All Chapters of Claimed by the Mafia : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Forbidden loveJanessa's povA bullet rips into the wall, inches from my head. My body trembles; a silent scream is trapped in my throat. Roy, Eric, and Xavier stand there, grim-faced, offering no comfort. There is nowhere to run. This isn't just bad luck; someone has deliberately set us up. But who? Which of these three men—the ones I trust most—has betrayed me? Who is responsible for this chaos?It all started months ago, on March 2, 2022, at 8:00 AM.I woke up, got ready, and headed downstairs for breakfast. My dad was already eating with Lucy and Cole. I exchanged quick greetings before taking my seat. I still remember how hot the soup was when I sipped it.“Janessa Collins, daughter of Thomson Collins, head of the Bloodshed Mafia… ironic, isn’t it? You’ve certainly made a splash in the papers. Everyone’s rather curious about what you look like,” my father mumbled, lowering the newspaper.“Isn’t it fascinating, Cole? My little stepdaughter’s already eclipsed my acting career. Such

The MastermindJanessa's POV"It was Mr. Daniel... He asked me to do it. He was afraid that if his business went under, the mafia wouldn't help him, so he wanted to use Eric's fiance to threaten him.”Just as I expected. That old guy was behind it all.Xavier turned and then shot the man in the head, satisfied at the information. "I told you already, I'm not like Eric."Roy whispered to me, "Cuz, this Xavier guy is way more brutal than the boss himself. And I've been with Eric since he took over, but I'm still just a glorified errand boy."I shoved him. "Get away from me! And for the record, he became underboss based on his own merit. How long you've been around doesn't matter.”"Whatever.... I still think it's unfair."Xavier wiped the blood stain in his hands with a handkerchief and threw it away before approaching us. "Let's go now."Roy and I nodded, and we followed him outside. Xavier's phone rang once again, and he answered it as soon as he saw Eric's name."Boss... We already

Stick to disguise Janessa's povCole and I hurried downstairs. When we arrived, we saw a maid kneeling, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed in front of the shattered teacup."You filthy thing! You're just a maid, and you can't even do your job right!" Lucy slapped the maid. "Don't you know that teacup was worth more than your life, you bitch?""Madam... please... forgive me..." The maid plead.As Lucy was about to slap the maid again, Cole stepped between them. He ended up being the one slapped. "Mom! Stop! You're making a scene."Lucy touched Cole's swollen cheek. "Oh God, son... Why did you do that?" Cole signaled the maid to leave.“Mom, you can't just hit someone as you want." They sat on the couch, and I ordered the maids to bring an ice pack.Lucy put the ice pack on his face herself. "Next time, don't meddle in my business... See what happens? That slap wasn't supposed to be on your precious face."How dramatic."Cole... I'll get going now.""Okay, have a safe ride."

Crossing lines…Eric's povThe helicopter touched down on Roy’s private estate, blades cutting the night air like sharpened knives.I stepped out, adjusting my tie—not because it was out of place, but because I needed my hands busy. If I didn’t, I might walk in there and end this too fast.Roy was leaning against the doorframe of the main house, arms crossed.“In the basement,” he said, with a serious tone. “They’re tied. No one touched them.”The basement smelled faintly of metal and fear.I adjusted my tie, more out of habit than necessity, and walked down the steps with the same pace I’d take to a dinner meeting. Violence, like business, is best handled without hurry.Liam was tied to a steel chair in the center of the room. His shirt clung to him, soaked from the bucket of water someone had already thrown over him. His lips were split, one eye already swelling.Reina sat a few feet away, her wrists bound behind her, ankles tied to the chair legs.Beside her stood Celine—one of

Caught off guard Janessa's povThe name lit up my phone like a warning sign.Xavier.My heart lurched, panic bubbling in my chest. Without thinking, I tilted the screen slightly away from Eric, hoping he wouldn’t catch it.He glanced at me, brows furrowing just a little. “Who’s calling you this early?”I forced a light laugh, tucking the phone against my thigh. “Just… a friend. Probably drunk. I’ll call back later.”He studied me for a moment, like he was deciding whether to believe me, then gave a small shrug. “If you say so.”Without pressing further, Eric untangled himself from the blanket and stood, stretching. “You hungry? I’ll make us something.”I nodded quickly, grateful for the escape. “Sure… anything’s fine.”He gave me a lazy smile and padded toward the kitchen, the sound of his footsteps fading down the hall.The second he was gone, I snatched up my phone. My palms were clammy as I stared at the name flashing again on the screen.Xavier.It rang until it stopped. My puls