All Chapters of Trapped In The Mafia Wolf Island: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aurora POVImmediately I stepped into the workers’ quarters, I searched around with my eyes for her.Amani, the only friend I had on the island.The quarters was always silent around this time of the day, as everyone would have retired back to bed after a stressful work at the farm.I leaned closer to Amani’s quarters, and there she was, sitting comfortably on a small stool, a bucket at her arm as she did some hand laundry.Amani didn’t notice me at first, not until she stood up to dry some of her clothes on the rope before her eyes settled on me.She stood still for minutes before dropping the clothes in the bucket and running towards me with a huge smile spreading across her face as she embraced me in a tight hug.I chuckled, wrapping my hands around her back also as we both stumbled backward.“I miss you so much,” Amani said while sobbing softly.“Such a drama queen,” I laughed.“I miss you too, friend,” I replied back.When we pulled away from the hug, Amani led me into her room.

Aurora POVIt was almost ten o’clock in the morning by the time I woke up. No loud noise or bell sound, everything was calm except for the small snore from Dante.I turned slightly on the bed, with a face curved with a pretty smile as I stared at him.Dante was still asleep, his breath fanning my skin, hair covering his scar. I lay on the side of the bed, staring at the ruthless mafia lord, sleeping like he wasn’t a chaos.Not in my wildest imagination would I ever dream of being on the same bed with Dante.But here it was.On the same bed, after having a series of make out all night long.He groaned slowly before he finally opened his eyes.Our eyes met, and that moment I felt like the clock had stopped ticking for a second.Dante leaned closer, hands removing some strands of hair that had fallen over my face.“Good morning, amorchito,” he said in his strong Spanish accent.“Good morning, Dante,” I replied.He planted a kiss on my forehead before stepping out of bed.For some minute

Aurora’s POVStanding in front of Dante feels awkward, especially when I had dreamt I was in a romantic relationship with my boss.He sat with one leg crossed over the other, a glass of alcohol in his hands. His mouth wiped from the glass of wine before his gaze settled on my pathetic, bruised body.For one brief moment, I had thought he would come save my ass from hitting the floor as the guards tossed me forward, but I was wrong.He looked away almost immediately, his eyes settling back at the glass of wine.Isabel shifted closer, her hands resting on his shoulder as if she owned him.“Boss,” Marco said, bowing slightly. “The maid, as requested.”Dante’s cold eyes settled back on me, with no emotion nor recognition of the kiss we had. Neither did he behave like the one who had saved me from the cruel hands of this same evil mistress some days ago.What was I even thinking? He had done it for Luca, nothing else.For a long moment, he didn’t speak. My body shook as I felt his eyes tea

Aurora POVMy eyes landed on the chest I had stumbled into, traveling slowly until they settled on his cold face.Dante De Luca.I stood frozen. Isabel’s warning replayed every minute in my ear like some handbook line I had to abide by.He looked down at me, face cold and emotionless, like I was some kind of stray dog that was getting too close.For a moment, I thought I saw something in those eyes before it got replaced with hardness and emptiness.I swallowed hard, hands fidgeting as I felt so small before him.His eyes withdrew from my pathetic body, his hands checking the clock like he had some appointment to beat, his steps moving away like I wasn’t worth any of his time.“You should watch where you are going,” Marco snapped, his hands gripping my bruised arm.“Haaaa,” I yelped in pain.“Marco.”The cold, authoritative voice of Dante rang through the corridor. Marco’s hand froze on my arm.“Boss?”“Leave her,” he simply said.Marco’s grip loosened immediately.“Yes, boss,” he rep

Dante POVI had caught a trace of her scent just before I entered the car, but I had brushed it off as nothing, a residue of the collision earlier that day. I hadn’t thought too much about it because of the whole missing shipment that could cost me a fortune.Her scent hit harder again for the eighth time, and that was when I knew it wasn’t just some collision scent from earlier. I sniffed, and when her scent brought me to the trunk, I didn’t hesitate before pulling back the lid.There she was, in my car trunk, on my private route, and on one night I couldn’t afford to be distracted, I was already angry.Then, boom. When I wanted to just get rid of her without considering what every encounter with her meant to Lucien, since the day I first saw her, the full moon broke through the clouds just before I could pull the trigger.My wolf surged immediately, which made me stagger backward, and my hands dropped even before I could control it.Lucien hadn’t malfunctioned before, for years unti