All Chapters of Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Chapter One Hundred Fifty OneElena’s POVThe hallway felt longer than it had minutes ago.Each step echoed too loudly beneath my bare feet, my heart thudding in sync with the sound. I did not know where I was going. I only knew I needed space. Air. Distance from the truth I had just uncovered.I was not a coincidence.I was history.I was blood.I reached the guest wing and pushed open the first door I saw. It shut behind me with a soft click that sounded final. I leaned against it, palms pressed to the wood, breathing hard like I had run miles instead of rooms.My mother.A Russian mafia lord.Valerio knew before he ever looked at me with anything that resembled interest.Before he protected me.Before he punished anyone for touching me.Before he let me close.My chest tightened so sharply I thought I might scream.Was anything real?The way he held me when I fainted.The way he watched me sleep.The way his voice changed when he said my name.I slid down the door until I was sitti

Chapter One Hundred Fifty ThreeValerio’s POVThe gunfire echoed through the mansion like thunder tearing through stone.I did not think. I moved.Training took over. Instinct. Years of violence compressed into seconds. I fired twice more, precise, controlled. One man went down hard near the doorway. Another slammed into the wall, screaming as his weapon clattered across the floor.“Elena, stay behind me,” I ordered.She did not argue. She pressed herself against my back, shaking, her hands fisted in my shirt like she was anchoring herself to life.More footsteps. Too many.This was not a hit. This was a message.I dragged her toward the hidden corridor behind the bookcase, my free hand slamming the release. The wall slid open just as bullets tore through the air where we had been standing seconds earlier.We disappeared into darkness.The passage smelled of iron and oil. Emergency lights flickered red along the walls. I could hear my men shouting through comms, returning fire, sealin

Chapter One Hundred Fifty FiveValerio’s POVSilence is never empty. It carries intent.The alarms dying at once told me everything I needed to know. Someone had access. Not brute force. Not amateurs. This was deliberate, surgical. A hand inside my house.I stared at the map as the red markers blinked out one by one. The system was being muted, not destroyed. Whoever did this wanted me calm. Wanted me blind.“Elena,” I said without turning, “stand behind me.”She did. I felt it. The quiet hitch in her breathing. The way fear tried to pretend it was courage.Tommaso’s voice came back through the comms, tighter now. “Sir. We have a problem. Internal credentials were used to shut down perimeter alerts. Level five clearance.”Only four people had that.“I know,” I said. “Lock down the lower tunnels. Seal the glass chamber. No one moves without my voice.”I turned to her then. She was pale but steady, eyes bright with the kind of resolve that scares men like me because it cannot be bought

Chapter One Hundred Fifty SevenElena’s POVI left before the sun came up.The house was still asleep. The guards at the far gate had changed shift an hour earlier and the corridors were quiet in that dangerous way that only powerful homes ever are. I did not pack a bag. I did not leave a note for Sandra. I only took my phone and the thin jacket from the chair.I stood at the foot of Valerio’s bed for a moment and watched him sleep. His face looked younger like this. Less carved. Less brutal. I pressed my fingers together to stop them from shaking.I am sorry I whispered though I knew he could not hear me.I took the back stairs and the service door. The driver did not question me when I asked to be dropped at the old road near the river. He thought I was going for air. Everyone always thought that.The city before dawn felt like a held breath. Empty streets. Yellow lights. The sound of my shoes too loud against the pavement. I kept walking until my phone buzzed.Unknown number.I ans

Chapter One Hundred Fifty OneElena’s POVThe room smelled like fear and cheap perfume and something metallic that clung to the back of my throat. My phone was still warm in my hand, the echo of Valerio’s voice refusing to leave my ears. My heart beat too fast, too loud, like it was trying to warn me of what was coming next.Sophia broke the silence first.She clapped slowly, mockery dripping from every sound. “Wow. That voice,” she said, tilting her head. “You really melt when he says your name. It’s embarrassing.”I lifted my chin even though my knees felt weak. “You’re done,” I said, not sure who I was trying to convince. “Both of you.”Lucas laughed and leaned back against the table like he owned the place. “You don’t get to decide when this ends. Not after everything you cost us.”“I didn’t cost you anything,” I snapped. “You did this to yourselves.”Sophia stepped closer, invading my space. Her smile was sharp and cruel. “You think Valerio will save you every time? You think pow