All Chapters of Claimed By the Mafian Don: Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

I thought he would kick them out. Every fiber of my being braced for it. My father, standing there with desperation in his eyes, and Clara, whose smugness could light up the entire room. But Silvio? He didn’t move.He stood frozen, staring at them like he was carved from stone. My throat tightened as I looked up at him, waiting for the storm to erupt. Instead, he turned his head slowly, his dark eyes locking onto my father.“What is it?” he spat, his tone sharp enough to cut glass.“You don’t need to listen to a word they say! She would never—” Clara began, her voice full of venom, but Silvio shot her a glare so deadly it shut her up mid-sentence.My father, undeterred, stepped forward. “Earlier today,” he started, his voice trembling slightly, “there was a kidnapping in Russia.”Silvio’s expression hardened, and he interrupted before my father could finish. “What does that have to do with me?” His glare was ice-cold, his body taut with tension.“It was my grandchildren,” my father sa

Third person POv“What makes you think he would cares?”Max asked his mother, as she looked at the children who had just woken up a few minutes ago and looked scared of finding themselves here.“Silvio will still doubt the existence of his children being his , but he will have no choice but to give it a shot, he will come, i've made sure it will be easy to find us”Eve said as she lunged on the chair while glaring at the kids.Max's voice faltered as he locked eyes with his mother's icy glare. "Lets kill him,Let's finally do this, mother, and…""I won't allow you to destroy all my years of hard work. As much as I want to see him suffer, we need him. We've already lost too much, and we will use him to reclaim what we've lost. Killing him would leave us powerless and hunted. We have the kids, and that will be enough to help us regain what we've lost," Eve replied, her tone resolute, causing Max to frown.He had always despised his mother's obsession with the mafia sit, he wanted that sit,

The revelation shattered me, but I did my best to conceal my emotions.I can only imagine who had hunted them. I knew he was referring to his mother, Eve. She must have tried to find Penelope for years, though I never cared about where she went. Now, however, I wished I had cared."She betrayed me," I hissed, stepping closer to him, my voice dangerously low."She was trying to save you!" Nicolas roared, his voice cutting through the argument. "She was trying to save herself and those kids, and you—" He pointed at me, his face twisted with rage. "You let her burn for it. You let her be hunted, and now you walk in here like a savior? You disgust me," he added.His words struck harder than I wanted to admit. Guilt clawed at the edges of my mind, but I pushed it aside. This wasn't the time for regret."Shut your mouth, or—" Eve began, but Nicolas interrupted her."Or what?" he challenged, his voice rising. "What are you going to do, Eve? Aren't you ashamed of yourself already? Using kids