All Chapters of Claimed by the Italian Mafia King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

TESSA My body ached. My legs felt like giving up after standing for straight twelve hours. You would think the night shift at a hospital would be easier because most patients would be asleep and all you'd have to do is to monitor their vital signs and check in on them once in a while throughout the night. But today was far from a normal nightshift. Having emergency accident patients brought in an hour before the end of your shift with just two doctors on call put the workload on the nurses. I was more than ready to be done with this shift. I let out a sigh of relief as the cool night breeze hit me as I stepped out of the huge hospital glass doors, the scent of antiseptic still clinging to my scrubs. My body ached badly and at that moment, all I could imagine was the comfort of my bed. Not the one here in Italy, but the one back home in London. It had only been two months since I moved here to work after nursing school and I was still trying to adjust to life here in a tota

TESSA “Looking for this?” My palms immediately felt sweaty. My legs threatening to give up against my weight. The shock overshadowing every sense of reason. Those eyes, as unique and captivating as they were, terrified me. The thought of how someone can take a life and still act alright was horrific. But with the way he looked at me and held my missing ID in his hands, everything instantly made sense. He knew I was the one there last night. I must have mistakenly dropped it when trying to escape and the worst part is that he has found me. I dreaded what was to come. I'd witnessed something I shouldn't have. And now he's here to silence me too. What about my life? No no this wasn't meant to happen. I tried to look away but his gaze held mine, drowning me in those orbs. It felt like the whole world was on pause. It felt like an eternity whereas it was barely a minute. “Mr. Vitale, I wasn't expecting you today,” a voice said, breaking the atmosphere between us. It was th

TESSA I was drawn into the embrace of a peaceful slumber, or so I thought. It felt like I was back home, surrounded by my family, making breakfast as usual beside my mum while she yelled at Ella to stay off her phone for at least a minute and take Snow, our dog outside before he messed up the hallway again. Every worry was gone. Every anxiety and fear that surrounded me in the span of two days was forgotten and for once, it all felt relaxing. I felt safe and at peace. But how foolish I was to dwell on the falsehood of this dream. The sound of breaking glass jolted me up. My eyes flew open and I sat up immediately, taking in the living room but before I could catch-on to what was happening, the door burst open slamming against the wall and three men in black stormed in. “No no,” I screamed, trying to run towards the room. But one of them was faster. His rough hands grabbed me by the waist, jerking me backwards. I kicked and thrashed in his hold as I tried to break free, all th