All Chapters of OWNED BY THE MAFIA TWINS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aurora's POV "Congratulations, Mrs. Diego, you're two months pregnant," the doctor said, handing me my test results.I heaved a huge sigh of relief, my face widening with a smile.Pregnant. I was pregnant.The weight of the word settled in my chest, accompanied by a rush of emotions—joy, nervousness, excitement. I had been hoping, and praying for this moment, and now it was real. A tiny life was growing inside me."Thank you, doctor," I murmured, running a gentle hand over my still-flat stomach. Diego was going to be so happy. "So that explains why you've been feeling nauseous, and dizzy, they're the early signs of pregnancy," the doctor explained again, and I could only nod absentmindedly as I imagined the thought of how Diego's face would light up at the new.He had always talked about having a family, about raising kids together. This was everything we had ever wanted.Clutching the results close to my chest, I practically floated out of the hospital. The world around me seemed b

Aurora's POV "I'm pregnant, Diego," I said as he moved to walk out of the room.He stood still, turning slowly to look at my crumpled figure on the floor."You're what?" He asked, walking back to me."I said I'm pregnant Diego," I added, watching the reaction on his face."That was a joke right?"He asked again, crouching to my level. My insides clenched with pain as I stared at Diego, not willing to believe that the look on his face was pure loathe."It is not a joke, I was coming from the hospital to tell you that I was pregnant when I met you and Lillian...." I whimpered as he grabbed my arms, his fingers hard enough that I could feel my bones crushing "Abort it."I stared at him, my breath catching in my throat."What?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the ringing in my ears. His grip tightened, his fingers digging into my arms like vices. "I said, abort it."A cold shudder ran through me. I searched his face for something—anything—that would tell me he didn’t mean it

Aurora's pov I crawled over to the floor, hoping—wishing that it was just my body that was bleeding, to seek help.My hands fumbled with the door handle, trying desperately to get it open."Almost there..." I muttered, reassuring myself despite the trail of blood that trickled down from my body.A sharp, hard, kick from outside the door resounded against my body, throwing my body violently against the glass table that carried the food I was poisoned with.The glass shattered beneath me, slicing into my skin as I hit the floor with a strangled cry. Pain exploded in my ribs, my vision blurring from the impact. The metallic scent of blood mixed with the lingering aroma of the poisoned food and metals made my stomach churn.Soft, dangerous thuds of boots filled my ears as I struggled to keep my eyes open, followed by a frantic run of Diego and Lillian."What a spectacular scene," A voice thick enough to send another wave of panic threw me resounded in the room, followed by a low and dead

Aurora's POV Expression was unreadable, but their gaze was fixed on me, piercing and unrelenting.I tried to swallow, but my throat was dry and raw as if I’d been screaming.Something felt… wrong.I shifted slightly, and a sharp pain tore through my abdomen, stealing the breath from my lungs. A strangled sound escaped me before I could stop it.The doctor took a cautious step forward. “You’re awake,” he murmured, like he wasn’t sure how to proceed.But my gaze had already dropped, trailing down to where the sheets pressed against my stomach.And then it hit me.A flash of memory—blood between my thighs. Diego, Lillian, the weight of hands pressing down on my body. A voice, cold and final.“She was fed drugs to induce an abortion.”A hollow ache spread through my chest, deeper than the pain in my body. My fingers curled weakly into the sheets as my breath came faster, shallower.No.No, no, no.Tears trickled from the corner of my eyes, burning and nerve-wracking.I opened my mouth,

Nevio's pov "Weren't they supposed to be six?" Nestore asked, stepping beside me."Diego was the 6th one, we'll let the little girl deal with him herself," I said, lifting the jaws of the third man on his knees."Tell me the truth and I'll spare you the first punch, who brought the idea up?" I asked, meeting his gaze."He...he did, the last man there did, please have mercy on me,"I crouched in front of him, tilting my head as I studied his face—pale, drenched in sweat, and smeared with streaks of dried blood. The stench of fear clung to him like a second skin."Mercy?" I mused, my voice barely above a whisper.He flinched but nodded rapidly, his lips parting in desperate, broken breaths. "P-please… I didn’t—"A sharp crack echoed through the warehouse as Nevio drove a brutal fist into the ribs of the man beside him. The bastard crumpled forward, choking on a scream."Stop wasting our time," Nevio muttered, shaking the blood off his knuckles.I sighed, standing to my full height and