All Chapters of Trapped in the Mafia’s hell: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

GabriellaTears welled up in my eyes when I saw my baby on the scan. It was tiny yet so adorable. I stared at Marcello, who stood at the corner of the room, his face expressionless, almost bored. As if he didn’t want to be there.The ride back home was fast , no one said a word all through, just silence. But it was so noisy in my head, I was wondering how I was still pregnant. The car came to a stop in front of the mansion and one of the guards opened the door for me. I jumped down staring at the mansionsIt looked so big staring at it from afar. “Take her to her room, make sure she doesn’t step out!”Marcello said to one of the guards.“What?” I asked, still bewildered. “I’m pregnant, you cannot lock me up. I’ll be having your baby soon.”“It’s not mine,” he snarled and I shook my eyes widened, I can’t believe he’s actually doubting me. “I pulled out.”“Oh… “I rubbed my temple in confusion, “You were my first, how is it possible?”“You’ve been so close to Luca, Heaven knows what y’

Marcello.“How did it happen?” I asked, seated on the sofa, tapping my fingers on the armrest impatiently.Tony, the gaming manager, had beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he gazed at the ground. “I just went upstairs to take a pee when I heard noise downstairs, I was confused, star-struck, boss…”“Go straight to the point!”I cut in, trying to keep my tone calm. He nodded, “Yes boss, I will go straight to the point, two drunk men were fighting because one of them stole from the other.”“And they decided to settle their feud here?”“I’m sorry boss.”“Does ‘sorry’ fix the machines?”“No sir!”“Good,” I said with a tone of finality, “Get the culprits for me and that would fix the problem.”“I have no idea who they are.”“The cost of the damages would be deducted from your salary then. In other words, no salary for this month.”Tony went on his knees instantly, hands clasped together as he began to plead. “Please, I really need the money. I swear I’m going to find those men.”“Tha

MarcelloI faced the wall resting my face in my hands, my head bowed, and I was deep in my thoughts. I thought I’d experienced hurt when my parents died in that fire, or when my sister almost lost her life. But hearing that my best friend ratted me out to my rival broke something in me.Slowly, I turned, staring him straight in the face, he couldn’t bear to make eye contact with me. He looked guilty as hell, like someone who’d just been caught stealing. “Leave us, Adri,” I said, Adrianna sniffed, moving towards me, trying to hold me, I raised a hand. “Stop! Just go to your room, I need to speak to Luca. Alone.” I emphasized the ‘Alone’ because I didn’t want my sister to witness what was going to happen next. She nodded, “Sure, I’ll let y’all talk, but please, Marcello, I'm sure he had his reasons.”I didn’t respond, didn’t even look at her, I heard her brush past me locking the door softly behind her and immediately I lunged towards Marcello grabbing him by the collar. “How dare yo

Marcello.For hours I couldn’t bring my mind to rest. A mafia lord like me shouldn’t be bothered about a woman. For all I know the baby might not be mine. I stood right in front of the mirror, my hands gripping the sink. I washed my face with warm water first, then applied shaving cream and spread it all over my beard before letting the blade glide down.I thought about what Adrianna said, she was right. Gabriella was once part of my family. I’d married her even though it meant nothing to me.Blood trickled down the sink, “Shit!” I’d cut myself again. But this time, the blood didn’t stop; instead, it multiplied, overflowing until it spilled onto the ground.I heard someone bang the door and I blinked twice. It was just water. I shut the tap, rinsing my chin and dabbing it with a towel. I tied a velvet towel around my waist and walked to the door. It was one of my guards at the door.“What do you want?”I asked, the last thing I needed was anyone reporting bad news to me. I didn’t wa

MarcelloBy the time I arrived, the building was already in flames. They say the best survival skill is knowing when to turn and flee.But my legs didn’t stop running into the danger that glared back at me. After so much hassle, I was finally inside. The air was filled with smoke yet I could hear Gabriella coughing. When the fog cleared I saw her chained to a chair, helpless, and it felt like Adrianna all over again. At least it wasn't a bomb this time. “Hold on, I’d get you out of here.”I rushed over to her but she screamed.“Watch out, Marcello!”It was too late, I was hit by something hard and I fell into unconsciousness.The next thing I saw when I woke up was Gabriella’s teary face. Her face lit up when she realised I was awake. But something was wrong.“Thank God, you’re alive, I thought he killed you.”I tried to move but I was bound by something hot, I stared down at my chains to see the numerous chains circling my chest as if I were some werewolf they were trying to hold