All Chapters of Sold To The Mafia Heir : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ava’s pov I heard footsteps approaching us. I tried to hold my breath because of the stench from the hug trash bin.“I know you are right there” a male voice said in a song song as his voice echoed in the alley. Bang.Oh God please save me. I don’t want to die here.He shot into the air. A sound wanted to leave my lips. The guard covers my mouth with his hands. The driver shift to his side and shoots and the man shoots back. The driver body goes limp.The man comes around the corner and pulls the trigger. Bang The guard falls to his side with blood spilling from his head. The man motions to me to keep shut and come out. I managed to crawl out of the corner. He pulls my hair and jerks my head up and toss me to the wall and pulls out his phone,“C’mon bitch, this would look good on the news.”He grabbed my hair after taking the pictures.“ow” I cried trying to losing his grips by trying to turn my neck but his grip tightened. “you will take me to the brothel he got you from”“I

Ethan POV“what in the bloody name of God? Ethan come!”I took a swig out of my bottle and walked up to the door. There stood my very stupid sister, Ava Sinclair, looking all primped and clean. Her clothes did not look like what we get at the little stores in the corner. Her perfume flooded the room.“Became his hoe, did you?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.Because that is the only reason Lorenzo would let her ride his car and spend his money. I am glad she could at least do something with that brain of hers. But why the fuck is she here?“where is our mother?”The audacity she has.“our mother, I blurted out, shut the hell up! You don’t deserve to call her that now hoe!”My mum hate the mafia. And if she should know what we did to Ava and how Ava works for them. She would give up the ghost."Having the best time mourning my death? Where is our mother?"Wow, she has gotten better with slap-backs. "Look, Ethan, she's even got one of the Valenti to escort her. Bloody hoe." Marco pointed

Lorenzo POVI saw two shadows at the corner of the hallway of the VIP ward. Then detective peters steps out. But the second person doesn’t come out.Dirty cop“detective peters?”, he freezes at the sound of his name.“lorenzo, what brings you here?” , he fakes a smile.I should be the one asking questions. Peters should really know his place.“i needed a stitch”“careful with the stitches, you don’t want to end looking like frankestein”Huh, Dry jokes. look who is calling me a puppet?Detective peters rubbing his chin and staring at the space around him.“it seems the hospital is thriving” he said.“well as you can see”, I shrugged looking around for the second person.“i will be leaving now” he gestured to the elevator, the doors chiming open.“Follow that scarecrow.” I whispered to one of my men.My phone vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out“hello”“this is the morgue department. We have Julio’s body. You get five minute with him”“thank you”The call drops. I take a deep breathe.

How do I tell salvo that Julio is dead? I bit my lips as I stared at Isabella in her ward and Ava in hers too.This happened because of Julio. I wonder how salvo would feel when he hears his son is dead. I had tried to keep him in touch by sending him pictures of Julio every year since the day my dad died.I promised him to keep Julio alive.I squeezed my mobile phone in my hands, walking into Ava's room. She turned and looked at me.“I'm sorry” she whispered“I thought you were asleep.”“i’m so sorry for being a bitch.”“cursing doesn’t look good on you”“thank you for the therapist. Thank you for everything.”I smiled.“you are not as bad as they say. You know.”I tilted my head. “huh, how bad??”“well, mafia and tough goes together perfectly.”“I could be worse”“how worse??”Shit, she doing that thing again with her eyes. “er hmm, just relax and do as the doctor tells you “ I walked towards the door.“I thought you wanted to stay”“well, I just wanted to check on you and it se

Ava’s pov“You don’t think she is the other girl that died”“she has a striking resemblance to her but she is different.”“how? They are both brunette and have brown eyes”“They are not the same”After five days in the hospital. I was discharged by the doctor and Elena brought me home. Lorenzo rarely left his study since he got back from the hospital too. And when he left, he wouldn’t be back till the next day.I was tired of sitting in my room and surfing the internet.I came out of my room and walked into the kitchen. I saw Elena and the bald butler talking and I stood quietly by the counter.Who are they talking about? Is about me or some other girl? “what girl??” I asked smiling“you shouldn’t be here, Elena said pushing the bald butler along, you should be in your room”“Well, good morning and thank you for breakfast”“anything else” she polishes the silver in front of her.“would you mind if I help you with some of the chores”“sire, would be mad?” I can’t stay idle. I need