All Chapters of Sold to the Mafia king : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Chapter 101: You don't get answers

Carlino's POV The word hit harder than anything I’d ever felt. But not in the way he expected. Confusion never came. There wasn’t even an immediate response. Just… stillness. Because that didn’t make sense. Not even slightly. Traitor? To him? Impossible. I had never thought of betraying him, let alone acting on such thoughts. Never once. I never turned my back on Malder. Neither in childhood, nor in blood, nor in loyalty. We didn’t operate like that. We stood on the same side. Always. Nothing had ever fractured between us. So what was he talking about? My gaze hardened slightly. “Careful,” I said quietly. “You’re starting to sound insane.” His eyes darkened further. “Insane?” he repeated, almost laughing again. “You really want to play that game?” I stayed silent. Because I wasn’t playing anything. I was waiting. Watching. Calculating. “Say it clearly,” I continued. “Because from where I’m standing, you’re the one who supposedly burned alive in that warehouse fire. You’re the

Chapter 102: Brother turned enemy

Carlino’s POV Malder stood there, studying me like I was something he had already condemned and buried. Then he spoke. “You think you’re powerful now, right?” His voice was calm, though something heavier lurked beneath it. “Mafia king. The man whose words stand above all. The untouchable Carlino Lacentra.” I gave no reaction as he took another step closer. “You finally followed Silvio’s filthy path.” That made my jaw tighten. Subtly. But enough. Confusion didn’t strike like panic, it came measured. Because nothing he was saying aligned with reality. We had wanted the same thing. Not this. “Speak clearly,” I said, voice low and even. “What exactly are you trying to say, Malder?” He simply stared at me. The burst of a maniacal laughter cut the silence. There was no amusement in it. It came out jagged. Unhinged. Like I had just uttered the most absurd thing imaginable. The sound echoed through the empty space. But it died instantly. His expression shifted. Rage flooded in, raw

Chapter 103: The curse of the crown

Carlino’s POV When his hands reached his waist, I expected him to pull a gun, but he didn’t. The sharp hiss of leather cut through the silence as he ripped his belt out. The silver buckle caught the dim light for a split second before it came flying at my face. I moved. My hand shot up, catching the belt inches before it struck. The force ran through my arm, steady and alive, connecting me directly to him. I didn’t pull away. I held it there, tight between us, my eyes locked onto his. “Is this how it ends, Malder?” My voice came out low, rough. “Like this? After everything we bled for?” His jaw tightened, but he didn’t answer. His silence said more than words ever could. “Say something,” I pressed, my voice desperate, my grip tightening around the belt. “Or are you just going to swing and pretend it’s justice?” I have never been desperate before, that wasn't a skill I was trained to acquire. His lips curled slightly. “Justice?” he repeated, voice quiet. “You don’t even know wha

Chapter 104: The truth my body kept

Lina’s POV The walls of the bungalow felt unfamiliar. Not because they had changed. But because I had. Because I had stayed away for long. Every step I took inside that space felt like I was walking in someone else’s body, it felt too heavy, too slow, too distant. My limbs didn’t respond the way they should. My skin was pale, it felt… wrong. My head… worse. A dull ache lingered behind my eyes, pressing, throbbing, like something inside me was trying to claw its way out. I pressed my palm against the wall to steady myself. “Breathe. Just breathe, Lina,” I whispered to myself. The air smelled faintly the same, polished wood, clean linen, something deeper beneath it. Something I knew too well. Him. I swallowed hard and pushed forward, each step dragging me toward the bedroom as if something unseen was pulling me there. The moment I stepped inside, it hit me harder. That scent. His scent. It wrapped around me instantly, suffocating and comforting me all at once. My chest tightened

Chapter 105: The heartbeat I thought I lost

Lina’s POV “No… no, that’s not possible.” The words tore out of me before I even realized I was speaking. My fingers tightened around the edge of the sink, knuckles whitening as I stared at the small strip in my hand like it had betrayed me. This wasn’t right. It didn't feel real. My heart slammed violently against my ribs as I pushed myself away from the sink, my legs moving before my mind could catch up. The bathroom door flew open, and I stumbled out, breath uneven, chest rising and falling too fast. “Doctor—” My voice cracked. Both of them turned instantly. Bella stood near the window, but my eyes locked onto him. “I… how is this possible?” I demanded, my voice shaking despite how hard I tried to steady it. “I miscarried. I saw it—I felt it. So how am I still—how am I still pregnant?” My hands had gone cold. My entire body felt like it didn’t belong to me anymore. “Relax, Donna,” His voice didn’t rise. It didn’t rush. It stayed calm, too calm for the storm tearing through m

Chapter 106: It was always you

Lina’s POV The air in the room died the moment his lips hit mine. It was sudden, overwhelming, like he didn’t know how to come back to me any other way except like this. Desperate. Rough. A little unhinged. His mouth tasted faintly metallic, mixed with expensive bourbon and something darker I couldn’t quite place. His hand came up to my jaw, gripping tighter than necessary, forcing me to stay right there. Pinned in place. And for a second… I tried to fight, I really did. My palms pressed hard against his chest, it was the only thing that was stopping us from getting any closer, feeling the heat of him even through the fabric of his bloody shirt. I wanted to shove him away. I wanted to scream at him, for coming back like this, for still being the man who trapped me in a life I never chose. But then he groaned. Low. Rough. It dragged straight through me. And just like that… something in me broke. My hands didn’t push anymore. They curled into his jacket instead, gripping, pulling

Chapter 107: Love isn't enough

Lina’s POV Before I could utter a word, a sharp knock cut through the moment. It wasn’t soft nor was it patient. It sounded urgent, like whoever stood on the other side of that door wasn’t asking. Carlino stilled above me, his body going rigid for half a second before he exhaled slowly, like he was forcing himself back under control. “Stay,” he muttered, already pulling away. “It might be important.” Of course it was. It was always important. He got off the bed, dragging his pants on with quick, efficient movements, sparing me another glance before heading for the door. I pulled the sheet tighter around myself, my heart still pounding, my thoughts scattered, tangled. This was it. I was about to tell him. And now… now I was sitting here, naked under silk sheets, waiting. I heard the door open. A voice. Low. Familiar. Niel. I couldn’t hear everything they were saying. Just fragments. Muffled words. The kind of conversation that wasn’t meant to be overheard. But I didn’t need

Chapter 108: Safe, but shattered

Lina’s POV I didn’t leave Bella’s room. I just couldn't. After everything… I couldn’t bring myself to step out. The door felt like a line I wasn’t ready to cross again. Not if it meant seeing him. Bella had fallen asleep at some point beside me, her breathing soft and steady, like the world wasn’t breaking apart in pieces around us. I envied that. The way she could just… drift off. I couldn’t. Sleep didn’t come close. I laid there, staring at the ceiling, then the wall, then the darkness, turning from one side to another like maybe I’ll find a position that didn’t hurt so much. A position that didn't prick. But it didn’t exist. Everything inside me felt… tangled. Pain. Anger. Fear. Something hollow. I couldn’t even name it properly. My chest ached when I thought about leaving. But it also tightened when I imagined staying. Either way, it hurts so bad. I swallowed, my throat dry, my hand unconsciously moving to my stomach. My baby. That was the only thing that made sense. Tha

Chapter 109: No longer his Donna

Lina’s POV The ride back felt longer than it should have. Three hours, maybe a little more—but it stretched, dragged, like time itself didn’t want me to get there. Or maybe… I didn’t. The car hummed softly beneath us, tires rolling steadily over the road, cutting through the silence that had settled thick between me and Niel. We had never really talked before. Not once. Not beyond simple greetings or the occasional “Donna” that always felt too heavy, too binding. Like a title I never asked for but couldn’t shake off. Now, sitting in the back seat of his car, watching the world blur past the window, it felt… worse. It felt awkward, unnatural. Like we were two strangers forced into something neither of us wanted to acknowledge. The silence gnawed at me. It wasn’t peaceful. It wasn’t calm. It was loud. So loud it made my chest feel tight. I shifted slightly, my fingers curling against the fabric of my dress as I stared outside, watching trees, buildings, and empty roads pass by w

Chapter 110: I didn't come back alone

Lina’s POV For a couple of seconds, Mom didn’t move. She just stood there, staring at me like if she blinked, I would disappear. Like I wasn’t real. Then her hand flew to her mouth. “Lina…?” Her voice cracked around my name, fragile, trembling. And then— “MAVIEN!” she screamed over her shoulder, her voice breaking into something raw, something desperate, she still refused to take her eyes off me. “MAVIEN, COME HERE—NOW!” “I’m coming, I’m coming—what is it this time?” Dad’s voice floated from the kitchen, half-annoyed, half-distracted. “Why are you shouting like the house is on fi—” His words died the moment he stepped into view. The color drained from his face. His eyes locked on me, wide—too wide. Like he was looking at something impossible. Something that shouldn’t exist. For a heartbeat… neither of us spoke. “…Pumpkin?” he whispered. The name hit me harder than anything else. Mom didn’t wait another second. She rushed forward, grabbing my wrist like she needed to feel me,

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