All Chapters of Claimed by the Mafia King : Chapter 91 - Chapter 97

ALESSIA’S POVAlex stood beside me doing my hair again, her fingers moving carefully through the strands as if afraid to pull too hard. The room was quiet, except for the soft scrape of the brush and the faint hum of the dryer.Unlike last time, I didn’t want to talk. I didn’t want to hear another comforting story that somehow painted Damiano as someone worth forgiving. I wasn’t in the mood to be convinced that he was a good person when everything I had experienced told me otherwise.From the look on her face, Alex didn’t seem in the mood either. Maybe she had heard. Hell, maybe everyone had. Yesterday’s argument hadn’t exactly been private, and I could feel the shift the moment I walked into the mansion—the quiet glances, the whispers that stopped the second I looked up. It was like the whole house had decided to side with him.But I told myself I didn’t care. I didn’t give a damn what they thought or what stories they were spinning behind my back. They could think I was the villain,

ALESSIA’S POVI turned my head toward Cleo surprised. “You sound like you know him better than most.”Her lips twitched. “I do.”“Then tell me.”She hesitated, fingers tracing the rim of her cup. “Damiano’s always been that way — secretive, self-destructive, never trusting anyone completely. It’s not pride, it’s just his own way of surviving. Everyone he ever loved betrayed him. Friends. Family. People who swore loyalty to him turned around and tried to destroy him instead. That kind of pain leaves marks that don’t heal, Alessia. It hardens you.”I stared at her. I wanted to ask more—who betrayed him, what happened—but I knew she wouldn’t tell me. The look in her eyes told me not to pry.“I don’t care,” I muttered, staring down at my hands. “It’s not like I matter to him anyway.”Cleo smirked faintly. “You do, though.”I blinked. “What?”“You matter to him, more than he would ever admit,” she said with conviction. “You’re too blind to see it, but everyone else can.”I scoffed. “He mig

Alessia's POV The man's lips ached into a curve. Then he closed the gap between us and grabbed me by the jaw, his fingers roughly pressing into my skin. I tried to shake him off, but his grip on me was strong.His lips parted, but before he could say anything, his head blew into bits, flesh and blood splashing on me and Cleo like water from a sprinkler.I gasped, unable to contain the shock as his headless body fell to the floor. I couldn't believe it. Couldn't believe what just happened.Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching from my behind. A dread went down my spine as it drew closer, chill settling on my skin. I didn't know who it was, but I felt he was more dangerous than the man from earlier.Then a man walked by my corner and stood in front of me. The sight of him made bile crawl up my stomach. He had tattoos all over him, including his bald hair. His eyes, deep brown were the only thing that didn't have permanent ink on them. When he turned to me, his frown deepened. He l

Chapter 97Alessia's POV On the ride to the Hotel, Karl had told me that he was taking me to his highest bidder. He didn't give me any other information except to behave if I wanted to keep my head.I knew better than anyone what exactly I had to do. I had to try and stay alive... somehow. In the past I had Alessandro. And then Damiano. Even Leo and Cleo showed up for me when I needed someone.But now, I was completely on my own.Suddenly the door clicked, and my eyes darted to it. They widened when I saw who it was, my body trembling."...you!"Xavier's lips tipped into a smile. "Yes, me," He muttered, that smirk still on his face. Just like yesterday he had worn a tuxedo and looked dangerously appealing.Smoothly he headed for the head chai next to the mirror where I stood. I took a few steps away from him. Avoiding him like a scorpion."You know, I find that hurtful," He purred."Well, I find it, surviving."He chuckled as he sat down. Before he could say anything, the door op