All Chapters of Not Yours To Claim, My Mafia Ex: Chapter 451 - Chapter 460

Laura walked into the visiting room, her eyes instantly landing on the figure waiting on the other side of the glass partition. The man was dressed entirely in black joggers and a heavy black hoodie, his face concealed behind a black mask.She frowned in confusion, but the height and the broad set of his shoulders were unmistakable.“Reid?” she called out, her voice laced with uncertainty.The man reached up, pulling the mask down around his neck, though he kept the hood drawn low to shadow his face.“Laura,” he murmured, his voice rough and quiet as he leaned to the metal slot. Laura let out a dry, humorless laugh. “Finally decided to show your face?” she mocked, leaning toward the glass. “I figured you’d stay in hiding forever.”Reid exhaled a heavy breath, his eyes darting toward the guard at the door before snapping back to her. “You know how hot the streets are right now. Coming here was a massive risk. Every family in the city wants my head on a spike.”Laura pressed closer to t

Lucy’s mouth fell open, and she immediately went on the defensive. “Okay, that is completely unfair, Rosa. I never teased you when you were literally wincing the morning after a night with your husband.”Rosa grinned, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Yeah, but I can, and I will.”“You are terrible,” Lucy pouted, which only made Rosa laugh harder.“Come on, give me some details about last night,” Rosa pressed, leaning in to tease her best friend even more.“Rosa, stop!” Lucy groaned, her face burning as the memories rushed back. She remembered exactly how Luca had taken her—and honestly, how much she had loved every single second of him wrecking her. The feeling was completely intoxicating. He had wanted her with zero inhibitions, no rules, and absolutely no limits. Just her body and him entirely taking control.“Oh my god, you are blushing so hard right now,” Rosa chuckled. She gave Lucy a knowing look and added, “Look, just take a half-day off and go back to your man. Clearly, he’s

"Rosie?" Luciano demanded, a flash of panic breaking through his eyes as his jaw twitched. There was no answer. She had completely blacked out. A dark, lethal rage washed over him. "Motherfucker," he growled into the empty room. "Tonio, you're dead." He ripped open his desk drawer, jammed his weapon into his holster, and immediately dialed the school. He didn't raise his voice, but the lethal edge in his tone made the men in his office instantly freeze. "Renzo’s been taken. Tonio turned," Luciano said to his men, his voice dropping to a terrifying whisper. "Lock down the city. Move." Kane, standing outside the office door, caught the urgency and snapped to attention, his voice laced with sudden panic. "Boss?" "Go to Renzo’s school," Luciano ordered sharply. "My wife is there. She might be unconscious." Kane scrambled out the door. The school line connected just as he left. Luciano spoke directly to the administration, his tone leaving no room for argument as he ordered the staff

Meanwhile, Kane grabbed a motorcycle instead of his car to reach Rosa as quickly as possible. On his command, several mafiosi followed closely behind him on bikes, while the rest took a car in case backup or extra transport was needed.Tearing through the traffic and blurring past speeding vehicles, Kane blew through every single traffic signal without stopping. When he finally skidded to a halt at the school, he found the staff had already carried an unconscious Rosa inside the building and were waiting for an ambulance to arrive.The teacher who had originally come outside to drop Renzo off had been terrified by the shootout, but she had sprung into action the moment she saw Rosa lose consciousness. Before Luciano’s call could even reach the administration, she had already helped move Rosa safely inside and dialed emergency services.Kane checked the two bodyguards, but they were already gone. Stifling a curse, he ordered his men to recover their bodies with respect before the author

The line went dead. Before Luca could even lower the phone, the factory erupted.Deafening gunfire ripped through the hollow space, wood splinters and rusted iron shattering all around him. Luca dived at lightning speed, throwing his body behind a massive piece of decaying machinery. His chest heaved as bullets slammed into the metal shield, rings of sparks flying over his head. The echoes made it impossible to pinpoint the shooters—the muzzle flashes were coming from everywhere.He leaned out, snapped off three blind shots, and watched a man drop from a gantry above. “Fuck. Bastard really set me up,” Luca hissed through gritted teeth.Going in alone had been the play to keep Marco from getting suspicious before the Don and the rest of the family could track Renzo down. The realization that he’d walked into a meat grinder burned in his gut, but a grim wave of relief washed over him—at least the Boss hadn't walked into this trap. The Don was safe, and Renzo still had a chance.But Luca