All Chapters of Sold to the Mafia king : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Carlino’s POVNiel peeled off at the end of the corridor without another word.He had his orders.Now I had mine.The Black Chamber doors loomed ahead—thick steel, soundproof, the kind built for conversations that never left the room.Two of my men followed behind me, silent as a shadow. I pushed the door open. The room smelled faintly of metal and antiseptic. Three chairs. Three traitors. Chains bolted to the floor.Marcio. Chris. Elara.Their heads were lowered when I stepped inside. Whether from exhaustion or calculation, I didn’t care.The door shut behind me with a dull thud. The sound echoed. Their heads jerked up almost instantly.Fear moved through two of them like electricity.Chris flinched.Elara’s eyes widened.Marcio didn’t move.He sat there with the same indifferent expression he’d worn since the first hour of interrogation, as if this entire situation bored him.I walked forward slowly. Boots clicking against concrete. No hurry. No wasted motion. I stopped a few feet i

Lina’s POVThe chaos inside the estate only grew louder the farther we moved through the halls. Gunfire echoed from somewhere beyond the walls. Men shouted orders. Boots pounded against marble floors. The entire place had turned into a living warzone within minutes.Kailen stopped abruptly at the end of the corridor.Damien had just returned with a rifle slung across his back, his expression hard and unreadable. Kailen’s gaze shifted between the two of us, calculating.“Take her,” he said suddenly.My head snapped toward him. “Excuse me?”He ignored my tone completely and addressed Damien instead.“Take her through the forest route,” Kailen continued. “There’s a secondary hideout past the ridge. No one knows about it except my inner circle.”Damien frowned slightly. “You’re not coming?”“No,” Kailen’s eyes darkened. “I’m going to greet our guest.”Even Damien paused at that. “You’re going to face Carlino alone?”Kailen’s mouth curved into something dangerous. “He didn’t come all this

Lina’s POVThe moment I saw Kailen, my heart began racing so violently it felt like it might rip through my chest.His presence alone had always carried a certain weight—something cold and suffocating—but standing there now in the dim pre-dawn light, that feeling sharpened into something far worse.Fear.Raw and immediate.His gaze settled on me like the edge of a blade.For a second I couldn’t breathe.His earlier words echoed in my head, heavy and threatening, like a sword pressing against my throat.I instinctively looked at Pathy beside me.For the first time since she had walked into my room hours ago, I saw something crack through the calm mask she wore.Panic.It flashed in her eyes—quick, sharp, almost invisible—but it was there.Yet her posture remained composed, shoulders straight, expression controlled as if nothing about this situation surprised her.How c

Lina’s POVThe room changed the moment the preparations began.No one spoke at first. The silence thickened, stretching across the space like a heavy curtain. The only sounds came from movement—boots scraping against the concrete floor, the dull rattle of chains being dragged closer, metal clinking softly as tools were laid out on a narrow table near the wall.Every small noise felt louder than it should have. My chest tightened as I watched them work.One man rolled a tray closer to the center of the room. Another adjusted the ropes binding the old man to the chair. A third opened a metal case, the hinges creaking softly before revealing rows of cold instruments that glinted faintly in the daylight.My heart slammed violently against my ribs.But the thing that terrified me the most… wasn’t what they were preparing.It was him.Silvio Lacentra. He sat perfectly still in the chair.His back remained straight, shoulders squared despite the restraints biting into his wrists. His silver

Carlino’s POVThe house felt different when I returned. Not quieter. It felt heavier. Like something unseen had settled into the walls. Father and Lina were both gone. Not as if father stayed at home all the time, but tonight? His absence inside this house was louder than ever.I didn’t remove the blood from my hands when I walked in. Let the men see it. Let them understand exactly what kind of night it had been.Niel followed a step behind me, silently — he knew better than to say a word.I didn’t stop until I reached the study. The door shut behind us with a dull click, sealing the world out. For a moment, I just stood there, staring at nothing.Then I exhaled. Slowly.“Kailen,” I said, more to myself than to him.It had always been Kailen. No other man would dare to go to war against me. This wasn’t chaos. It wasn’t desperation.It was a strategy.“He didn’t take my father to run,” I continued, my voice low. “He took him to break me.”Niel didn’t interrupt.I walked around the desk