All Chapters of The Mafia's little toy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Chapter OneMirabelle’s POVDarkness was all I could see. Murmurs, laughter, and the sound of people’s footsteps were all I could hear. My hands rubbed tightly against each other, while my teeth bit down on my lower lip in fear.The last thing I remembered were the tears flowing down my cheeks as I was taken away from my uncle and aunt. The little smirk plastered on my aunt’s face kept replaying in my head.“This is our last hope for you to pay the debt your parents left—and whatever you owe us. It’s not going to be a big deal. Just be with a man until he gets tired.”Those were the last words I heard from them before everything went dark.Now, I was in an unknown place. I had no idea where I was.I could feel the cold metal under my bare feet. The scent of perfume, sweat, and something darker floated through the air. Being blindfolded, with no real clue of what was going on, was insane. I couldn’t see anyone—of course, they would hide their identities.“Are you guys ready for the las

Chapter ThreeLuca’s POVIt was rare to see a girl untouched. A body no man had ever laid hands on. I thought she just had an innocent face, but I never knew she could be that innocent.I should’ve felt proud, being the first and only one to taste her. But it wasn’t just about that. There was something else, something I couldn’t explain.That was a good reason for wanting her more. I know this might sound insane, but I have never been more attracted to someone that way.Being the most powerful Mafia in the entire country? That was my biggest flex. I got anything I wanted. No one dared to stop me.A message popped up on my phone, snapping me out of my thoughts. I reached for my pocket, hoping it was from one of the men we were about to make a deal with.It was my father.“What the hell is this old man up to now?” I muttered. I opened the message—and my jaw tightened. How long was he going to keep on reminding me about this!?"Bring home a bride. Or forget about everything you worked fo

Chapter FiveMirabelle's POVMy heartbeat spiked the instant he stormed out of the room. I dropped flat on the bed, my mind blank as the sound of constant gunshots rattled the walls.This was just a tip of an iceberg. The way he has reached the other time shows me that this wasn't the first time something like this would be happening, and it seemed like a normal occurrence to them all.I wouldn't stand and accept something like this forever. I wouldn't want to get married to a man like this He had told me not to step outside, but staying in here felt just as dangerous. Maybe this was the only chance I had to escape.The guards would all be outside, fighting. Busy. Distracted. I’d have to risk my life to slip away.Slowly, I pushed myself up to my feet, my legs trembling. My eyes darted around the room, desperate to find anything useful once I got out. Nothing. Just walls, curtains, shadows.I tiptoed toward the door, my hand shaking so hard it barely gripped the knob. Beads of sweat

Chapter SevenMirabelle’s POVI watched him, unable to say anything. Fucking psychopath. I tried resisting, tried pulling my body away from his grip, but he turned me over in one move. My back hit the bed while he pinned me down above me.“How the hell are you still strong after all that bleeding?” My voice came out breathless as I struggled, but it was useless. He was heavier, stronger, and my arms felt weak under his hold.Beads of sweat gathered on my forehead, sliding down my temple. My chest heaved fast, every breath rough from the way he had trapped me.Then I felt it. Warm blood trickling down my neck again. The bleeding had stopped earlier, but with the way he held me now, it had started all over.“You’re bleeding too,” he murmured, his eyes on my neck. “I thought you’d die the moment you were in my brother’s arms. I wonder what you did to him to make him act that way.” A crooked smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, making my stomach twist.“Please… let me go. I need to sto