All Chapters of Wanted By The Sexy Mafia Boss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CHAPTER 2: THE BIDDERSam’s POVI’ve seen prison documentaries scarier than this. But none of them prepared me for what the underground of The Biden felt like.The moment the cold metal door creaked open and the guards barked for us to move, Eli straightened beside me. His eyes,always too calm for someone held captive, narrowed like he was preparing for a fight he wouldn’t win.“This is it,” he muttered.I didn’t have to ask what he meant. I could feel it in the air,something was happening tonight.The hallway we were herded into was unlike the holding area. No rust, no mold, no smell of sweat and blood. This place was clean, lavish even. Polished obsidian floors. Black chandeliers with glowing crimson crystals. The scent of cigar smoke, leather, and too much cologne.“This is called The Bidder,” Eli whispered as we shuffled forward. “Where the elites of The Biden pick their toys, soldiers, or slaves. It’s not a ceremony. It’s a hunt dressed in velvet.”I glanced at him. “And who are

CHAPTER 4: THE PROMOTIONSam’s POVI stepped into our cramped room and shut the door quietly behind me. Eli was already sitting on the edge of the bunk, polishing his worn-out boots. The moment he saw me, his head snapped up.“You were gone long,” he said cautiously, eyes narrowing. “What happened? Why did the Master summon you?”I didn’t respond at first. I still couldn’t believe what had just happened. My thoughts were spinning faster than I could keep up with. Finally, I let out a half-laugh, half-sigh and looked at him.“You’re not going to believe this,” I said, voice low. “Teddy — that guy they all seem to shiver around — he told me I’d be working in the upper chambers from now on.”Eli’s hand froze mid-polish. Slowly, he lifted his gaze to mine. The color seemed to drain from his face. The usual calm expression he wore dropped away, leaving behind something unreadable. Worry. Fear. Dread.“What?” he asked, barely above a whisper.“You heard me.” I dropped onto the lower bunk,

CHAPTER 6: A Super Promotion Sam’s POVI stared at the silver falcon pin resting on the table. It gleamed under the white light, sharp, polished, carrying a weight I wasn’t sure I wanted.“Why?” The word slipped out before I could stop it. My voice was hoarse, raw from blood in my throat. “Why are you being nice to me after everything? You should hate me. You should…” I trailed off, shaking my head. “You should want me gone.”Teddy’s lips curved into the faintest ghost of a smile, one that didn’t quite reach his eyes. He shifted in the bed, the bandages around his shoulder stark against his pale skin. “Not running away when bullets fly? That means something in my world.” His gaze stayed locked on me. “Call it a gift, Sam. Don’t think too much about it.”I frowned, my chest aching as much as my ribs. “A gift?” I echoed bitterly. “Doesn’t feel like one. Feels like you just painted a target on my back.”“Maybe,” Teddy said simply, as if it didn’t bother him in the slightest. “But at lea

Chapter 8: Super Intelligent Sam’s POVI rested my head firmly on the hard pillow, letting the cool fabric press against my bruised cheek. My eyelids were heavy, my body begging for sleep, when the sound of footsteps broke the silence.Not just footsteps. Heavy, pounding, deliberate.I sat up instantly.The door burst open, and Gaston filled the frame like a shadow cast too large. His eyes locked on me, cold as iron.“You’re needed,” he said flatly.I frowned. “Needed where?”“The intelligence department.” His voice carried no room for argument. “Get up. Now.”Every nerve in me wanted to tell him no, but something in his tone told me I’d regret it. So I pulled myself off the bed, groaning as my ribs protested, and followed him out.The corridors at night were different—quieter, sharper, like the walls themselves were listening. We passed guards, cameras, locked steel doors, until Gaston swiped a card and a new world opened in front of me.The room was massive. Vast, humming with ener

Chapter 10: Am Unexpected Call.Teddy’s POVThe room felt heavier after Delilah stormed out, her perfume lingering in the air like smoke after gunfire. I leaned back against the headboard, my wound throbbing under the bandage, but my mind sharper than ever. Max stayed quiet for a moment, probably waiting for me to explode, but I didn’t. Instead, I fixed him with a calm look.“I know Delilah is up to something with Sam,” I said at last, my tone even. “She thinks she’s clever, playing her little games under my nose. But I see it.”Max tilted his head, lips twitching into a smirk. “And you’re not going to stop it?”“No,” I replied. “I won’t do a damn thing. I want to see what Sam is made of. If he’s got the guts to tackle everything on his own, let him prove it. If he fails, he exposes himself. If he succeeds…” I let the silence stretch before finishing, “…then maybe he’s worth the trouble.”Max chuckled, shaking his head. “That’s like throwing him to the wolves, Teddy. And I can assure