All Chapters of OWNED BY THE MAFIA TWINS: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Nevio's POV But even though I knew that was true—Aurora had been bought, chosen, shaped, she was nothing but a debt—I still saw the flicker in her eyes. The subtle twist of her mouth when I’d ordered her around like she was nothing. She didn’t say a word, but I’d seen it.But it didn’t matter. Not right now.Ayla was back.That was all that mattered.Ten minutes passed. The bathroom door finally opened, steam curling out like smoke. Aurora emerged, her face smooth, empty.“She’s clean and in bed, sir,” she said, hands folded in front of her. “She asked for water, I left a jug and glass by the bedside. She’s sleeping now.”I nodded once. “Good.”Aurora turned to leave, but I stopped her with one word. “Wait.”She turned, eyes downcast. “Look at me.”She lifted her head slowly.“I know you don’t like this. I know it’s not what you expected tonight.”She didn’t speak.“But she’s back. And whether you like it or not, she comes first. Always did.”Aurora blinked. “Understood, sir.”“No at

Nevio's POV A bullet exploded through the back of his head before I could fire mine. His skull jerked forward, blood and brain matter splashing across the floor.I froze.Then—CRACK. CRACK.The second and first men dropped instantly. Each shot is perfectly placed. Instant kills.“DOWN!” Nestore shouted, dragging me to the ground.I hit the floor hard, fury roaring through my chest. Matteo was already scanning the high beams, looking for the source.But it was too late.Whoever did it was gone.Clean. Precise. Cold.I stared at the three bodies on the floor. All that work. All that pain. And just before they could talk—sniped.“I want every exit covered,” I barked. “Find out who the hell did this. Now.”But the dread in my gut had settled.Someone was watching us.Someone didn’t want us to know the truth about what really happened to Ayla and I was going to find it out, even if it meant digging through hell for them."The whole place is empty, Mr. Cavallaro. The snipers must have shot

Aurora's pov What?!” I cried, scrambling to my feet. “That’s not true! I didn’t—!”Nevio’s hand shot out again, but this time he didn’t strangle me. He grabbed my arm so hard it felt like something might snap.Nestore was no better. His face was pure ice as he took a menacing step forward. “You dare lay a hand on her?” he spat. “After everything she’s been through?”“She’s lying!” I shouted desperately. “I didn’t touch her! I swear! She—”"Nes—nestore..." Ayla sobbed, flailing her arms in a fake attempt for pity."She told me that I deserved to be in the house where you torture the men who betray you because I was already used to being in the dungeon," the bitch cried, tears dropping down her face unending."No-no-no-no," I swear I didn't, I didn't even say anything of that sort, pl—please believe me..." I dragged but they only stared at me like I'd held a knife to their napes."You did that Aurora?" Nevio asked and for a second I thought he wanted to believe me, until he snapped.“

Aurora's POV "Mr Sorrentino," another voice called whoever it was that was bold enough to throw taunts at Nestore and Nevio without being shut in the most violent way.There was a brief moment of eerie silence before he spoke again."Tell me something Cavarallo, now that you've supposedly found your old toy, what about the old one, are you going to discard her?" He asked, his voice taunting, spelling that either Nevio or Nestore were still standing."It's none of your fuckin business, Sorrentino what I decide to do with the people I own," Nevio growled, each word like a knife being dragged over stone.People I own.The words scraped against my raw insides, stinging worse than the gash on my head. I wasn’t a person to him, I never was, I was a possession, a debt paid in human by the monster I called husband, something to be kept or thrown away.There was a low, humorless chuckle from the stranger—Sorrentino. “You keep using that word like it means something. Like owning her means you’

Aurora's POV "I didn't know that the Cavarallos were this stupid," I muttered to myself, watching as he patted Ayla's back soothingly."What did you say?"Nevio growled, pushing his way toward me,""I didn't say anything, Nevio; you should ask Ayla instead because apparently, there's nothing I'm going to say that's going to make you believe me," I replied, my eyes darting to the burner phone seated in one corner.If I'd called, would I have left, if I wasn't thinking continuously about the consequences of running away and just did..."Nestore... She called me a bitch, a liar, if she wasn't on the hospital bed, I could only imagine what it was that she'd have done to me," Ayla cried, rubbing her face coquettishly against his shoulders."It's Nevio," I corrected and she darted her eyes at me, back to Nevio and back to me, before bursting into another fake tears."I'm so sorry, Nevio; I couldn't recognize you because of the stress your girl was making me go through," she cried.