Under The Don’s Command のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

The old car repair shop was quiet, wrapped in the stillness of midnight. The yard was messy, filled with rusty cars scattered everywhere.. some even stacked on top of each other, looking like they could fall at any moment.Silvio, Alessio, and Tiziano stepped cautiously through the cluttered space. The crunch of gravel under their boots was the only sound breaking the silence.Alessio's eyes darted nervously around the mess "Are you sure this is the place? Because it doesn't look like somewhere Marco could hide those girls" he whisperedTiziano opened his mouth to respond, but Silvio quickly raised a finger to his lips, silencing him. "Shush " he murmured, his tone cold and sharp.Without hesitation, Silvio drew his gun and moved slowly, toward a battered car with another car precariously perched above it. His footsteps were light, careful not to stir any unwanted attention.He circled the vehicle and stopped before a section covered by a black tarpaulin. Without hesitation, he yan

Jia collapsed into Silvio's arms. He caught her, holding her tight against him, his body trembling.Her hand slowly moved to her stomach. When she raised it, her fingers came away slick with blood.Her eyes widened, her hand began to shake. She opened her mouth but no sound came..only a silent gasp as she shook her head, her lips forming words she couldn't speak.Silvio's eyes followed the blood on her hand, then darted over her shoulder to the man standing frozen, gun still raised, face pale with shock.Silvio didn't hesitate, rage surged through him like fire. He drew his weapon and fired. One, two and three shots. The man dropped, crumpling to the ground, blood pooling fast around him.Silvio turned back to Jia, lowering her gently to the ground. His hands moved to her back, pressing hard against the wound. His palms were slick with her blood, and they wouldn't stop shaking."Hold on, Jia" he whispered, desperation cracking his voice."Ba...by.." she mumbled, barely audible "Save.

Three weeks had passed since Jia was admitted to the hospital. Her nights were the worst. She would wake up screaming, her body drenched in sweat, her hands gripping the sheets like she was trying to escape something. Sometimes she cried out, begging someone anyone to let her go.Silvio tried to comfort her, but there were moments she wouldn't let him near. Her eyes would go wide with fear, like she didn't recognize him or worse, like she thought she might hurt him.During the day, she hardly spoke. She sat in silence, staring at the floor or out the window, barely reacting when nurses came in. It was like she had shut the world out.Silvio remembered the doctor's words clearly 'She's suffering from PTSD due to the abuse and severe depression after losing her child. She needs to be watched carefully..there's a risk she might hurt herself' Silvio never left. He was a constant presence, a vigil by her side. She couldn't sleep without medication and barely ate, her frame growing thin

When Silvio arrived at the hospital vvip floor. He stopped at the glass window of Jia's room and peered inside. There, he saw Jia, her small frame moving restlessly, pacing back and forth across the floor. She was biting her nails, her shoulders hunched with anxiety. Elena, was trying to gently coax her into sitting down. Silvio then stepped toward the door and pushed it open quietly. The soft click of the latch was enough to make both women turn toward him. The moment Jia's eyes landed on him, a visible relief washed over her. She ran toward him, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist and burying her face in his chest.Silvio was caught completely off guard. His hands hung awkwardly in the air for a second before he slowly rested them on her back. Elena let out a small sigh of relief, offering him a grateful smile before turning and closing the door behind her, giving them a moment of privacy.Silvio held Jia at arm's length, his hands on her shoulders so he could look at her

Jia stood before the mirror, a black lace nightwear clinging to her curves. She admired the way the delicate fabric framed her breasts. Her fingers found one strap, then the other, and with a slow, intentional movement, she let them fall. The gown pooled at her feet. Her eyes remained locked on her reflection as she slipped off the matching lace panties. She was completely naked.She moved silently towards the bathroom. The sound of running water was the only sound in the silent room. Her heart was pounding hard. She has to do this. The door groaned softly as she pushed it open. Silvio stood with his back to her in the shower cubicle. The water highlighted the muscles of his broad, strong body. Jia's breath hitched. She bit her lip, taking one careful step forward, then another. She reached out, her hands ready to wrap around his wet waist, but before she could make contact, he moved. His eyes, quick and sharp, snapped open and he grabbed her arm, shoving her against the tile wall wi