior, revealing something deeper and more possessive. When I had kissed his cheek earlier in front of her, it wasn’t just to provoke her, it was a way of showing he was mine now even if it wasn't romantic, though she clearly thought he still belonged to her.Now, the mood had changed.The chandeliers above sparkled like they were watching us, around us were powerful people in fancy suits and glittering dresses, all pretending to be uninterested in what was going on. But I was beginning to wear a mask too, I wasn’t just a captive in someone else’s plan anymore, tonight, I was becoming something else, a weapon and a threat.Antonio excused himself to talk to someone who had called his attention, and bef

Unholy DevotionElisaSince learning the truth about who I really was, something had changed inside me, It had opened up a deep pain I hadn’t even known I was carrying. I hadn't been ready for it when I found out three weeks ago, and I still wasn’t, but once the truth came, I wasn't able to ignore it.Antonio hadn't tried to comfort me back then with kind words or sympathy. Instead, he had given me something more dangerous, a chance to take revenge on the people who took my life from me. And now, he said had something even more shocking, a piece of that stolen life, that was brought back into the light.Antonio came to my room today, and asked me to follow him without explaining anything. He led me through parts of the estate I hadn’t seen before, the farther we walked, the less it felt like the luxury of the Romano household. The marble floors turned to stone, carpeted hallways became cold tunnels, the lights down here were dimmed, and the air grew colder and damper the farther