All Chapters of Claimed By The Mafia Boss: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 31LUCAThe call came at 3:47 a.m.Damon’s voice was as flat as ever. “We found the driver.”My blood ran cold, then hot.“Where?”“Alive. Tied up. Half-beaten. Looks like someone tried to dispose of him and failed. He’s downstairs.”“Don’t let anyone touch him. I’m on my way.”---The dungeon reeked of rust, blood, and silence.He was tied to a steel chair in the center of the room, arms twisted behind him, head sagging like a puppet with its strings cut. One eye was already swollen shut. His bottom lip hung split, blood crusting down to his chin.I walked in. Damon stood with a cigarette in hand, leaning on the wall, casually inspecting his nails like we were in a fucking salon. Matteo was by the door, arms folded, quiet. Eyes locked on the man.He didn’t even blink when I entered.The driver looked up. His good eye flinched.I walked toward him slowly, removing my jacket, rolling up my sleeves.“Name.”Silence.“Who sent you.”Silence.“You took Adrien. You tried to kill hi

CHAPTER 33ADRIENI shouldn’t have come downstairs.I shouldn’t have moved at all.My feet moved on their own. Quiet steps. Half-asleep. I told myself it was just water I needed, just the kitchen. But when I heard voices, I stopped. Hidden in the hallway. And that’s when I saw her.In his arms.That kind of beauty that belongs on magazine covers and in a man’s most dangerous memories. She was smiling like she never stopped smiling in her life. The kind of smile people fall in love with. The kind of smile you never win against.She leaned in and kissed him.She kissed Luca.And he didn’t move.He stood there like a statue carved from all the things I’ll never be.I didn’t hear anything else. Just the sound of something snapping in my chest. Some pathetic little hope I didn’t realize I had.When he finally pushed her away, it wasn’t the shove of a man disgusted—it was cold, quiet, almost gentle. Like someone closing a door they never wanted to lock in the first place.I turned.I left.

CHAPTER 35LUCAI stared at the door longer than I should have.Room dark, silence thick on the other side.It was irrational—this knot in my chest—but I still raised my knuckles and knocked softly.No answer.I knocked again, a little firmer this time. “Adrien?”A quiet rustle. A beat passed.Then footsteps padded to the door. It opened just a crack—enough for me to see a sliver of his face. His curls were messy, shadows under his eyes deeper than they’d been earlier.But his expression was calm.Too calm.“Hey.” I cleared my throat. “I wanted to check on you.”He blinked once. “Oh. That’s… considerate of you.”Something in my stomach twisted.He opened the door a bit wider but didn’t step aside to let me in. Just stood there like a perfect little host in a hotel lobby.“Are you okay?” I asked, voice low.“Yes. Thank you for asking.” He even offered a small smile. Polite. Hollow. “I’m planning to sleep soon, though, so…”He motioned vaguely toward the bed.“Adrien…” I frowned. “Is so

CHAPTER 37LUCA"You don’t have to instruct the staff," I said, my voice calm but clipped.Alexis turned her head slowly from where she stood at the foot of the stairs, hands delicately clasped behind her back. "I was just asking about dinner service, Luca. You’ve always preferred the lamb medium rare. Or have your preferences changed?"She smiled like she hadn’t just rearranged the dining schedule without a word. Like she hadn’t inserted herself into a household that didn’t belong to her."They report to me," I said."Of course," she replied, voice silky. "I’m only trying to help."I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Because the next words in my throat weren’t calm at all. And this house didn’t need more cracks.From the corner of my eye, I saw Adrien.He was walking down the hall, slow, shoulders tense. The moment he spotted Alexis, he froze. Not visibly, not enough for someone casual to notice. But I saw it—the slight lock in his step, the way his hand flexed as if bracing for something.

CHAPTER 39ADRIEN“You should be nicer to Damon,” I said casually, twirling a spoon in my coffee as Damon walked past behind Luca. “He’s the only one in this house with a functioning sense of humor.”Luca didn’t respond. Just flipped a page of his paper with too much force. That sharp rustle was the closest he’d come to slapping me across the face.Damon chuckled. “What did I do this time?”“You exist,” I said sweetly.He shot me a look, then tossed an almond at my head.I ducked with a grin, catching it midair and tossing it in my mouth. “Ten points to Damon.”Luca finally looked up. “Do you plan on working today?”“Are you planning to keep frowning until your forehead folds in half?”“Adrien.”I stood up, walked to him slowly, deliberately, trailing fingers over the back of his chair. I leaned down, letting my breath tickle his ear, and whispered, “You want me to behave, Luca? Tie me up next time.”He tensed. Completely froze. Damon choked on his orange juice.Then I straightened, p