All Chapters of Sold to the Mafia king : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21: Damage without fingerprints

Lina’s POV The house woke before the sun did today. I knew something was wrong before anyone said it. Footsteps were faster. Voices were lower. Doors opened and shut with purpose instead of leisure. The air didn’t feel heavy anymore, it felt charged. The day had run by faster, same routines. The absence of Bella was far felt by not just me but the household. Her thoughts always ran through my mind. The man I had seen in the shadows didn't come by today. I left my room to go for a quick walk since I can't do anything else. I had just stepped into the corridor when Damien rounded the corner, already dressed, already on the phone. “No, shut it down for the evening,” he snapped quietly. “I don’t care how much it costs, just do it.” He hung up and nearly ran into me. His eyes flicked over me once, assessing, then past me, like I was part of the wall. “You’re still moving.” “So is everyone else,” I said. “Who’s bleeding?” His jaw tightened. “Stay near the east wing tonight.” “That ba

Chapter 22: Blinded

Lina’s POV Darkness swallowed the hallway completely. For half a second, no one moved, everyone became still, even the air. Suddenly everything exploded. “Backup power, now!” someone shouted. Boots thundered across marble. Radios crackled. The emergency lights flickered on in strips of dull red along the floor, turning everyone into moving shadows. Carlino didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t need to. “West wing,” he said, already walking. Fast. Controlled. Deadly calm. Damien fell into step beside him, barking orders into his phone. “Seal external exits. Nobody in or out. I want eyes on every camera feed we still have.” “I thought this house was a fortress, like you all claimed,” I muttered, keeping pace. Carlino didn’t look at me. “It is.” “Then someone just walked through your walls.” His jaw tightened, but he didn’t slow down. We turned the corner toward the west corridor, my corridor. Two guards were already there, guns drawn, sweeping the hallway. “Report,” Carlino ordered

Chapter 23: Already inside

Carlino’s POV Blind. That was the word that stayed in my head as the screens went dark. Not attacked. Not threatened. Blind. The operations room had a handful of people, but the silence made it feel empty. Phones had no signal. Feeds were gone. Every system we trusted had vanished in under thirty seconds. Someone in the back cursed under their breath. “Switch to analog,” I said. My voice sounded calm, which helped. “Runners, radios, physical confirmation. Now.” Chairs scraped. Orders flew. People moved fast because standing still meant thinking, and thinking meant realizing how exposed we were. Lina stood near the end of the table, arms crossed, watching me instead of the chaos. “You always look this relaxed during disasters?” she asked. “Only when it’s planned,” I replied. Her brow lifted slightly. “This doesn’t feel like your plan.” “It isn’t,” I said. “But panic never helped anyone win.” Damien’s voice crackled faintly through a backup shortwave unit someone had dug out

Chapter 24: This is what you built

Carlino’s POV The second explosion didn’t come. That was worse. Smoke drifted faintly past the tall windows at the end of the corridor, gray against the night. Not thick. Not destructive. Controlled. A message, not an attack. He was showing me he could reach us. “Status!” I barked as we moved fast through the hall. “Perimeter breach confirmed!” a guard shouted from the stairwell. “West wing cameras are down again — total blackout.” Of course they were. Lina was already ahead of two armed men, heading toward her corridor. I caught her arm. “Don’t,” I said. Her eyes flashed. “That’s my wing.” “That’s exactly why you’re not going.” “I’m not hiding while someone walks through our house.” “Our house?” I repeated, low and sharp. “This isn’t pride, Lina. This is strategy.” She didn’t pull away, but she didn’t soften either. “If he’s here for me, running won’t stop him.” “He’s not here for you,” I said. “He’s here for me. You’re just a leverage.” A beat of silence. She hated th

Chapter 25: When loyalty breaks

Carlino’s POV The lights didn’t come back for an hour. Backup generators should’ve kicked in within ten seconds after the blackout. It had been an hour. Smoke drifted past the shattered upper windows, thinner now, but the air still carried that burnt-metal bite of explosives. Radios were dead. Cameras blind. Half my security grid had just been turned into decoration. And somewhere out there in the dark— Kailen was still inside my world. “Manual relays,” I ordered, already moving down the corridor. “Old system. Hard lines only.” “On it,” Luca said, jogging beside me. Boots pounded behind us. Alpha team. Delta splitting toward the south wing. No one spoke unless it mattered. The estate felt too big without power — hallways stretching into black, every doorway a possible threat. A door ahead creaked. Guns came up. “Hold,” I said quietly. Ruggero edged forward and pushed it open. Empty study. The window smashed inward. Cold night air rolled in. “He exited here,” Ruggero mutter

Chapter 26: Blood doesn't mean loyalty

Carlino’s POV By the time we sealed the estate, I trusted no one. Not the guards on the gates. Not the men in the control room. Not even the ones who had bled for me before. Damien’s absence sat in the air like smoke you couldn’t see but still inhaled and tasted. “Lock internal comms to close the loop,” I told Niel as we walked. “No outgoing signals without my word.” “You think he left backdoors?” Niel asked. “I think he stood beside me for eight years while hiding the truth.” My jaw tightened. We turned down the private corridor that led to the older wing of the house, the part built before the expansion, before the empire got bigger than the walls that held it. Before my father handed me the throne. Two guards stood outside his study. They looked nervous. Good. “Anyone that has gone in?” I asked. “No, boss,” one said quickly. “Just your father. He has been there since he and Donna left site B.” They didn’t hesitate. I pushed the door open without knocking. My father sat b

Chapter 27: The weight of my name

Carlino’s POV The drive to the warehouse was quiet. Not the relaxed kind of quiet but the kind where everyone is thinking the same thing and no one wants to say it first. Damien built that place with me. Every blind spot. Every reinforced panel. Every fall back exit. If this was a trap, it was one designed by a man who knew exactly how I moved when I felt cornered. Luca’s voice came through the comms. “Two minutes out. Perimeter scan shows no visible guards.” “Thermal?” I asked. “Minimal. Could be cleared out. Could be insulated.” Could be waiting. I glanced at Lina in the seat beside me. Vest on. Jaw set. Eyes forward. “You still have time to stay in the car,” I said. She didn’t look at me. “Stop offering exits like I’m a guest here.” “You are.” “No, you made sure to remind me of this,” she said calmly. I didn’t argue. The convoy rolled to a stop a block away. Engines cut. The doors opened softly. “Standard split,” I ordered. “No heroics, we go slow.” We moved in on foo

Chapter 28: Confession

Lina’s POV The drive back to the estate was completely silent. Carlino sat beside me, still and unreadable. Cold. Numb. His eyes were fixed on nothing, like the world outside the window no longer existed. I’d had my chance to leave. To escape this hellhole. To walk away from his crumbling, rotting world. But I didn’t take it. I couldn’t. Something pulled me back to him. To this life. I didn’t have a name for it, but whatever it was, it was strong enough to keep me bound. I turned my head, studying his face. Dark circles shadowed his eyes. His hair was disheveled, completely out of place. His jaw was tight, his expression carved from stone. Why was I looking at him this closely? I had no answer for that either. I didn’t know how he was still sitting this straight after everything that had happened in just a few days. Billions of euros lost. His most trusted right-hand man betrays him to stand beside his enemy. His empire fracturing right beneath his feet, power slipping through

Chapter 29: Lines I will not cross

Lina’s POV Carlino was still resting against me when I finally spoke. “You don’t get to decide that.” His eyes lifted slowly. Calm. Certain. Like the world outside wasn’t crumbling piece by piece. “I already did,” he said. I pushed his shoulder and stood. “That’s exactly the problem.” He sat up, glass loose in his hand. “Lina—” “No.” I stepped back before he could touch me. “You don’t get to talk like I’m something you claimed in a war. Oh… how could I forget that you bought me.” His jaw tightened. “You think that’s what this is?” “I think you’re used to owning everything you want. You take them either by hook or by crook.” That hit. I saw it — not anger. Something quieter. Something bruised. I’m glad it did. Because loving the wrong man once had already wrecked me. It was what led me to this hellhole and I was still carrying the damage, even if no one else could see it. “You might not be a prison,” I said, voice steady. “But you’re not freedom either.” The radio crackled. “

Chapter 30: Shield and cage

Lina’s POV The new house had no echo. That was the first thing I noticed the morning after we arrived. No long marble corridors swallowing footsteps. No distant voices carried through chandeliers and stone. Just quiet walls, soft lighting, and the faint hum of security systems hidden behind clean architecture. It felt less like a palace. I stood close to the kitchen island, watching Bella argue with a coffee machine like it had personally offended her. “This thing has too many buttons,” she muttered. “It’s smarter than the old one,” I said. She pressed something. The machine hissed angrily. “I don’t need my coffee to connect to satellites,” she shot back. I almost smiled. Footsteps entered the space. Not hurriedly. Not heavy. It was just controlled and calm. Carlino. Bella straightened instantly. “Signor.” He gave a brief nod. His eyes moved once around the kitchen — exits, windows, reflections in metal surfaces. Always calculating. Always aware. Then they landed on me.

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