All Chapters of The Captured Mafia Bride: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Lyla’s POV“Emilio stop,” I giggled, pushing his hands away from my ass. “Please, just a touch.”“No,” I laughed. “I don't want you touching me anymore.”My thighs ached from climbing the Ferris wheel, and the steady throb of my clit made me know I was lying, but I was tired. “I want to go sleep,” I said.“I'll creep into your room,” he wiggled his eye brows.“No you won't. And if you do, I'll stab you.”Emilio let out a low moan. “Are you threatening me with a good time baby girl?”Before I could speak, I heard a door slam shut. I looked up and saw Achilles storming out of a room angrily.Our eyes locked, then he walked past, my breath finally returning to my body.“Don't worry little bird,” Emilio creeps up and hugged me. “He will deal with his emotions.”I shook my head. “I have never seen him like this before though,” I mumbled. “He seems so…”“He hates himself right now. He did something that was unforgivable and he kept it locked in for years. He needs to process this, Lyla.”I

Lyla (Captured)The chain around my leg feels heavy.. I closed my eyes again, drowsy, my head falling down.Someone opened the door. I watched the maid through hooded kids, the one that came daily to ‘clean me up’ She raised my gown up and began wiping my thighs. “I need to pee,” I muttered, my throat dry. Whatever Christian had given me yesterday knocked me out totally. My throat hurts and my back felt like it had been broken but somehow, I still lived. “I need to pee.”She unlocked the chain. “You need a bath too,” she said. I groggily stood, accepting her hand. She led me into the small toilet. “Strip.”I knew the drill by now..I stepped out of the clothes and walked into the shower. Something hot and wet dropped out of my body, and I looked down. I was so used to it now, the sight not jarring anymore.Christian did not allow me bathe with soap. He said I could find a way to use it as a weapon, it was only allowed in days that important guests were coming and I knelt like a dog at

Lyla’s POVMy entire body is shaking and there's a sudden cold and chillnes in the air. Achilles is quiet, his body I stood up.“What are you doing?”“I don't know,” I cried, my hands flying around me. “I don't know but you are too quiet. I want to leave.”Achilles got up from the floor silently. “Your own father…”“I don't know, the memories, they are so foggy,” I said. “But something happened, and it has been haunting me so bad and now you know why we need to get Silvie. Before it's too late. Before Christian does that to her too.”Achilles gripped the towel. “Go downstairs,” he said quietly. “Get Emilio and X for me. Do not water time. Come back.”I'm flying out of the room before he finishes his words, going down two stairs at once. The light in the dining room is still on, even as I crashed into it, X and Emilio are sitting in the table.X sights me first. “What did he do?” He asked, getting up angrily.“I told you not to go there pretty bird,” Emilio sighed. “Why did you go the

Xiomar and Emilio followed behind me closely. “What did you do?” Achilles brows went up. “Nothing yet,” he hissed. “Sit down, Lyla.” I'm too stunned, too in pain I just do as he ordered. “Lyla has just given me more information about when Christian got her,” I folded my legs up to my ears, not willing to hear this. “She has shared a crucial detail.” Emilio glances at him, then me. “I thought you told me everything.” I shook my head. “I didn't want to remember,” I sobbed. “I don't want to remember.” “She will tell the both of you,” Achilles said. I looked at him. “Please.” “I cannot tell them, Lyla. You say you love us,” he breathed. “You said you fell so hard, yet you do not trust us well enough. I begged you,” his eyes grew darker, “I told you to give me all your pain, that I would make it go away, and you didn't. You have to give it to us. People keep taking from you, and I know, my brothers and I do not ever want to take anything you do not give to us again.” My body rocke

Lyla’s POV My entire body is shaking and there's a sudden cold and chillnes in the air. Achilles is quiet, his body I stood up. “What are you doing?” “I don't know,” I cried, my hands flying around me. “I don't know but you are too quiet. I want to leave.” Achilles got up from the floor silently. “Your own father…” “I don't know, the memories, they are so foggy,” I said. “But something happened, and it has been haunting me so bad and now you know why we need to get Silvie. Before it's too late. Before Christian does that to her too.” Achilles gripped the towel. “Go downstairs,” he said quietly. “Get Emilio and X for me. Do not water time. Come back.” I'm flying out of the room before he finishes his words, going down two stairs at once. The light in the dining room is still on, even as I crashed into it, X and Emilio are sitting in the table. X sights me first. “What did he do?” He asked, getting up angrily. “I told you not to go there pretty bird,” Emilio sighed.