All Chapters of Owned By My Mafia Brother-in-law : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 71|| VINCENZO's POV ||The private room in the upscale restaurant was dimly lit, casting long shadows on the walls lined with expensive art. The scent of rich leather and fine cigars filled the air, mixing with the faint aroma of the exquisite meal we had just finished. It was a meeting like any other, yet the stakes were higher than usual. This was no ordinary business dinner; I was negotiating terms with a foreign Mafia gang, and the atmosphere was thick with unspoken threats and alliances.Kayla, my trusted aide, sat beside me, her eyes sharp and attentive. She was always a steady presence, her keen mind and quick thinking invaluable in situations like this. As the meeting progressed, I found myself relying on her more than usual, her calm demeanor a stark contrast to the tension in the room.The leader of the gang, a man named Viktor, finally leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. "It seems we have reached an understanding, Vincenzo. I believe this partnersh

Chapter 73|| VINCENZO's POV ||My mind was a storm of fury and fear as I sped towards my grandfather's mansion. The news of my mother's kidnapping had hit me like a freight train, shattering the fragile peace I had managed to maintain. She had been in the hospital, recovering from surgery, under what I had believed to be the best security. Yet somehow, the Castilo clan had managed to take her away.As I pulled up to the gates of the estate, the guards opened them without hesitation. They knew better than to cross me when I was in this state. I stormed through the front doors, my grandfather's staff scattering at the sight of my rage.I found him in his study, the same place he always was, surrounded by dark wood and old leather, the scent of cigars lingering in the air. He looked up from his desk, his expression unreadable."Vincenzo," he said, his tone cool. "What brings you here in such a hurry?"I slammed my hands down on his desk, making everything on it rattle. "Don’t play games

Chapter 75|| VINCENZO's POV ||I entered the grand hall of my grandfather's mansion, the weight of duty pressing heavily on my shoulders. The place hasn't changed much over the years, its opulence a constant reminder of our family's legacy. My eyes roamed over the familiar faces of our staff, each one nodding respectfully as I passed. But there was an unfamiliar tension in the air, a sense of anticipation that set my nerves on edge.As I approached the study, I could hear voices—one of them unmistakably my grandfather's, the other, a voice I hadn't heard in years. My heart skipped a beat, a mix of emotions flooding my chest. Lucas.I pushed open the door, and there he was, standing beside our grandfather's massive desk, his posture relaxed, a smug smile playing on his lips. He looked older, but the same arrogance still radiated from him."Vincenzo," my grandfather said, looking up from his papers. "Good, you're here.""Grandfather," I greeted him, forcing my voice to remain steady. "

Chapter 77|| VINCENZO's POV ||" You are keeping a woman behind my back! WHY DID YOU MARRY AND RUIN MY LIFE THEN?"Sancia screamed from the top of her lungs. The tears in her eyes made me feel the worst. I never saw her crying over small matters. She was hard as a rock. The realization that I had broken her heart completely made me mentally.I shook my head strongly, stumbling forward to grab her," NEVER! She is nothing... but a..."I swallowed the rest of my words down. It wasn't the right moment to tell her everything. I continued, changing the word that I was supposed to say," An ally! She...lives under my protection. I have nothing to do with her."She pushed me away with all her force. Her tears kept falling as she shouted in my face," YOU ARE STILL LYING! You went behind my back and kept an ally? Why did it never cross your mind that you should have told me? Why the hell is she visiting Viktor's grave? What is your relationship with you and my husband?"The last piece of wor

Chapter 79|| VINCENZO'S POV ||The island was cloaked in darkness, the moon casting a pale glow over the jagged cliffs and turbulent waters. I was back in the cave, my wrists still raw from the ropes, though I had managed to loosen them slightly. My escape attempt earlier in the evening had failed, and now I was guarded more closely, two pirates stationed at the entrance. My mind was racing, searching for a way out, when I heard it—a commotion from the camp.Shouts rang out, growing louder with each passing second.“What’s going on now?” one of the guards muttered, stepping toward the cave entrance to investigate.I strained to hear, my heart pounding. The voices were too far away to make out, but they carried an unmistakable tone of panic.“Stay here,” the other guard growled, glaring at me before following his comrade.The moment they were gone, I scrambled to my feet. My instincts screamed at me to seize the opportunity, but I hesitated. Something about the sounds outside felt...