All Chapters of A Divorced Billionaire Heiress For The Mafia Don: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

I killed the engine in front of the hospital and briskly walked into the building. The strong smell of antiseptic hit me, and my vision grew blurry for a second. "Good day, ma'am," one of the nurses greeted, but I only spared her a small wave before breezing past her. "Do you have an appointment?" A lady I assumed to be the receptionist tailed behind me. Halting to a stop, I curled my fingers into fists. "I am Heather Williams," I said through gritted teeth and then tossed a glare over my shoulder at her before adding, "I do not need an appointment to visit my family doctor.""We're so sorry, ma'am. She is new here," said another nurse, who rushed up to us with an apologetic glint in her eyes. With a grunt, I spun on my heels and pulled up short in front of his door, rapping on it. "Come in," the doctor said, and I couldn't miss the hint of tiredness in his voice. Pushing the door open, I felt a painful nudge in my stomach, but I ignored it, marching into his office with a molte

My eyes fluttered open to a blurry sight. I blinked rapidly, trying to clear the fog. My back was pressed against something soft, indicating that I was lying on a mattress. Once the fog disappeared, all my senses awakened, and the first thing I felt was pain all over my body. "Ugh, what happened?" I asked in my head, feeling disoriented. I turned my head to the right, noticing I was in an unfamiliar room. High-end art adorned the walls, and there was luxurious furniture sitting around. Where was I? Panic set in as I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to regain my memory. My eyes snapped open when images of people scrambling around and bullets flying in the air flashed in my head. "You're finally awake." A rich, baritone voice filled the room, and a shiver ran down my spine. "Welcome back, Farfalla." Turning to the left, my heart thrummed in my chest when I sighted a man by the doorway, peering at me with orbs, which were interwoven with the captivating seems of blue. I jerked, tryi

I staggered back, wincing as a jolt of pain shot up my leg. My palpitating heart ached in my chest when I lifted my head to see one of Massimo's men staring daggers at me. "And where do you think you're going?" He asked in a gruff voice that made dread twist in my gut, making me feel sick. I shook my head, struggling to think of a reasonable excuse. My heart thumped so loud that it drowned out my thoughts. I moved back, limping because the more I tried to put my weight on my right leg, the more it stung like a knife buried in molten lava had been shoved into my ankle. Unsure of what to say, I resorted to begging, saying, "Please, let me go." The raw panic in my voice could not be missed. He gripped my arm, harshly dragging me with him. Pain lashed across my ankle, and tears glistened in my eyes, threatening to roll down. "Ouch! My leg," I whimpered with trembling lips. He paid deaf ears to my pleas, dragging me further. "Please, I promise I'll go far away from here. I'll pay y