All Chapters of A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31: CollapseThe morning was sharp, colder than usual, and quiet enough to hear Elena’s breath as she stood barefoot on the marble floor of the indoor training wing. Her body still hummed with exhaustion, but she wasn’t stopping—not today.Not after everything.She stood in front of the mirror in a tight black sports bra and compression shorts. Bruises painted her skin like warnings. Her hair was tied high, slicked back, and her lips were dry from too much biting. A pistol rested on the floor. A weighted whip lay coiled nearby. A sweat-soaked mat spread before her, evidence of the hours she’d already spent breaking herself down.She jabbed at the air. Right, left, spin, low duck. Again.She kicked higher than before. Again.She aimed and fired her unloaded gun at the target on the wall. Again.And behind the two-way glass, watching in silence, stood Alessio and Gabriel.Neither said a word for a long while.“She hasn’t eaten,” Gabriel said first.Alessio didn’t blink. “She’s t

Chapter 33 Elena sat on the velvet couch, legs crossed, body still humming from the heat of the night before. She tried to focus on the glowing screen in front of her, but she couldn’t. Not with Alessio’s hard stare burning into her skin. Not with Gabriel lounging on the chair like he owned both her and the air she breathed. The memory of last night still clung to her skin like sweat. But this morning… everything felt different. Heavier. Messier. More dangerous. Valentina stood at the corner of the room, arms folded, smirking like a cat waiting to pounce. She had made herself visible the moment Elena walked in. Her eyes scanned Elena’s outfit like she wanted to tear it apart with her bare hands. That smirk made Elena’s blood boil. You clean up nicely, Elena, Valentina said, loud enough for everyone to hear. But I hope you’re not thinking you’re the queen of this castle yet. Elena ignored her. Or tried to. But her heart raced. Her throat tightened. Valentina wanted to rattle h

Chapter 35Elena sat at the back of the class, her head down, sleeve soaked in blood.Her body shook.Her stomach twisted.The giggles hadn’t stopped.Every time someone whispered, she knew it was about her.She could feel their eyes. Hear their cruel words.Scar face.Charity case.Orphan.She bit her lower lip hard, tasting more blood.But she wouldn’t cry.She refused.Not in front of them.Not in front of Lulu.When the bell rang, she waited until everyone left before standing. Her legs wobbled.Her white dress was stained red at the chest where her nose had bled. She wiped it with the back of her hand, but it only made it worse.Ugly.That’s what they saw.That’s what they wanted her to feel.She walked the empty hallway like a ghost.The college was too perfect. Marble floors. Tall glass windows. Clean walls covered with golden plaques of rich donors.She didn’t belong here.Her fingers tightened on the straps of her bag.Her stomach growled.The schedule said lunch break.She f

Chapter 37: The Choice of MonstersElena woke to rough hands dragging her out of bed.She gasped, heart pounding in her chest.It was still dark outside.Two guards gripped her arms tightly, ignoring her protests.“Let me go!” she hissed, struggling.But they didn’t speak.Didn’t care.They dragged her down endless stairs. The air turned cold. Damp. Metallic.Underground.The scent of oil and gunpowder slapped her face as they entered a massive hidden base.Elena’s eyes widened.It was like something from a war movie.Over two hundred guns lined the walls—rifles, pistols, shotguns. A row of gleaming black cars waited silently, engines purring. An armored tank sat in the corner, its barrel aimed at nothing, yet somehow still terrifying.And in the center…A huge boxing ring.Crowded with men shouting, betting, cheering.In the ring, Gabriel fought a man twice his size.A famous boxer.Elena recognized him from posters in the city.The match was brutal.Gabriel’s face was bloodied, his

Chapter 39: The Scars They LeaveElena returned late.Very late.The streets were quiet. Empty. Shadows stretched like ghosts.She walked slowly, her heart still pounding from the rush of the tattoo shop, the laughter with Mia, the thrill of doing something just for her.She touched the fresh ink on her wrist, smiling to herself.For once, she felt alive.For once, she wasn’t someone’s prisoner.She wasn’t their pet.She wasn’t their spy.She was just… Elena.But the moment she stepped through the mansion gates, that feeling vanished.The air was too still.Too heavy.Too cold.Her footsteps echoed like a warning.Something was wrong.Her stomach twisted.She walked inside.The lights were off.Silent.Dark.She crept through the hallway, her shoes barely making a sound.Maybe they didn’t notice she came late.Maybe they didn’t care.But as she reached the living room, the lights snapped on.Blinding.And there they were.Alessio.Gabriel.Sitting on the couch like kings on their thro