All Chapters of Revenge after deceit: I belong to mafia Don : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

**Ava’s POV**I lay on the bed, my chest still tight from the vision, my words about Charles Moorock hanging heavy in the air. Russell stared at me, his eyes wide, like he couldn’t believe the fire in my voice. I felt it too—this new strength surging through me, my wolf waking up, sharp and alive. Days ago, I was just a girl, scared and bleeding. Now? I was something else. Something even I couldn’t understand.Russell turned to Mara, the healer, and their eyes locked—hers full of shock, his hard and unreadable. He looked back at me, his jaw tight. “What’s the next step, Ava?”“Find Charles Moorock,” I said, my voice steady despite the ache in my chest. “Find him and kill him.”He scoffed, shaking his head. “You think it’s that simple? Just hunt down a guy tied to your mom’s death and end him? Ava, this is the mafia we’re talking about. These guys are trained killers. You? You’ve got no skills, no training. You think that stunt at the waterfall makes you ready? That was brute strength,

Ava’s POVThere he was.Williams stood at the doorway, gun raised, eyes gleaming like he’d just walked in on his favorite show. That arrogant smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, and for a split second, I wished I could force it off his face with my glare alone.Damien stepped forward, voice sharp like a knife.“You son of a bitch… You followed me here, didn’t you? Couldn’t let me have it. Trying to steal my glory for yourself.”Williams gave a slow shrug, not even blinking.“Can you blame me? It’s more fun letting others do the hard work. Especially when they’re already broken.” His gaze flicked to Damien’s bloodied shirt, then to the gun in his hand.“So how about you be a good boy and drop that weapon… or I put a bullet in her head.”He pointed the gun at me. The coldness of it sent a chill through my spine, but I refused to flinch.“Let’s not forget,” Williams went on, casually, like we weren’t one wrong breath from a bloodbath.“You need her to become Alpha. Right now… I do t

**THE NEXT MORNING**“So, the two of you are just going to leave us here?” Williams asked as we were about to leave through the door.He was still trapped in the chair, his arms tied securely. Damian just sat there quietly, weak as he was. I kinda felt pity for him—nah, I’m just kidding. He’s a jerk and deserves everything that’s happening to him.I stared at him as a smirk played on my lips. “Till we’re back. But before we leave, I need just one more bit of information from you.”He stared at me. “And what the hell could that be? How to find another mafia boss who’s in hiding? Come on, I know nothing about—”“That’s not what I want to ask you about,” I cut him short before he could finish his sentence. “What number in Via del Corso Street does he live in?”He stared at me, not wanting to speak. My eyes drifted to the pliers sitting comfortably on the table and then back to him. “Speak fast. You don’t want to lose another body part.”He heaved a heavy sigh and then said reluctantly, “

Just as the footsteps came close to the door, they paused.“Who’s there?” the person asked again in his deep, masculine voice, but neither Russel nor I replied.Just then, I heard the cock of a gun, and the person’s deep voice rang out again.“This is the last time I’m going to ask—who’s there?”Since none of us replied, the moron fired—fired aimlessly. Luckily, none of us stood in front of the door, so none of the bullets touched us. We were at the edge.Holes were created in the door, and just as the moron realized there were no screams, I heard the door’s lock loosen. Then, the door creaked open.Just then, he stepped out, and I didn’t hesitate for a second. I kicked him in the side, and he fell in Russel’s direction, where Russel punched him in the face.The gun he was holding fell from his grip to the floor, and just as it did, I picked it up and pointed it at him.The man, now on the ground, stood up slowly and began chuckling. His chuckles then slowly turned into laughter, and

I watched his body lying there, wasted on the floor, when I hadn’t even finished my interrogation with him.I turned slowly, only to find Russel holding a smoking gun. I could see a tear in his eyes, which made me wonder why.“Russell, why the hell did you shoot him?” I asked as I walked over to him, shaking him.For a moment, he just stood there as if momentarily frozen. Then he blinked and lowered his arm. “There was no need wasting our time here — he wasn’t going to reveal anything”, he said.“But… but I was about to get the truth out of him! Maybe he would have known who the person I couldn’t see in my vision was. Or he could have shared one or two pieces of information about another person responsible for my mother’s death. Or maybe he could have told me who is the head of the organization!”“He wouldn’t have said a word, Ava,” he said, looking at me with glassy eyes.“You’ve been acting really strange lately, Russell. First you kill him, and now you cry over him. What the fuck i