All Chapters of Sold To Mafia King: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The tunnel trembled one final time before Dante led everyone toward the emergency exit.Dust filled the air.Broken concrete littered the floor.The underground facility that had hidden secrets for decades was finally collapsing into its own grave.Perhaps it was fitting.Some truths deserved to be buried.Others deserved to be exposed.Tonight, they had found both.Aruna walked beside Dante in silence.Her mind replayed everything Lucien had revealed.Genesis.The experiments.Her mother's investigation.The Moretti Syndicate.Murder.Lies.Years of suffering orchestrated by people who had never even met her.People who had decided her life was expendable.The realization made her stomach twist.Dante noticed immediately."You haven't spoken."Aruna exhaled slowly."I'm trying to understand.""Understand what?"She looked at him."How many lives were destroyed because powerful people wanted more power."Dante's expression darkened."More than we'll ever know."Nobody argued.Because

The mansion was unusually quiet that night.Not because people were resting.No one was.Every guard was on alert.Every camera was monitored.Every entrance was secured.Tomorrow's meeting with Salvatore Moretti had transformed the atmosphere inside Dante's estate into something tense and dangerous.Because everyone understood the same thing.The invitation wasn't a request.It was a move.The first move in a war that had finally stepped into the open.Aruna sat alone in her room, staring at the letter for what felt like the hundredth time.Come alone.The words irritated her.Not because she intended to obey them.But because they revealed exactly what kind of man Salvatore Moretti was.A man accustomed to control.A man who expected obedience.A man who believed he could summon people whenever he wished.The thought made her angry.The door opened.Dante entered without knocking.At this point, neither of them seemed to care anymore.His eyes immediately found the letter in her han

The harbor had become a battlefield.Gunfire echoed across the rain-soaked docks.Black-clad attackers continued advancing from every direction while Dante's men fought to hold the perimeter.Inside the restaurant kitchen, the atmosphere was just as tense.Orion sat against a steel counter while one of Dante's guards applied pressure to his wound.Blood still stained his shirt.Too much blood.But thankfully not enough to kill him.Yet.Aruna knelt beside him."Stay awake."Orion managed a weak smile."You always were bossy."Despite everything, she almost laughed.Almost.The situation was too dangerous for laughter.Too dangerous for comfort.Too dangerous for hope.Dante stood nearby, listening to radio reports from his men.Every update sounded worse than the last."East side breached.""Three casualties.""Additional boats approaching.""Enemy numbers increasing."Dante ended the transmission.His expression remained unreadable.But Aruna knew him well enough now.He was furious.

Nobody spoke.The rain continued falling around the playground, but the world seemed frozen.Vincent Ravelino.The name lingered in the air like poison.Aruna could barely breathe.Her fingers tightened around the letter as she slowly turned toward Dante.He hadn't moved.Not even an inch.His face was expressionless.Too expressionless.That frightened her more than anger ever could.Because Dante wasn't the kind of man who hid emotions.When he was angry, people knew.When he was dangerous, everyone felt it.But this—This silence was something else.Something deeper.Something darker.Marco was the first to break."Tell me this is some kind of mistake."No one answered."Seriously."His voice rose."Someone tell me this letter is wrong."Still silence.Orion stared at Dante.Watching carefully.Calculating.For the first time since they had met, there was no rivalry in his eyes.Only concern.Because regardless of their differences, nobody deserved to discover that their father mig

The rain continued to fall.Heavy.Cold.Merciless.Yet nobody seemed to notice anymore.Not after what Antonio Moretti had just said."Your father wasn't running from the Circle.""He was trying to destroy it."The words lingered in the air like a curse.Or a promise.Dante stared at Antonio without blinking.Without moving.Without speaking.Which was somehow more dangerous than anger.Antonio noticed it.Everyone did.Because when Dante exploded, at least people knew what was coming.But when he became silent...Nobody knew what happened next.Finally, Dante spoke."You're lying."Antonio smiled faintly."I knew you'd say that.""Because it's convenient."Dante stepped forward."The dead man suddenly becomes a hero."Another step."The villain becomes a victim."Another."And somehow everyone is supposed to believe it."Antonio didn't retreat.Didn't flinch.Didn't even glance at the weapons pointed toward him.Instead, he reached into his coat.Instantly dozens of guns were raised