All Chapters of Claimed By the Mafian Don: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Penelope’s POV"No fucking way! I’m not agreeing to this!""Language, Vespera! Penelope is marrying Max Castillo, and you will not interfere."It was dinner time. My stepsister, Vespera, argued with my father in the dining room, while I sat in the corner, shaking, too afraid to make a sound.My name is Penelope, the illegitimate daughter of the Turner family.My mother was my father’s mistress, which meant Vivian Turner, my father’s wife, and her daughter despised us both.Vespera scoffed, “Father, have you ever looked at her? She’s like a fat cow. Max will never accept that bastard! The Castillo family will take this as an insult!I glanced down at my body, my gaze lingering on the curves I tried so hard to hide. I could feel the weight of Vespera’s judgment pressing down on me.I was a plus-size girl, and she never let me forget it. She made it her mission to point out every flaw, constantly comparing me to her slender figure. She was an actress, known for her beauty, while I felt l

Four months had passed, marking a year since the events unfolded. Throughout those remaining four months, I dedicated myself to preparation and ensuring I was fully equipped to exact my revenge.My vengeance was not solely directed towards my sister or her husband, but extended to the entire Castillo family. Although I had limited knowledge about the woman who had saved me, I understood her desire for Silvio Castillo's demise, and I had been entrusted with the task of carrying out that mission.For the first time in my life, I recognized my own beauty, surpassing my previous self. As I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, adorned in a maid's attire, knew I had to get to Silvio no matter what."Hey, you shouldn't be doing that. We need to leave before the boss returns," one of the maids whispered urgently. We were currently tidying up the boss's room.The walls were painted a somber shade of grey, and a grand king-size bed occupied the center of the room. A wardrobe filled with dark d

Three days passed, and to my disappointment, Silvio hadn’t reached out to me, which frustrated me, and I was convinced he might have forgotten I existed, which scared the hell out of me.That was why Eve called me; I knew she would be very upset, as she was already annoyed. I entered the place she had asked me to come to and found her leaning against the chair.“You're late!” she snapped at me, swinging a glass of wine in her hand.“I’m sorry, it took a while to get out of the mansion,” I said quietly, standing still with my head bowed.She scoffed as she got to her feet and motioned for the men to leave. This was where I had stayed for six months, our meeting place.As she walked toward the men, I braced myself for some scolding. She lifted my chin so I could look into her eyes.“You can't fail; this is your last chance. I want you to reach him, even if it means losing yourself in the process,” she tells me. A chill runs down my spine. One thing I knew about Eve was her deep hatred f

I gazed up at her and recognized her immediately. She was a woman in a red dress with blonde hair. Clara, Silvio's mistress, was someone I had heard about before arriving here. Eve had warned me to steer clear of her. I could tell she was furious as she glared at me with angry eyes. “Who do you think you are? Just a maid, that’s all you are,” she snapped, and as I attempted to rise, she shoved me back down. “How dare you sleep with my man? Who gave you the right? How far do you think you can go against me?” she hissed, her breath coming in heavy bursts. For years, it was common knowledge that she was the only one Silvio was seeing; their affairs were discreet and kept from the public eye, but I was aware because I had studied Silvio's lifestyle before coming here. Finally, I stood up and faced her, with workers all around us, watching the scene unfold. “You have no right to hit me,” I growled, and she laughed as she stepped closer. “What did you say?” s

I stood there feeling foolish, wanting to tell her it was a lie, but as I looked at her, I could see she wasn't lying. Sam had warned me to stay away from him because he was dangerous, but I didn't think his opinion mattered, and Helen, they all knew.Looking at Ruth, she had a sick smile on her face, as if she wanted to tell me that my death was imminent.“If that’s all, I would like to leave now,” I said, and her smile vanished as she focused on me, just as I turned and was about to take a step forward.“Be a good girl and serve at dinner this evening,” she commanded, and I stood there in shock. I didn’t want to, not with this information, not with Max and Vespera currently at the mansion.“It’s not my job to do that; I can’t… you can’t put me there,” I protested, but the grin on her face indicated that this was not good.“I am the boss; I tell you what to do and what not to do.