All Chapters of Taken By A Dangerous Mafia Lord: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chandria’s POVI expected Aiden to say something back, but he didn’t.The moment that word slipped out of my mouth, he froze.His entire body stiffened without warning. He stepped back a little, not too far, but just enough for me to feel the distance. And worse, he couldn’t even look at me.“Aiden?” I asked quietly.I tried to meet his eyes, to at least see what he was thinking—even just a hint—but instead of looking at me, he moved farther away.His gaze stayed glued somewhere on the ground, avoiding mine like I’d suddenly become too heavy for him to face.He gave me a quick nod. “Let’s go back,” he said. “It’s getting pretty late, and I don’t want you catching cold. You need to rest.”He turned around and started walking away.I stayed there for a few seconds, stunned. My heart tightened, like something inside me had cracked. I didn’t expect him to pull back from me like that. I didn’t expect silence to be his answer.Eventually, I followed him with heavy steps.Outside, we got int

Chandria’s POVI walked away from him.I didn’t even look back.My steps were heavy, but instead of leaving the mansion completely, I went upstairs. I didn’t know why. Maybe a part of me was still hoping he would come after me, stop me, or even just call my name.But nothing. No footsteps behind me. No voice.I told myself I shouldn’t expect anything. I knew from the start he might just let me go. Still, it hurt. It hurt in a way I couldn’t explain. It felt like he was too shocked by everything he found out that he didn’t even care I walked out on him. Like my presence suddenly meant nothing. As if my pain was invisible.My chest tightened. My hand fell to my abdomen where the baby was slowly growing. The child I hoped we could raise together.I thought maybe we could build a small and peaceful family. I imagined mornings where he’d hold me from behind, and nights where he’d touch my belly and talk to the baby. I imagined a future where we both laughed, even if he wasn’t the father.B

Chandria’s POVI don’t like what I’m doing.Every step I take feels wrong, and yet I have no choice.My chest is heavy with guilt, and I can feel it gnawing at me from the inside, but I keep moving forward. Even though it hurts, even though it feels like I’m swallowing my own shame, I have to do this. For the baby. For the life I want for both of us.Before I leave, I leave a note. I sit down on the edge of the bed, my hands trembling slightly as I write.Dear Aiden,In the short time I’ve known you, I’ve grown close to you. I… I loved you. You’re the father I saw in the child I carry, even though you aren’t really the father. In the brief moments we shared, you made me happy, you made me laugh, and being around you made everything feel lighter.But I can’t accept what you did. You took away my freedom. You used me. And because of that, my life has changed completely. I know you’re being honest now, but I just… I can’t trust you again. Please, don’t blame me for leaving. I have to do

Chandria’s POV“But—”“No buts, Chandria.”He was about to leave when I stopped him.“Wait! Please, at least remove these…” I glanced down at my hands. “It’s hurting me.”He looked at me with that cold stare. Silence passed between the two of us. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears.Then he said, “I expect you not to run, Chandria. Because if you do… you won’t like what I can do to you.”My heart pounded so fast I could barely breathe. I swallowed hard, trying not to show fear, but my hands were shaking. I forced myself to calm down, to act normal. I nodded slowly, pretending to be obedient.“I promise,” I said softly.“Good,” he replied, his tone was firm and distant.He started untying the ropes around my arms.My mind was racing, planning every move before he even finished.I waited for that one perfect moment—when his guard would drop just enough.When my wrists were finally free, I pushed him as hard as I could.“Just let me go, Daniel! Please!” I shouted. “I don’t love you

Chandria’s POVLater that day, I was already dressed up, the outfit carefully chosen, trying to make myself look invisible.After I was done, Daniel came over to help me. His presence was steady, “Make sure you wear the cap properly,” he said, “so no one can recognize you. I’ll be disguising myself too.”His tone was serious, but there was an underlying protectiveness that made my heart skip. He added, “I’ll call my security team to make sure the Lancasters don’t follow us.”I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. There was something in the way he looked at me—a seriousness, a determination to protect me. At the same time, I felt I could fully trust him. Not completely, though. I knew better than to let my guard down entirely. I had to stay alert, even with him.But for now, I let myself relax just a little.We stepped out together, cautious and quiet. I pulled my jacket tight, adjusting the cap over my head, and made sure the mask covered my face.Daniel was wearing sunglasses, h