บททั้งหมดของ A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Chapter 1: The Wrong WitnessElena Rossi knew she shouldn’t have come here.The music pounded through the walls of the exclusive club, the kind of place only the rich and dangerous could afford to enter. She wasn’t supposed to be here, not dressed in a cheap black dress and heels that made her feet ache. But desperation had pushed her through those doors.She needed a job, a way to pay rent before her landlord threw her out. A friend had told her about a waitress position here—high tips, fast cash. That was all she wanted. But now, standing near the back hallway, she knew something was terribly wrong.A gunshot cracked through the air.Elena’s body locked in place. The sound wasn’t part of the music. It was real. Sharp. Deadly.Her heart slammed against her ribs as she turned the corner. The hallway was dimly lit, stretching into the private sections of the club. She shouldn’t go further. She should turn around. Run.But her body disobeyed.She took a step forward, her breath held tig

Chapter 3: Punishment and TemptationElena’s wrists were still sore from the cuffs.She sat stiffly in the backseat of the sleek black car as it rolled through the city streets, her heart pounding in her chest. She wasn’t blindfolded. They wanted her to see where they were taking her. That meant one thing—they were sure she wouldn’t escape.The thought made her stomach twist.Alessio sat beside her, silent, his presence heavy, suffocating. Gabriel was in the front seat, his feet propped up on the dashboard like he didn’t have a single worry in the world.“Enjoying the ride, princess?” Gabriel’s voice was laced with amusement as he glanced at her through the rearview mirror.She ignored him, her nails digging into her palms.Gabriel chuckled. “Already giving me the silent treatment? That’s cute.”Elena clenched her jaw. She wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of a reaction.The car slowed as they turned onto a private road, tall iron gates sliding open. The estate was massive, more of

Chapter 5: Shattered HopeElena sat on the cold floor, her arms wrapped around her knees. The room was dark except for the faint glow of the moon through the high window.She had tried everything—banging on the door, searching for weak spots, even attempting to break the glass. Nothing worked. The room was a prison, and she was their prisoner.Her wrists ached from the struggle. Her throat was raw from screaming.No one had come.Not even Gabriel, with his teasing smirk. Not even Alessio, with his cold, piercing stare.She hated them.Hated the way they controlled her. Hated the way they looked at her like she was already theirs.But what scared her most wasn’t them.It was herself.Because when they touched her, when they looked at her with those dark, unrelenting eyes… something inside her stirred.And that was dangerous.The door creaked open.Elena’s head snapped up, her heart pounding.Alessio stepped inside, his expression unreadable.Behind him, Gabriel leaned against the doorf

Chapter 7: The First NightElena sat at the edge of the massive bed, her breathing uneven. Her fingers trembled as they touched the smooth leather collar wrapped around her throat. It wasn’t tight enough to choke her, but it felt suffocating all the same. A silent declaration of ownership. A brand.Her stomach twisted with a mixture of rage and humiliation. She wanted to rip it off, throw it at their feet, scream at them that she wasn’t a possession. But the small lock at the back told her the truth. This wasn’t just a symbol—it was a sentence.She clenched her jaw, forcing back the lump rising in her throat. She wouldn’t cry. Not in their house. Not under their rule.The events of the night replayed in her mind, sharp as a blade against her skull. The feel of the gun in her hands. The way the trigger had been so easy to pull. The sound of the shot ripping through the air. The body hitting the ground.She had done it.She had killed someone.Because of them.A sharp knock on the door

Chapter 9: A Test of Loyalty Elena’s body still burned with humiliation. She stormed down the dimly lit hallway, her breath uneven, her fists clenched. The club was behind her, but the weight of their eyes still lingered on her skin. The way Alessio had watched her, the way Gabriel had smirked, the way they had made her move, made her obey. She hated them. Hated them with every fiber of her being. But she hated herself more for the way her body had responded. The way her pulse had raced when Alessio pulled her close. The way her breath had hitched when Gabriel whispered against her ear. No. She shook the thoughts away, her anger fueling her steps. She wouldn’t let them break her. She wouldn’t let them win. The sound of slow, deliberate footsteps made her stomach drop. She stopped, her body going rigid. She knew that sound. A presence loomed behind her, dark and inescapable. Gabriel. Elena closed her eyes for a brief second, forcing herself to steady he