All Chapters of Revenge after deceit: I belong to mafia Don : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter – Russell’s POVAfter dressing up, I left my room and headed straight to the one where I had ordered Williams and Damien to be kept tied up.Arriving there, I pulled open the door and stepped inside, shoving the door shut with my foot as I entered the room.Walking with my hand on the wall, I found the light switch, and with a flick, the lights came on, revealing the two of them tied helplessly to chairs. It was kind of funny—the useless sons of my enemy tied to chairs right in my very own house.I walked towards them and stood in front of them, staring. They looked like they’d just walked through hell. Well, they had—especially in the hands of Alora. Williams had dried blood on his head; he looked very weak. Damien’s head hung to one side as he stared at me, his eyes glassy.Williams just stared at me silently, his face blank. Damien, on the other hand, started begging immediately.“Please… you can’t keep us here,” he stammered. “You can’t possibly keep us here. Please, pleas

**AVA'S POV** I still couldn’t believe it. My eyes widened in shock. I staggered back, clutching my shoulder—I had been shot. Blood was already soaking through my clothes, and worst of all, I wasn’t hearing Jia. She just wasn’t helping me. I tried to reach out to get her to call for help, but she didn’t respond. I dropped to my knees as my legs suddenly became weak, unable to keep me standing any longer. The man tucked his gun away, shoving it into his pocket, and walked toward me, slow and steady, smiling smugly like he’d just won a bet that earned him millions. Once he arrived where I knelt, he crouched down so that he could look me in the eye. “Wolfsbane,” he said. “It works like magic. Even the strongest werewolves can't resist wolfsbane, and neither can you. You can’t resist it. You know, I do enjoy you bragging about everything you are. Well, look at you now—how hilarious.” As he spoke, he beat his lap with his palm, laughing in my face, and I couldn’t do anything about it

AVA'S POV After the god-forsaken woman had told me it wasn't going to hurt, she performed some kind of hypnosis on me using the ornament she brought out from the bag. Before I knew it, everything started becoming blurry, and I passed out. Now, I found myself strapped to a bed rather than the chair, and I was in a completely different room.My head ached like someone had used a mallet and smacked me. My vision was blurry as I opened my eyes. I squinted, trying to regain my sight, and after a while, everything came into view.The first thing I saw was the useless man, Grey, sitting in a chair, legs crossed like he owned the world. When he saw that I had woken up, he rolled his eyes as if I was worthless. He stood up from his chair and walked closer to the woman, who I hadn't noticed was giving me a massage until now."This is not working! Why isn't it working? I heard you were professionals, but look, up till now, you fail to produce what I want!"I turned to the woman, who was about t

Ava’s POVI stood frozen in front of the door, heart pounding in my chest. I already knew who was behind it. I didn’t need to open it. I didn’t need to see their faces. I could feel it—their presence, their cruelty waiting on the other side.My hand trembled by my side. I wasn’t ready to face this again.Then I heard her voice.“You must play along,” Morticia whispered in my ear, her tone calm but sharp. “You must act exactly how you acted that day. That’s the only way you can come back to reality.”That’s when it hit me. All of this—this door, this night—it was her doing. Morticia was making me relive my worst memories.I swallowed hard and stepped toward the door. My hand rested on the knob for a second before I finally twisted it open.There they were.Williams and Demian.Williams’ eyes locked on me first. He didn’t smile, didn’t greet me. He just grabbed me by the shoulder and shoved me backward. My back hit the wall, and before I could breathe, he pinned me there.Demian walked

RUSSELL'S POVI was driving toward the eastern woods, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tight my knuckles had turned white. The road stretched ahead of me like a black ribbon, leading me straight into what could be my final destination. After that call with Grey ended, I knew I had to move fast. But first, I needed backup—someone I could actually trust in this world full of liars and backstabbers.That's when I called Drake.Drake had been my right-hand man from the very beginning, back when I first joined the mafia organization. In fact, he was more than that—he was my spy, my strategist, my conscience when things got too dark. I trusted him with everything, and now I was trusting him with my life. While everyone else had either betrayed me for a better offer or gotten themselves killed chasing easy money, Drake had stayed loyal through every war, every betrayal, every moment when the world tried to tear us apart.When I'd outlined my plan to him an hour ago, he'd shaken his he