Semua Bab A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons : Bab 31 - Bab 40

The silence in the room was unbearable. Elena’s body felt frozen, but her heart pounded so loud she could barely hear her thoughts. Alessio’s stare was locked on Valentina, sharp and unreadable, while Gabriel’s gaze drifted between them and landed on Elena with something like disbelief painted across his usually relaxed face. Elena opened her mouth to speak, to explain, but no sound came out. Her lips were parted, trembling, still tasting the softness of Valentina’s kiss. Valentina straightened her spine, her jaw set like stone. She didn’t apologize. She didn’t flinch. Her eyes remained calm, but Elena could see the flicker of panic beneath. Alessio took a single step into the room, and though his voice was low, it carried enough weight to command the walls themselves. How long The question hit the air like thunder. Valentina didn’t answer. She couldn’t. Her silence filled in the blanks in the worst possible way. Elena shook her head, still breathless, still unsure if wha

Chapter 34Elena blinked against the morning light streaming through the tall windows. Her body ached in places she didn’t want to admit. The night had been… wild. Brutal. Too much. Yet, she couldn’t forget how it made her feel—owned. Claimed.But today… something was wrong.She sat up, rubbing her eyes, and froze.There, neatly placed on the edge of the bed, was a crisp white nursing uniform. A simple, innocent-looking school bag rested beside it, along with what made her throat tighten—a college ID.Her face stared back at her from the ID.Name: Elena RossiCollege: Burisnh College of Medical SciencesProgram: NursingHer hands trembled as she picked up the ID. Her heart thudded in her chest.“What… the hell is this?” she whispered.It felt like a bad joke.She stumbled out of bed, the cold floor biting her bare feet. She hurried downstairs, still clutching the ID in her hand.When she reached the main room, her steps slowed.Alessio sat at the head of the long dining table. Dressed

Chapter 36: No Way OutElena stormed into the mansion, her breath ragged, her chest tight.She slammed the door behind her, not caring how loud it was.She didn’t even take off the ugly nursing gown.Let them see her like this—bloodied, humiliated, broken.Gabriel sat in the living room, feet on the table, whiskey glass in hand. He raised an eyebrow at her entrance.Alessio looked up from his files, his face as cold as ice.Elena didn’t care.She dropped her bag on the floor, shaking with rage and tears. “I’m done!” she yelled, her voice cracking.Gabriel blinked. “Done with what, princess?”“The school!” she shouted, her voice rising. “I hate that stupid place. I hate the people. I hate everything about it!”Alessio’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing.“I’m done pretending. I’m done with this stupid mission,” she cried, pacing the room like a caged animal. “Why am I even doing this? Protect what? For who? I don’t care about your war. I don’t care about your enemies.”She wiped the t

Chapter 38: The Tattoo of DefianceElena woke up to pain.Her head throbbed. Her stomach felt like someone had slammed a brick into it.She lay on her cold bed, the events of the night clawing at her mind.The humiliation.The laughter.The cruel eyes watching her fall like she was nothing.Her hands clenched the sheets tightly, her nails digging into the fabric.She could still feel the taste of blood in her mouth.But she refused to cry.Not again.Never again.She sat up slowly, groaning from the ache in her ribs. Her reflection in the mirror made her flinch.Her face was pale.Her lips bruised.The old scars on her arms stood out, angry and fresh-looking now.Elena touched them gently.She hated them.But today, she wouldn’t hide them.Today, they would be her armor.She cleaned up carefully, wiping away the dried blood, brushing her tangled hair into neat pigtails.Her eyes stared back at her in the mirror.Hard.Unforgiving.She whispered to herself. “I’ll play along. I’ll prete

Chapter 40: The Shopping GameElena stared at her reflection.The bruises on her neck were ugly. Dark. Angry.Gabriel and Alessio made sure of that.She pulled the collar of her dress higher, but the marks still peeked through.There was no hiding them.Unless…Her door creaked open.Mia walked in, gasping the moment she saw Elena’s neck.“Holy hell, girl!” Mia yelped, rushing toward her. “What the actual fuck happened to you?”Elena froze.She didn’t have the strength to lie.But she couldn’t tell the truth either.Mia dragged her to the mirror, poking at the hickeys. “Are you secretly dating some psycho? This is… savage.”Elena forced a bitter smile. “It’s… complicated.”Mia rolled her eyes. “Girl, this is a crime scene, not a love bite.”She pulled out her makeup bag. “Sit. We’re covering this mess before Lulu sees it and turns it into an Instagram story.”Elena sat.Mia worked fast, dabbing concealer, brushing powder, layering foundation.“Spill,” Mia demanded. “Who did this?”Ele