Todos os capítulos de Surrogate For The Mafia Lord: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Bella stood up from her chair, her heart racing as she called out to Killian. But he didn't look at her. His eyes were fixed on Angela, who sat quietly in the corner of the room."Angela," Killian called, his voice firm. "Come with us. We're leaving."Angela looked up, confusion written across her face. "I don't want to talk to you," she said, crossing her arms.Bella stepped forward, her voice shaking with anger. "You need to apologize for what you did, Angela. What you did was really dangerous."Angela stared at both of them for a moment, then sighed. "Fine." She looked directly at Killian. "But Bella has to come back with me."Killian shook his head. "Bella has her own life to live. She can't stay with you forever.""But she—" Angela started to protest as she stood up quickly. The words never left her lips. Her eyes rolled back and she collapsed to the floor."Angela!" Bella screamed, rushing to her side.Everything happened so fast after that. The ambulance came, and soon they wer

The rough hands that had grabbed Bella from the convent pushed her hard into a metal chair. The warehouse around her was cold and dark, filled with the smell of rust and dampness. Her wrists were tied behind her back, and tears streamed down her face as she struggled against the ropes.*How did they find me?* she thought desperately. *I was supposed to be safe at the convent.*The blindfold that had covered her eyes for what felt like hours was suddenly yanked away. The dim light made her blink several times before her vision cleared. When it did, she found herself staring at a familiar face.Lucas stood directly in front of her, a cruel smile spreading across his lips."Hello, beautiful," he said, his voice sickeningly sweet.Bella's heart pounded in her chest. She pulled against the ropes again, but they were tied too tight.Lucas stepped closer and reached out to take her hand. His fingers were cold against her skin."You're finally mine," he whispered, leaning down toward her face

Killian pushed through the front door of his house, still carrying Bella in his arms. She felt so light against his chest, but he could tell something was very wrong with her. Her breathing was uneven, and her skin felt too warm.*What did they do to her?* he thought as he climbed the stairs quickly. *What was in that wine Nicholas forced her to drink?*He reached his bedroom and gently placed her on the bed. She looked so small lying there, her face pale and her eyes struggling to focus. Her hair was messy from everything that had happened, and there were still traces of Nicholas's blood on her clothes.Killian sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch her face. His fingers were gentle as they caressed her cheeks, checking for any injuries."Bella," he said softly, his voice full of concern. "Did they give you something? You don't look so good."*Please be okay,* he thought desperately. *Please tell me they didn't hurt you too badly.*Bella groaned softly, the sound making

Bella pulled her hand away from Killian's face, her fingers trembling as she withdrew them. The words formed on her lips, heavy and painful."I can't," she whispered, her voice barely audible in the quiet room.The words had barely left her mouth when a sharp, stabbing pain shot through her head like lightning. She gasped, her hands flying to her temples as she pressed her palms against her skull. The pain was intense, throbbing, and with it came a flood of images that crashed into her mind like waves against rocks.Flashes of the previous night began to surface. She saw Nicholas's face, twisted with anger. She remembered the sound of gunshots echoing in the darkness. The smell of blood. The fear that had gripped her heart. Lucas falling to the ground. The chaos. The screaming. Everything came rushing back at once, overwhelming her senses."Oh God," she breathed, her voice shaking as the memories continued to assault her mind. Each image was clearer than the last, each sound more vivi

Bella had moved from the bed to sit by the window, the afternoon light streaming through the glass and warming her face. She had finished most of the food Nora brought, savoring each bite as her strength slowly returned. Now she was licking the last traces of chocolate sauce from her fingers, a small smile playing on her lips.Nora watched her with amusement and reached for a napkin from the bedside table. She handed it to Bella with a gentle laugh."Here, wipe your mouth," Nora said, her voice warm with affection. "You always loved that chocolate sauce, even back then."Bella took the napkin and dabbed at her lips, still tasting the sweetness on her tongue. The comment made her pause for a moment. Back then. The words carried weight now, meaning something entirely different than they would have just hours ago. Now she knew why certain things had always felt familiar about Nora, why she had felt drawn to her in ways she couldn't explain.They smiled at each other, and Bella felt a war