All Chapters of Claimed By the Mafian Don: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

My breath was ragged, heart pounding in my chest as I lunged at Eve. The moment felt like a slow-motion descent into chaos."You bitch!" I hissed through gritted teeth, eyes wide and wild as I landed on her with all my weight.The impact of our fall to the ground reverberated through my body, but I barely noticed. My fist connected with her face, and a sickening thud echoed in my ears.She yelped in pain as blood gushed from her nose."You murderer! Deceiver! How could you?" I screamed, the words spilling out with venom I didn't even know I possessed.The anger, the betrayal, it all burned like wildfire, consuming me. I didn't care that she struggled beneath me, kicking and thrashing. I didn’t care about the consequences my actions, she had destroyed my life, she had take the light from, she had stolen everything from me and decived me for her own benefit.My grip was iron, fueled by a hatred that had been building for too long. For months I had h

I gazed at her. She looked so broken while she talked about Eve, I could see the pains in her eyes.I couldn't bring myself to comfort her as she wept; I knew she had been holding this in for a long time, to cry this much.“She deceived me. She told me that Max didn’t want my baby and wanted me to terminate the pregnancy. I believed her, but I refused. I told her I would work hard to raise the child as my own, and she agreed. But when I put to bed, she took my child away, and I haven’t seen him in over a year. She sent me here to spy on Silvio, and on top of that, she keeps my child from me. I’ve never held my baby in my arms, nor have I seen him. All she does is send me pictures of him every month to keep me here,to threaten me” she cried out, and by the time she finished, I knew she had broken into another round of sobs.Eve was a monster, evil and heartless, she didn’t care that the child was her grandchild, nor did she want to c

I sat there, staring into his eyes, overwhelmed by fear and panic.“Why are you asking me things I don’t understand?” I snapped, and he reached out to hold my hands.“You may not realize it, but I control everything that happens in this mansion. I see and hear everything I want to,” he said, and my eyes widened in shock as curiosity crept in about what he might have discovered.“What did you find?” I inquired, noticing his smirk.“Nothing, that’s why I’m asking you,” he replied, smiling at me in a creepy manner. His words eased my tension slightly, but I remained unconvinced.“What do you want to know?” I asked rudely, frustrated by the way he was playing with my emotions. I wanted it to stop.“I can sense your fear, and I see it in your eyes. You’re scared, and honestly, you have every reason to be,” he said, and I looked at him in horror.“You&rs

She laughed as she looked at me, wincing from the pain of the wounds on her face. I realized she had brought me here to intimidate me. If she truly wanted me dead, I would have been gone by now; she wouldn’t have gone through all this trouble to bring me here. You believe you are irreplaceable, but you overlook the fact that I can create another version of you. I can find someone who is far superior and wouldn’t betray me," she said with a smirk. "No, you can't just create another me. Silvio is mine, just as you wanted. How many women have you tried to make him fall for? I did it effortlessly, and you know he needs me," I retorted as she rose from her chair and approached me. "I don’t need you. You can’t even do your job, and you had the audacity to strike me. You’re useless to me now. What good are you if you won’t follow my orders?" she shouted. I gazed into her eyes and saw uncertainty. I knew all too well that what I did yesterday was a mistake fueled by rage

Nicolas was the third son of the Silvio family, born to the late Castillo Mafia Don. He was the outcast among his brothers; his mother viewed him as a disappointment and only cared for his elder brother, Max. She often praised Max's strength and spoke of how he would elevate her status, expressing her desire to see him become the Don, a notion Nicolas accepted without complaint.Instead, he dedicated himself to becoming his father’s mercenary and bounty hunter. He aspired to be the best, but no matter how hard he tried, his father never regarded him with the same admiration he had for Silvio. In response, Nicolas trained to emulate Silvio. His father was a difficult man to please, and although he had sent Silvio away, Nicolas understood it was meant to make him stronger and more self-sufficient.Many believed the late Don despised Silvio and cast him out after his mistress bore him sons, but Nicolas knew the truth was quite the opposite. Roberto, the late Mafia Don,