All Chapters of The Captured Mafia Bride: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Emilios's POVXiomar dragged Brody ‘s body through the house, occasionally grunting. Aries stood frozen in the living room. “Oh, I'm going to throw up,” she turned, white as snow running towards the kitchen. Luckily, the little one was still sleeping. “Oh hell no,” Isaiah said disgusted. “Must you bring him here?”“The only way we can bury his body,” I grinned. Brody was a miserable piece of shit, and I would gladly relieve his death, over and over again.Achilles walked out slowly from his room. “Did you find him?”“Yes,” I said. “You should be in bed.”“Nonsense,” my brother replied. “Brody escaped. I don't know about you, but I really don't want to have to burn this place down. I kind of like it here.”I did too, the forests, how secluded we were. “Think this should be our new base?”“Let's try to regain our empire first. Then, we shall decide on that. But first, Agent Brody. I think he can serve as a special message for us.”I chuckled. “How do we want to do this?”“To the Crow.

Lyla’s POVI sat down into the hot bath, my entire skin prickling from pain. Christian has been extra with how he abused my body today, but I took everything. As long as he kept his word, I would do whatever he said.The two maids walked into my bathroom. “The master has asked us to clean you,” one said, getting the sponge. He was expecting guests. The only time he cared about how clean I was, he had to be expecting visitors.I sighed and let them clean me, scrubbing everything. At least, the drugs has started wearing out and I felt senile. “Be gentle,” I hissed when the brush went to hard against my back. Christin kept my face clear of wounds, saying he could not afford to spoil such a pretty face.Every other thing was fair game, from my chest to my arms. I winced again and just surrendered, letting the pain take me.The girls dried me and dressed me up, wearing a king gown that covered my sleeves. “The master expects elegance tonight,” they said. They barely spoke to me, only to te

Lyla’s POVEarlier in the night.Eli’s fingers dug into my skin as he dragged me upstairs. “Where are you taking me?” I asked in fear, my mind reeling.“Shut up,” he growled, still moving fast. “Your little boyfriend thinks he can just come into town and burn things down. After we kill him, we're going to bring his head here,” he hissed. “Just so you can cry like a little bitch.”“No,” I cried, breaking character. “You already killed Achilles, please. Spare him.”“He should have known,” Eli taunted. “The Boss would have left the both of them alive at least. It is too bad now, they all have to die.”He threw me into a little room. I was sober enough to take note of my directions now, the chains they bound me with there. “Sit and stay here,” Eli growled. He slammed the door behind him and left.I was unchained.Fuck, Lyla think. Christian still wanted to get married to my sister, and my father was pushing it more just for his own sick gain. I couldn't let her be with someone like that,

Lyla’s POV“Emilio,” I gasped loudly, crashing into him. His muscular arms wrapped around my waist, as strong as ever. “Emilio,” I cried again.“Little bird,” he said roughly in my ears. “You flew away from me.”“I did not,” I cried, holding him closer. “I did not, I was so scared.”“Shhh,” he kissed my lips softly. “I want to hear everything, but right now. We need to leave here.”Right, that was true. “I made a rope,” I said, leading him to the window. “This is cute, little bird, but I'm a big guy. I can't climb down this.”Yeah, he was right. He wouldn't fit through and if not for all the weight I lost, I wou not too. Emikio’s eyes are trained on my face. “We need to cover you up,” he grunted. “Here.”I accepted the shirt he took off. “Good. So, Lyla. I need you to listen to me, okay?’“Okay,” I nodded.“Can you fight? Do you think you are strong enough?”I glanced down at my hands and nodded. “Yes, I think I'm fine.”“Well, good,” he said. “Take this,” Emilio brought out a small

LYLA'S POV I held Aries tightly in my arms. “You made it,” I cried, sobs racking through both our bodies. “I thought I would never see you again.”Aries sniffled and sat back. Her face was thinner, her eyes hollow, but she was alive. “They came for you, but it was already too late. You shouldn’t have gone back…”“I did not want the both of us to die,” I replied quickly, my voice trembling. “It would have been for nothing if we both did.”She shook her head, and I could see the guilt in her eyes, like a shadow that wouldn’t let go. “I am so glad you are safe.”I wiped my tears away with shaking hands, searching her face as if to reassure myself she was real. “Tell me everything. How have you been?”Her lips parted, then pressed shut again. For a long moment she just looked at me, her hands twisting in her lap. I recognized that silence — the weight of words too heavy to let out.“Aries,” I whispered, reaching for her hand. “Please.”Her fingers twitched against mine, cold and fragile.