Semua Bab The Captured Mafia Bride: Bab 21 - Bab 28

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

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

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

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