Todos os capítulos de A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Chapter 41: The Puppet StringsElena looked at herself in the mirror.The black leather shirt dress hugged her curves like a second skin. Her boots clicked on the floor with every step. Her lips were painted blood red.She looked like trouble.And she liked it.She tossed her hair back and strutted out like she owned the world.Mia cheered. “Hot damn, girl. If Lulu sees you like this, she’ll choke.”Elena smirked. “Let her.”But inside, her heart beat a different rhythm.Tonight wasn’t about showing off.Tonight was about rebellion.About spending their damn money.About pushing their patience until they snapped.She grabbed her phone, glancing at the cash app balance.Still fat.Still forbidden.And she planned to spend every last drop.But first… the party.Mia dragged her to the hottest club in the city.It was packed.Loud.Sweaty.Men flocked to her the moment she walked in.They reached for her.Offered drinks.Whispered filthy things in her ear.But Elena ignored them all.She

Chapter 43: The Puppeteers Behind the CurtainsInside the De Luca mansion, the walls were thick. The windows tinted. The air smelled of cigars and gunpowder.Gabriel sat in the dark study, feet on the polished desk, cigar dangling from his lips.Smoke curled around him like a lazy serpent.He watched the live footage from the school on the big screen, his eyes half-lidded, bored but focused.Alessio stood by the window, cleaning his favorite gun, piece by piece, the cold metal reflecting the city lights.The scene on the screen was messy.Loud.Predictable.Lulu.Her bratty tantrum.Calling the police over a damn backpack.Gabriel chuckled dryly. “What a show.”Alessio’s lips curled into a faint smirk. “Spoiled, loud, stupid.”Gabriel blew smoke at the screen. “But sometimes the stupid ones have powerful fathers.”Alessio hummed. “Or mothers.”Gabriel tilted his head. “Do you think it’s her family we’re looking at? Could be them behind the weapons leak in the East.”Alessio’s eyes nar

Chapter 45: The Devil’s Nun and the Ghost’s BrotherThe school hallways were buzzing.Posters.Invitations.Whispers.Everyone was talking about the biggest Halloween party of the year.Even the rich brats.Especially the rich brats.Elena rolled her eyes when Mia shoved a glittery flyer into her hand.“You’re coming,” Mia ordered.Elena scoffed. “I don’t do parties.”Mia grinned. “You do now.”Elena sighed.She needed a distraction.Anything to drown the suffocating games the mafia was playing with her head.Fine.Party it is.But if she was going… she was going all in.Elena dragged Mia to the city’s biggest mall.They tried on outfits that made Mia whistle and Elena blush.But something dark inside Elena craved it.Craved to feel something other than fear.Pain.Submission.She wanted to be reckless.Wild.Alive.She bought shoes she didn’t need.Makeup in every shade.Perfume that smelled like sin.Mia giggled at first, but after the fourth expensive bag, her laughter faded.“Uh…

Chapter 47:No Escape in the NightElena stumbled out of the club, the cold air slapping her flushed skin. Her heart thundered—not from dancing, but from fear. The street was empty, save for two black SUVs idling at the curb. Their engines whispered menace in the darkness.She backed away, clutching her leather nun dress tighter. “Mia,” she whispered into her phone, but no answer. Panic rose in her chest. She’d stayed too late. She’d danced with Mia’s brother, felt alive—too alive.A door on one SUV swung open. A guard stepped out, expression blank. “Miss Rossi, please join us.”Elena’s blood froze. She recognized those guards anywhere—Alessio’s wolves. “No,” she managed, voice shaking. “I’m fine.”He didn’t move. Then the second SUV door opened. Gabriel emerged, crisp suit in the streetlight, cigar glowing faintly. His eyes were dark embers, hungry and angry.“Elena,” he said softly, voice cold. “You danced beautifully tonight.”She swallowed. “I… I just went out with Mia.”Gabriel’s

Chapter 49: The Web TightensElena woke to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains. Her body felt alive in ways she had never known. Her skin still tingled where Gabriel’s hands had claimed her. Her heart pounded with memory and desire. She lay still, listening to the quiet house. Every creak in the floor, every distant breath was a reminder that she had no escape.She rose on trembling arms. The silk cloth lay in a heap on the floor. She wrapped it around her and walked to the bathroom. Steam rose from the bathtub. Candles flickered on the ledge. Her breathing hitched as she remembered how it had felt. The tension. The heat. The endless pull between want and fear.She stepped into the tub. The water was warm, soothing. She closed her eyes. She let the water wash over her. She tried to chase away the hunger that still burned in her veins. It did not work.A knock came at the door. Elena stiffened. She wrapped her arms around herself and called out in a soft voice. “Who i