All Chapters of When the Mafia Don Begs: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Jack ran out of the hotel, panting heavily, and stopped beside his boss.Ellis's jaw set into stone. Jake knew it was the look he wore right before he destroyed anyone who stood in his way."Check everything," Ellis ordered Jack. His voice carried a lethal promise, sharp enough to cut through the sirens. "Find out where they live. Find out who helped her. I want every single detail of their lives for the last six years."Jack nodded quickly, his face pale.Ellis stared straight at our disappearing convoy. His eyes were deadly. "Even if I have to go to war with all the states, I will drag my wife and my son back home."The next day, fifty black SUVs idled bumper-to-bumper outside the Merrick family's primary New York estate.Ellis sat in the back of his Maybach, staring at the towering iron gates. He had three hundred armed men waiting for his nod. He was ready to tear the metal apart. He would drag his wife and son out of that house tonight if he had to burn it down.His phone buzzed.

Selena POVThe weekend amusement park was a chaotic sea of bright balloons, loud music, and laughing families. The sweet smell of spun sugar and buttery popcorn filled the warm afternoon air.Victor stood patiently in the long line for the cotton candy stand, holding Oliver's small hand. My son looked up at him, chatting happily about the rollercoasters.I watched them from a nearby bench, rubbing my temples. A familiar, dull headache throbbed behind my eyes. Oliver was trying his hardest to play matchmaker. He desperately wanted Victor and me to be together.I rarely denied Oliver anything. Dr. Lawrence had warned me years ago about the severe consequences of his premature birth. Surviving the trauma of that bloody garage and the emergency surgery had left Oliver with fragile lungs and a highly vulnerable liver. A simple fever could land him in the ICU. To compensate for his physical struggles, I spoiled him. I gave him everything he asked for.That included going on dates with

Selena POVMy palm was sweating. I took a deep breath, locking my pride in a dark box. I pushed the door open.The room smelled of iodine and fresh gauze. Ellis sat on the edge of the hospital bed. He looked terrible. His face was the color of ash. A thick white bandage wrapped his right shoulder, a dark red stain already seeping through the center where the poisoned knife had pierced his flesh. He was hooked up to a heart monitor and an IV drip.He heard the door click. He looked up.His dark eyes locked onto my face. He saw my ruined, blood-stained dress. He saw my swollen eyes. The arrogant, untouchable Mafia Don looked at me, and a raw, agonizing pain fractured his expression.I didn't cry. I just stood straight and looked at the man I spent six years hating."How's Oliver? I didn't do it! I went there to take Victor down."He was begging me to listen, but I didn't give a damn anymore.I gave him the cold, desperate truth."Oliver's liver is failing," I said. My voice was hollo

The harsh lights of the operating room blinded him.Ellis lay flat on the stainless steel table. Nurses rushed around him, preparing trays of surgical instruments. Dr. Lawrence stood by his side, holding a syringe filled with heavy anesthesia."Don Winston, I am going to put you under now," Dr. Lawrence said.Ellis raised his hand. "No. Give me the minimum dose."Dr. Lawrence froze. She looked at him in shock. "Sir, taking a portion of your liver is a major invasive procedure. You will feel the incision. Your body will go into severe shock.""Do it," Ellis ordered. His voice left no room for argument.He wanted to stay awake. He needed to feel the blade. Six years ago, Selena lay on a cold table, bleeding, terrified, and alone. He forced her into that nightmare. He wanted to feel a fraction of the agony she endured.The doctor hesitated, then adjusted the dosage.The cold steel scalpel sliced into his abdomen. A blinding, white-hot fire tore through his flesh. Ellis gritted his teet

Selena POVThe deafening roar of automatic gunfire ripped through the storm.I sprinted across the wet gravel, reaching for Oliver. I was too slow. The Merrick guards at the porch drew their weapons, but the distance was too great.A dark shadow lunged across my vision.Ellis didn't hesitate. Despite kneeling in the freezing mud for a day and a night, and missing half his liver, he exploded off the ground with the terrifying speed of a cornered beast.He tackled us. His massive body crashed into me and Oliver, driving us hard into the muddy gravel. He wrapped his arms around us, twisting his broad back to the open gates to form a human shield.Thud. Thud. Thud.I heard the dull, terrifying sound of lead tearing through flesh. Warm liquid sprayed across my cheek.Ellis jerked with every impact. A low grunt escaped his throat, but his grip on us never loosened. He took every single bullet meant for us.The Merrick guards finally opened fire. Bullets shattered the windows of the SUVs. Th