All Chapters of The Mafia Who Bought Me : Chapter 11

The silence after the gunfire felt unreal. For several seconds, I didn't move. My body was still pressed against Dante's side, my fingers gripping the sleeve of his jacket as if letting go might make the nightmare start all over again.The mansion smelled different now. Gunpowder. Smoke. Blood. My chest rose and fell unevenly as I tried to steady my breathing. The adrenaline that had kept me moving during the attack was fading, leaving behind a wave of exhaustion and delayed fear.Footsteps echoed through the hallway as guards rushed past us, their voices low and urgent."Clear the west wing.""Two intruders down.""Check the perimeter again."The mansion that had seemed so controlled and elegant only hours ago now looked like a battlefield. Broken glass glittered across the marble floor. A shattered vase lay near the staircase. One of the guards leaned against the wall while another pressed cloth against a wound on his arm.This was Dante's world. And tonight, I had finally seen the