All Chapters of The Captured Mafia Bride: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Lyla's POVThe city is just as bubbly as the last time I was in it six years ago. The ride from their house was fun, I could already tell the lives in the outskirts of town. The greenery, the sky. I wanted to stick my head out of the window but Emilio said no. Something about being safe in the bullet proof car.“How long will we be here?” I ask him as he takes a turn through a street. I have no idea where we are and I hate it. I hate how sheltered my life is. Where do I even run to? They wouldn't catch me easily. I had no survival skills ever.“A while. I have an important errand,” he smiles at me “You are my wing woman for the day.”I blanche. Being his wing woman doesn't sound fun. “What do I need to do?”He counts on his finger. “Look pretty. You're doing that. And shut up.”These men are exactly like my father. Always wanting me to shut up. Be quiet, do not speak, learn to just be seen.I face the other side, angry. At least he was doing me the favour of letting me have a burger,

CHAPTERS TWENTY TWO

She raises her head and cleans her face, her brown eyes still filled with tears. I rub her hands, assuring her. “They tore our passports,” she whispers to me. I nod, encouraging her.“My husband didn't come home last night. He had told me what to do. If I do not return by 8 pm, take the children, look for the Draghi Brothers and run away.”I nod. “When he didn't come back by 8, I started doing as he instructed. I woke my daughters and my son up,” she lets out a choked sob and I rub her hands again. “Someone knocked. Exactly the way he knocks. Four times. I would knock back and then open the door. I never knew why he had that stupid tradition but I did it because he asked me to. A fun game he said,” she stares at Emilio as she says this.“When the knock came, I thought he had returned. I told my children to sit in their room and wait, I wanted to confirm it was really him.”“I knocked back and opened the door. Except it wasn't my Thomas. Four men stood at my door. They said they were

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

Emilio's POVI walk in front of the women, scanning our surroundings to make sure there was no one stating or looking out of place. Lyla hugs the child close to her, patting him and whispering sweet words into his ears. Valerie, she still looks like her whole world is crumbling down.They took his children.I hadn't counted on them keeping their threats. This people, whoever they were knew our knock. They knew us, enought to pretend to be my brothers. I control myself, remembering the women I had to protect. Right now was not the time to be rash in my thinking.I open the back door for Valerie, keeping her bags next to her in the seat. Lyla climbs in the back too. I lock the door, understanding that right now, she was comforting the mother the o my way she knew how to.We had places we kept women. It was part of what my sisters wanted to do, a safe place to help women that got abused or tossed by society. After their death, I made sure all my income from our line of work went towards

CHAPTER TWENTY -FOUR

Lyla's POV I look at Emilio and the woman with the scars from the corner of my eyes. She's shouting at him and he looks downcast. “Do you really trust him?” Valerie is waiting for my answer. How do I tell her that he kidnapped me? I'm their fugitive too. “I do.” She wipes her tears. “Thank you so much. I apologize for how I reacted when you came in,” she smiled weakly at me. “You have nothing to be sorry about. I would have done the same.” She hugs me again. “Can I take him?” I pass Thomas Junior yo her gently, something back the bangs that cover his eyes. “He's gorgeous.” She smiles at her son. “He looks just like his father. They all do. Took his eyes and hair, left nothing for me,” she giggled. “You're a good mother. I am sorry for your husband's death.” Valerie nodded, looking at Emilio. “I'm starting to realize, I didn't know my husband so well. To be involved with such people,” she looks back at me. “Was he a bad man?” “I don't know. I never met him. You'll have to a

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Emilio's POV Lyla was fucking good. She saw that guy, rrad his body movements so correctly and most importantly, she didn't hesitate to tell me. As I open the doors for her, I hear the sounds of bike rushing towards us. A wide grin stretches across my face. “Little bird,” I hum. She looks up at me, her doe eyes shining. She's so beautiful, so perfect. “Whoever the bad man called is here. This car would keep you safe, do you trust me?” It was a lot to ask from her. She could escape now, follow the attackers and run away with them. “Yes.” That's all the permission I need. I grab her head and press my lips against hers hard, pushing my tongue down her mouth. She gasps, then moans around my tongue, enjoying the kiss. She tastes like the best nectar, like pineapples and candy. I want to gobble her up. A sharp sting lands across my tongue and I realize Lyla but me. She bit me as I was kissing her. “Ouch,” I pull back sucking my tongue into my mouth. I taste blood in my lips and s

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Achilles POV There's so many things my brother has done. This has to take the cake as the most stupid of them all. I came back earlier than usual today, stressed because of the different meetings I had. Running the corporate world and being a Mafia king pin was not as easy as it looked. I was thankful I had my siblings, even then, they were very selective of the parts they wanted to play.Emilio just wanted to murder people and have a good time. He was passionate about the organization we had for helping women, children and victims of trafficking, prostitution and that's about it. He rarely paid attention during meetings, would often skip it and a lot of our men didn't know him.It worked to our advantage though, the tales of the scarred crazy brother. The one that left a bloodbath whenever he visits. Someone once called my brother a devil to my face and I shot his kneecap.No one insults my siblings.There's Xiomar. Our artists. He would rather just draw and fight, I already know t

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Lyla's POVI slam the door hard, making it bounce on its hinges. How insensitive and blind could he have been to not be able to assess the situation and see his brother was in pain?Is that how he had reacted rashly, leading to Valerie's husband being killed.I let out a huge sigh, heavy tears falling from my eyes. I watched men die today. Father's, husbands, sons. I knew they were not good men, they wanted to kill Emilio too. They wanted to take me back to my father.I wriggled out of the shorts and crop top I had on, kicking the crocs off my feet. I gently placed my dinner on the vanity desk, wishing I could go down to hear it up but knowing I would leave this room tonight.I step into the shower, letting my hair fall from the burn. Then I let the tears fall. As I stood under the hot water. I cried for Valerie. For Sunshine and Violet, how scared they must be to be without their mother or father. I sent a prayer above, wishing that no harm should befall them.I stayed in the shower

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Achilles POVI slam my room door, the cold air hitting my face. I had to check in with Isaiah, to see exactly what the damage was.“I was expecting your call Boss” he says as he picks up. “Do you have the footage?”Isaiah laughs. “Fuck yes I do. Immediately after I got your text. Remind me never to cross Emilio.”“Send it to me. Have you cleaned up?”“I did. However, someone got it first. I am trying to track them but they are a bit crafty.” I hear the clicking of his keyboard. “Gotcha”“Who was it?”“Hmm. This is funny. The government had it. Not the normal police though. FBI”FBI?Those fuckers. I made sure we never had any run inside with the federal government for a good reason.“Can you wipe it off?”Isiah snorts. “Easy. That's not the issue. They are keeping this hidden.”“They want to blackmail me.” I realize. “I bought the land they wanted.”I smirk. “What can you tell me about this place?” I sent the address to him. “Can I get that for you tomorrow? My girlfriend is here and

CHAPTER TWENTY- NINE

Lyla's POVEverything hurts. My head swam in a sea of unrecognizable ache, my body felt battered. My eyes refused to open, hating the usual beauty of the sun I loved.“What's going on,” I say to myself groggily.After Achilles had left my room, I sat in silence, appetite gone. People died for my burger, but I had no inclination to experience the salty taste I had always dreamed off. The sofa was comfortable so I had stretched across it, staring into the lit up room, counting my heartbeats. At a point, my mind grew tired and I got pulled into the sleep realm which admittedly, I knew I needed from the minute I got home.This was torture. I rolled from the sofa, making sure not to fall on my back too hard. “Close the curtains,” I groan. Sitting up was a struggle and it seemed I took an entire year to do it but I did. Suddenly, my door flew open.“You're finally awake,” Katarina says, walking into the room like she owns it. “What time is it?”“It's past 2 pm”It's already afternoon? Wh

CHAOTER THIRTY

“Hey,” Katarina calls the guard accompanying us. “Come get this door for us.He seems skeptical about it, pausing at first then he opens the door. I guess his instructions was to be behind us all day.“Sure he wouldn't tell?” I whisper to her. She carried the tray with grace, even when I think it's going to fall from her hands, she jutsidesteos whatever is on her path.“No,” she says as we walk on the gravel pathway lined with little grass. This is the entrance from the kitchen and across the other side, I can see a pool. I know where I wanted to stay though.“Can we go to the lake? The one behind the garden?” I ask her. “Oh that's just my favourite place. It's so beautiful. The flowers, the trees.” Katarina smiles at me. “You've been in the library, I see.”“Yes. Achilles let's me use it to read. I love books.”She grins even harder. “My grand daughter, she's fourteen years old now, refuses to remove her nose from all those novels. Even when we're in danger of getting hit by a bus,”

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