Alle Kapitel von Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law : Kapitel 111 – Kapitel 120

Chapter One HundredElena POVThe night refused to end. The sirens faded but the echo of chaos clung to my skin. Valerio’s hand was still on my shoulder, firm and grounding, while his men cleaned up the mess in silence. I could smell smoke, metal, and blood in the cold air.My father sat on the steps, his bandaged hand pressed against his forehead, whispering prayers under his breath. Sandra clung to Brian, her face pale. Everything was spinning and yet too clear at the same time.Valerio finally turned to me. His jaw was tight, his eyes unreadable.You should not have been here, he said.I opened my mouth to answer but nothing came. I just stared at him, searching for any trace of softness, but there was only steel.He sighed and looked at his men.Take her father to the safe house. She comes with me.No, I said quickly. I’m not—He looked at me once, and the words died in my throat. There was no room for argument.You will come with me, Elena. Until I end this.He started walking to

Chapter One Hundred ThreeElena POVThe basement door slammed shut above me, sealing me into darkness so thick it felt alive. My heart raced wildly as I pressed my back against the cold wall, sliding down until I was sitting on the floor. The air smelled damp and metallic, like old pipes and forgotten things.I hugged my knees to my chest, rocking slightly as distant gunshots thundered overhead. Every sound made me flinch. Every second stretched painfully long.Valerio had promised he would come back.I clung to that promise like it was the only solid thing left in the world.Footsteps echoed above, running, shouting, chaos tearing through the house. I squeezed my eyes shut and whispered a prayer I wasn’t even sure I believed in anymore.Please let him live.Please let me see him again.Time lost meaning. It could have been minutes or hours. My legs went numb from sitting. My throat burned with fear and unshed tears.Then suddenly everything went quiet.No gunshots. No shouting. No al

Chapter One Hundred FiveElena POVValerio moved fast after that. Orders were given in clipped tones. Phones rang. Men scattered like pieces on a chessboard. The house that had been chaos moments ago snapped into sharp discipline. I stood there trying to breathe while everything spun around me.He turned back to me and his face softened just a little.You are coming with me now he said.I nodded. I was too tired to argue. Too afraid to pretend I was brave. My legs felt weak as he guided me toward the stairs. We did not go to his room. Instead he led me to a smaller wing of the house I had never seen before.A safe room.Thick doors. No windows. Soft light. A couch that looked untouched. It felt strange being placed somewhere so secure when my heart was anything but.Sit he said gently.I sat.He crouched in front of me so we were eye to eye. His hands rested on his knees. For the first time since the attack I saw it clearly. Worry. Real worry.They mentioned your father he said.I swa

Chapter One Hundred SevenElena POVMorning came softly through the tall windows. Pale light slid across the floor and rested on my face like a careful hand. I did not sleep much. Every time I closed my eyes I saw faces. Sophia smiling. Lucas watching. Valerio standing in shadows making promises that felt sharp.I sat up slowly and breathed through the ache in my body. The nurse helped me dress. Simple clothes. Flat shoes. No jewelry. I looked like myself again and that felt strange.When I stepped outside the house the air was cool and calm. Too calm. The driver opened the door and I got in without a word. As the car moved I watched the city wake up. Shops opening. People laughing. Life going on like nothing had happened.At the restaurant site workers were already moving. The sound of tools filled the space. The smell of fresh paint and wood wrapped around me. I stepped out of the car and for a moment everyone froze.Then Brian smiled.You look better he said gently.I nodded. I am

Chapter One Hundred NineSandra POVThe night did not feel like night anymore. It felt like a held breath. The street slowly emptied but the tension stayed glued to my skin. Elena stood in front of the broken wall like she was carved there, eyes distant, shoulders straight, refusing to fold.Brian stayed close to her. Too close. Protective without touching. It did something strange to my chest.I pulled Elena into a hug before she could stop me. She smelled like dust and paint and stubborn hope.You scared me I whispered.She hugged back just as hard. I am tired of being scared she said softly.Brian cleared his throat. We should get her home.Home. The word sounded fragile.We drove in silence. Elena sat in the front staring out the window. Brian drove like every shadow was an enemy. I watched them both and felt like I was sitting between two storms that refused to collide.At the apartment Elena finally spoke. I will sleep then go back early. There is too much to fix.I grabbed her