Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Captured Mafia Bride: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Lyra’s POVAchilles froze. “What did you say?”His voice was dark, and I wrapped my hands around myself, a sudden chill in the dark room. “She was there.”“At what point?”I rolled my eyes. “Do not talk to me like that, Achilles.”He turned, facing me fully. “Lyra,” he breathed. “I know you probably hate me right now. But I need you to answer every question I ask, no sassiness.”“You can't do anything to me,” I gasped, dragging the edge of my clothes. “I am not well.”“I don't bloody care,” he screamed at me. His voice shook with fury, and I took a tenacious step towards him. “Achilles, what's going on?”He collapsed to the floor, his head bowed between his legs. “I failed you,” he said, choking. “I failed you, I failed you.”“No, you didn't,” I cried, falling next to him. “I promise, you didn't. Christian’s tentacles, theyr were so long.”“How did I pretend? I let her touch me, and she harmed you?” His cheeks were wet with tears. “I need every detail, Lyra. Please. Surely you must ha

Lyla’s POV I got up from the table abruptly. “Can I go inside?” I said, my voice barely came out in a whisper. “Sure, are you okay?” Achilles asked, looking at me in concern. “Yeah, I just need to rest a bit._ I left them behind, but the truth was Emilio’s words had rattled me to my bones. Yes, these men had touched and owned me once, but would they still want me? I know they have already seen my scars, but I couldn't let anyone in right now. Before I could shut my room door, a hand stopped it from shutting. “Are you running away baby girl?” “Emilio, leave her alone,” I heard Xiomar shout from the end of the hall. My dark night is leaning against the door, waiting for an answer from me. “No, I wasn't.” “It seemed like you were. What a pity that would have been,” he hissed. “You had so much fire in you.” Rage built in my heart. Before I could control myself, I slapped him. “Yes,” the sick bastard hissed. “That fire.” He grabbed me by my arms and slammed my door behind me. “T

Lyla’s pov I laid down next to Emilio. “I am so scared.” He turned and brushed some hair away from my face. “Why?” I closed my eyes.what if it never goes away, the way i feel? Emilio kept quiet for a while. “It never does, “ he finally said. I nodded. I was permanently scarred. “This cannot happen to her,” I said, getting up. “We need to get her now.” He followed me out of the room, back to the living room where Achilles and Isaiah were together, watching something. “Hey, “ I slid into the chair next to them. “Where is X?” “Escorting Sienna out,” he replied. He turned to me, those dark blue eyes taking me in. “You look better.” I smiled softly, glancing at Emilio. “You need to leave me alone,” I said, pointing at him. Emilio laughed and poured a glass of scotch for himself. “Can I have some?” Achilles frowned. “I don't think you should be drinking right now Lyla. You're not fully healed.” I rolled my eyes. “I have not had an episode in days, plus I got cleared, trust me.

Lyla’s POV I stuck my head out of the window, needing to breathe. “Are you sure everything was clean?” I heard Achilles ask. Aries laid her head on my lap, so I stroked her long locks. “I cleaned out my bedroom,” I answer. “Good,” Achilles replied. He drove fast and quick, while Xiomar was next to him, a huge frown on his face. “Oh, don't mind grumpy daddy here,” Emilio smirked, turning back to face me. The jeep we had taken was large enough to fit everyone, yet, he was sitting right in front of me. Insisted on it even. “He's just angry he didn't realize we were dealing with a snake.” I cleared my throat. “How are we so sure,” I asked quietly. “That she would go to him.” Isaiah pushed his glasses up his face. “Xiomar placed a small tracker in her bag. One that is barely noticeable. She went there.” Fuck, I cursed internally. All Sienna could have done was go home, wipe this all from her memory. “She did it because she wanted you right?” Xiomar doesn't answer me. “Come o

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-THREE ACHILLES POV There was a kid at the window, eyes blown open, his phone in his hands. Xiomsr followed by gaze and found him too. “You think that was live?” I grunt and turn. “Put your pants on, we have to go find him,” I said angrily. How stupid could they be? Fucking behind a fast food joint? How stupid was I to join? I walked quickly to the front, fast enough to see the curly headed child running through the other entrance, his red McDonald's uniform giving him away. Lyla and Xiomar caught up with me. “Go to the car, Lyla. Well deal with this,” I hissed. “But I—’ '“No buts, gk now.” She hissed at me angrily, but finally turned in that direction. “Let's go.” My younger and freshly fucked brother smiled. “Sure boss.” The kid was trying to start a motor bike furiously. “Trying to go somewhere?” He rose his head up, and his eyes widened when he saw who it was. “Oh shit.” This motherfucker took off running. I chased after