Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Pet For The Two Mafia Dons : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Chapter 52: The ReckoningElena never imagined the night would end with sirens wailing.She stood at her bedroom door, heart pounding. Every corner of the mansion felt hushed. The guards moved like shadows. The air smelled of smoke and fear.She pressed her palm to the cool wood and listened. Distant storm lights flashed across the windows. Her mind raced back to the bunker. The gunfire. The orders. The promise of violence at the east docks.Footsteps approached below her door. She wiped her eyes and leaned back, waiting. It was Gabriel.His knock came soft. He opened the door a crack. His face was pale in the dim light. No cigar. No suit jacket. Just eyes filled with danger.“Come down,” he said quietly.Elena nodded and followed him. Her silk robe trailed on the carpet. She felt fragile and wrong in it.They stepped into the hallway. Alessio stood at the end, talking into his radio. The guards froze when they saw Elena.Gabriel walked past them without a word. Elena trailed behind.

Chapter 54: Storm of SecretsElena never expected the night to end like this.She arrived at the terrace just as dawn broke. The sky burned with orange and purple. The air tasted of rain. She shivered despite her gown.Gabriel stood at the edge overlooking the city. His arms were crossed. He seemed lost in thought. Alessio joined him in silence. Neither greeted her.Elena cleared her throat. She stepped forward. “What’s happening?”Gabriel turned. His eyes were hard. “Family has arrived.”From the side door came a jaguar of black. A sleek limousine rolled into the courtyard. Its headlights cut through the morning mist.Elena’s heart slammed. She saw a tall man step out. He wore a tailored suit. His hair was silver at the temples. His face was stern. His eyes were ice.“That is Mr DeVry,” Gabriel said. His tone was a growl. “Lulu’s real father.”Elena’s breath caught. Lulu had always claimed she was an heiress. Now her real father stood before them.The man swept forward. His gaze foun

Chapter 55: The Erased DoubtMorning light filtered through high windows. Elena woke to birdsong and quiet halls. Yesterday’s storm had passed. Only a few bruises remained on her arms. Every breath tasted of relief and tension.She dressed in simple clothes and slipped into the study. Gabriel and Alessio waited by the desk. Their faces were calm, but their eyes held fierce focus. Next to them sat Mia, her hair loose and her eyes bright.Elena paused. Yesterday Mia had been haunted. Now she looked as if nothing had happened.Gabriel gestured to a chair. Elena and Mia sat side by side. Alessio poured tea in three cups. The steam curled up warm between them.Mia smiled at Elena. “Are you ready for breakfast?” she asked. “I slept like a rock.”Elena fought to keep her surprise hidden. “You slept well?” she asked.Mia laughed. “More than I have in weeks. That storm of violence last night must have wiped me out.”Elena glanced at Gabriel. His lips curved in a faint smile. Alessio placed a c

Chapter 57: Shelter from the StormThe rain began as a whisper against the windowpane—soft taps that echoed through the stillness of Mia’s bedroom. Elena sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the thin blanket tighter around her shoulders, and watched the drops race each other down the glass. Thunder rumbled in the distance, a low growl that made her chest tighten.She hugged her knees and closed her eyes, but each crack of thunder jolted her awake. Memories of the docks explosion, the funeral trial, and the storm of betrayal returned in vivid flashes. She pressed her palm to her heart, trying to slow her racing pulse.Soft footsteps creaked in the hallway. A shadow appeared in the doorway. Lucas stood there, damp from the rain—his leather jacket clinging to his broad shoulders, hair still dark and windswept. He held a folded blanket in one hand.“Elena,” he said quietly. “You look cold.”Elena managed a small, grateful smile. “I can’t sleep.”Lucas stepped into the room and draped the bl

Chapter 60The mansion’s grand hall gleamed in the morning light, servants bustling back and forth with crates of flowers and trays of champagne. Elena stood on the sweeping marble staircase, watching the preparations for tonight’s charity gala—ostensibly in honor of Kara’s safe return, but in truth another display of Gabriel’s power. She smoothed the fabric of her black silk dress and touched the single red rose pinned to her shoulder, bracing herself for the night ahead.Mia appeared beside her in a soft pink gown, still pale from last night’s ordeal, Kara in lavender at her side. “Are you sure about this?” Mia whispered, glancing warily down at the ballroom floor.“We need every major family, every politician, every rival in one place,” Elena said quietly. “Tonight we show them strength.”Lucas joined them in a crisp tuxedo and offered Elena a reassuring nod. “You look beautiful,” he murmured, and she surprised herself by smiling at him. Their fingers brushed briefly before he step