All Chapters of Sold Bride Of The Mafia Lord: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

57 Chapters

CHAPTER ONE

ANGELA: "Stop the car!" I yelled as my elder sister, Isabella Moraga, drove down the wrong path. "Oh, Angela! Do you think I would allow Richard to choose you over me? You are leaving this city and never coming back after I sell you off," Isabella yelled furiously. "Isabella, you are making a mistake. Richard and I are not dating. He was only staring at me—please, don't do this," I cried, tied up in the back seat of her car. How did I end up here? It was on a Saturday evening. Isabella had invited me to her boyfriend Richard Henshaw’s birthday party at the club. When we arrived, Richard kept looking at me instead of my sister. Isabella was 21, a partygoer, and we were alike in looks and stature—but she was my elder sister. I saw the angry look on Isabella’s face, and I wasn’t happy about it. She loved Richard Henshaw, who was from a wealthy mafia family, but she failed to understand that I would never betray her. Isabella and I shared the same parents, but she was older. I nev

CHAPTER TWO

RICHARD: In the dark realm auction, I sat in the audience with my father when my gaze fell on the six beautiful women displayed on the stage. Yet, I recognized her eyes—the same blue eyes of the pretty young woman Isabella brought to my 24th birthday party at my clubhouse. How was this possible? I had only come to the auction because my father wanted me to observe the bidding tonight. But when I saw those pretty blue eyes, I couldn’t look away. I sensed her innocence and felt an urge to protect her. "Richard, do you wish to buy any of the women tonight? You could take one as a birthday gift," my father, Mr. Wesley Henshaw, said. "Dad…" I grumbled, looking at the women lined up on the stage to be sold. None of them caught my eye except Angela. I waited for her turn to be auctioned. I knew she was mine the moment I saw her. She was beautiful, with long blonde hair and a pretty oval face. "Richard," my father called again, snapping me out of my trance. "Dad, I’ll decide if I se

CHAPTER THREE

ANGELA: After I was sold for 50 million dollars, I fainted. When I awoke, I was shocked to find my head resting on someone’s thigh. My blue eyes fluttered open as I remembered Isabella’s words—that I would be sold as a sex slave to a mafia boss. I was terrified, thinking I had already been taken against my will. Then my eyes landed on him: my elder sister’s boyfriend. How was this possible? Richard peered at me calmly, his gaze steady as his thin lips pressed into a firm line. He offered no explanation. I glanced down and was relieved to see I still wore my blue dress. But how did I end up in a car with him? How was I in the same car as Richard Henshaw? Was he the one who had purchased me? “Please, stop the car. Let me go home, please,” I begged, but the driver didn’t slow down. It was as if my words fell on deaf ears. Am I a ghost? Was I killed? I touched my leg and pinched myself, wincing at the pain. Richard quickly grabbed my hand. “What are you doing, trying to hurt yo

CHAPTER FOUR

ANGELA: As we stepped into the living room, I stopped and asked the muscular man, “Excuse me, who owns this house?” “Mr. Richard,” he replied tensely. I looked toward the stairs where Richard was striding, and saw him glaring at the driver with bloodshot eyes. “Get out, Derek!” Richard barked, and the driver quickly hurried away. I gritted my teeth, wondering how I ended up with my elder sister’s boyfriend. “Master Richard, please let me go home,” I said, trying to negotiate with him. I knew it was futile to reason with this man, and I blamed myself for accompanying Isabella to his birthday party. “Don’t call me that,” Richard grunted, glaring back at me. “Huh? What should I call you then? My sister’s boyfriend?” I asked, and his eyes narrowed. Richard came back downstairs and strode toward me. The next moment, he stood in front of me, his firm hands clasping around my neck. “You’re so stubborn—unlike the calm woman I saw at my birthday. What happened? Do you want to be pun

CHAPTER FIVE

ANGELA: I sat tensely in the chair as Agnes prepared her tattoo equipment to brand my fair skin with Richard’s name. I had never imagined a day like this would come. How did I end up like this? In just one day—one night—I was sold off to my elder sister’s boyfriend. Tears welled in my blue eyes, but Agnes didn’t say a word to me. She was focused on her work, as though making a mistake would cost her life. “You don’t have to cry. Master Richard has never allowed anyone to wear his brand before,” Agnes said, keeping her gaze fixed on my chest. I winced as the cold needle pierced my skin, etching *Richard Henshaw* onto my fair skin. Once Agnes was done, she smiled and stepped back. “Take a look,” she said. The room was lit with bright white light. As I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, I was stunned to see Richard’s name written in italic font across my chest. “Do you love it? Would you like anything added?” Agnes asked, grinning widely. “No, I’m fine,” I replied coldly,

Chapter 6: The Refusal

Angela's POV "I will never agree to sleep with you if you are still in a relationship with my elder sister," I told Richard through clenched teeth as I stood up from the chair. "We shall see about that. Take care, Mr. Moraga. I just decided to contact you to let you know that I have your second daughter with me," Richard said, still on the phone call with my father. "Please, Richard. Let’s reconsider this offer. Angela has big dreams to become a medical doctor. She cannot become a sex slave, please. There are tons of young women out there without ambition. Not my second daughter, please." My father begged, and Richard replied, "Don’t worry. I will take care of it." The call ended, and Richard kept his phone back into his trouser pocket and peered at me. "Where do you stop?" he asked, taking a closer step to meet me. "Stay away from me! If you dare to come closer to me, I will scream," I said, and he laughed. "Go on! It seems like you forget whose house you are in. You are in my

Chapter 7: Taken To A Room

Richard's POV After my call with Isabella ended, I made a contact to Madonna Kai to take care of Angela. I knew that I didn’t have the time to show Angela around my mansion. I live in a duplex with my men, but they have their own security house that is next to my gate. No one goes in or out without my permission. Though I frequently visit my father’s house if he wants me home, after I clocked 22 years old, I bought this duplex and made a move to live here after my graduation from Top Hills University. I knew if I spent more time with Angela Moraga, I would desire to touch her. My hands long to have a feel of her body, just as warm as her blonde locks were. As I stood in my sitting room, Madonna stepped out of the balcony and informed me, "I have shown her to the guest room, sir." "Which of the guest rooms?" I asked, my voice calm and my gaze fixed on Madonna’s face. I knew that I had some guest rooms upstairs, but those were for my family members. "The one on the first floor," s

Chapter 8: The Call

Richard's POV It was past midnight, and someone dared to call me at this hour. When I picked up the phone, my father’s name flashed on the screen. "Dad," I said. "Richard, how was your gift? I am still bothered because you didn’t take her to the harem for proper training. You should know that the majority of those young women sold are either cruel or up to a target for allowing themselves to be used. So proper training is required to train them on how to please a man." "Dad, I do not have any interest in training her," I replied, reclining in my office seat as I ran a hand through my black short hair. "Richard!" Dad snapped, his voice loud and clear. "I am sending Aaron tomorrow to come and take her for the training. It’s important and for your safety too," he said, his voice firm and not giving me a chance to decline. "Fine, do as you please…" I replied, and he agreed. "Alright. It’s only a lecture and not like she is going to be used. It will help her to understand the master-

Chapter 9: Father's Threat

Isabella's POV "Isla, I thought you attended the Dark Realm Auction tonight?" I asked, knowing it was Saturday night. "No. I didn’t attend it. Why should I attend it? I do not have anything to sell, and also, my Dad or my boyfriend didn’t invite me," Isla replied, and I knew that getting an invitation or ticket into the auction was strict. Only men were permitted entry, while women were up for grabs as goods to be sold. "That’s fine. But I was asking because I already sold off Angela." "What?" Isla gasped, surprise laced in her tone. "You are not joking, right?" she asked, doubt laced in her voice. "No, how can I lie with such news. I sold Angela off. I just cannot stand seeing her in this house. She stole everything from me: our parents’ love, care, the boys admire her in college. What more? All the things that I desire to have, she has in quantum. She is beautiful, alluring… I contacted Morgan, and he helped me sell her off." I admitted, not feeling any regret. "But Angela is

Chapter 10: The Karma

Isabella's POV "Dad is lying? Richard isn’t the one who bought Angela," I murmured, refusing to believe what my father said. How is that possible? How can Richard Henshaw be the one who bought my sister? My hand trembled, anxiety coursed through my veins as I phoned Richard back. "Hello," Richard’s deep voice hit my eardrum, calm and soothing as always and making me wet. "Richard, are you the one who bought my sister?" I asked with a trembling voice. The call went silent, until Richard’s tone shifted to one of resentment, confirming to me that he was the one who had bought Angela. I couldn’t believe my ears as Richard said, "Tell me, why did you put your sister up for sale? You didn’t think that I would visit the Dark Realm Auction tonight, did you?" "No, I…" I was lost for words to explain. "Tell me why you sold your sister. You signed the consent form and sold her against her will, didn’t you?" Richard queried me, and I couldn’t believe he was ready to splash 50 million dolla

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