All Chapters of TAKEN: by the Mafia Don: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I continued to wake and pass back into unconsciousness a few times. Sometimes the bright light hurt my eyes, sometimes I'm met with a pitch darkness. I found myself drifting away once in a while until I felt the stinging sensation in my throat. I woke up feeling dehydrated. My lips hurt from being so dry and my throat felt soar. I found myself still laid on the now wet floor of the bathroom. My hair was damp and smeared on my head and forehead. My body was soaked in water, my shirt and sweatpants dampen. I didn't know how I managed to get all this water on my body. The bright light burned my eyes so I squint my eyes as I strained them towards the door. Only when I tried to move closer to the door did I find that I didn't have any strength in me. I didn't know how long I've been in this bathroom but as I tried to remember how I ended up here, I felt the memory being too distant to me. After Samuel punched me in the face, he had tossed me in he

Roselle's P O V. I stood next to my door window the entire day until dusk sets in. Camille has been around the entire day keeping me company. Samuel never showed up and it was just better that way. Some minutes ago, Camille had informed me about the shortage of food and that he would like to drive down the grocery store to buy some things. I thought quickly in that instant. I still haven't seen any guards since the last time I was here. The only person appearing to be in this house with me after doctor Eugene left was Camille alone. If I wanted to leave, this was the perfect time to do so and I had the best plan. Camille didn't sleep here. She merely just comes around to attend to me and leave. I expected that she probably has a car that she drives in and out in every day. "Um.... Please can you please make me some coffee?" I said last minute as that was the only thing I thought of in that moment. I wanted to stall for

Anna's P. O. V. I stood by the floor to ceiling window and watched the city ahead. The sun set brightly in the sky for an early afternoon. I heard Evan's coo from the floor behind me and I turned to find him still on the ground playing with the toys Olena provided him with. Evan's eyes watched me gently before he smiled sweetly. I gave him a smile and turned back to watch the city again. "Mommy?" I heard Evan's voice call me, causing me to snap my head around to see him on his feet, gently walking towards me. Excitement rippled through my entire body. For the past few months before his first birthday, Evan had been calling me 'mama'. They were just words he started mouthing. Not until today. Evan was starting to speak! I opened my arms for him as he broke Into a run in order to avoid falling down. And I grabbed him as he reached me. I pulled him against my chest, hugging him tight.

Author's P O V. Fiona walked into the kitchen where Alpha Nicholas's meal was to be prepared. The chief maid, Courtesan Marcy who monitors his food while it's being cooked from the beginning to when it is served and taken to him stood around the table and supervised as the cooks prepared the table which will be taken to his room. Fiona reaches a hand over the corset of her dress to feal the bottle Coron had given her the other night. She'd had two nights to ponder on what her choice was. What she really wanted to do and how her actions would affect or benefit her. She knew killing off Alpha Nicholas would throw her right under the rule of Coron. And if she had a son for him already, she and her son would still be prisoners, controlled by those selfish men. After a much needed thought, she decided she didn't have anything to gain or lose. She would feed him the poison and leave crescent Moon behind before his body even went co

I woke up to the sound of fire burning slowly next to me. I slowly peeled my eyes open to glance at the tall trees hovering over me. The sky above it was clear. I heard birds chirping in the distance. I looked away from the sky, maneuvering my position on the mat to see the low burning fire a few feet from me. I felt light, remembering that jaques's weight is actually supposed to be pressing up against me. But I couldn't feel anything. I looked behind me to find an empty space. I think that I actually prefer that he was gone before I woke up because I didn't know what I would say to him if I woke up and still found his body pressed up against mine. Scenes from last night flashed quickly in my head, providing me a fine recap of everything that had happened last night before my eyes shut close and I went to sleep. I remember feeling cold that my chest started to hurt. Emmett had been scared, not knowing what exactly to do about me. He looked l