All Chapters of Trapped In The Mafia Wolf Island: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Aurora POVI stood frozen as I stared at the room the maid led me into. It looked nothing like what I had slept in before, except for Dante’s room, which looked two times bigger than this.My legs crossed the room, hands reaching for the bed, which was so big that it could fit four people comfortably. The maid had done a great job by dressing the bed with a clean white sheet, making it look like the rooms in the hotel.My legs stepped away to the window, which had a heavy curtain pulling to the floor, green velvet completing the room.And that wasn’t all. There was a fireplace, already lit up, which warmed the room.“Miss Aurora, I will excuse you now, but if you need anything, just ring this,” the maid gestured to a small bell resting at the nightstand.I nodded and watched as her back closed behind the door.I moved to the middle of the room, for a long moment, looking at everything that was put in place for me. I checked out the very door till I stepped into a walk-in closet that w

Isabel’s POVI arrived early, dressed in the deep red gown I’d been saving for an occasion worth it. Tonight was that occasion, the night Dante de Luca would finally see what happens when he chooses wrong.I took my seat at the front row, beside the three other mistresses, our shoulders barely touching, none of us bothering with pleasantries. Falcone arrived not long after, Enzo trailing behind him with that lazy, entitled smile he always wore, and two other mafia dons who’d made the trip that evening, their men filling the back rows like shadows.Dante sat down last, straight backed, composed, every inch the leader everyone believed him to be. He lifted two fingers toward Marco, a silent command. “Go get Aurora.”I pressed my lips together to keep from smiling too wide. By now, she would be halfway across the water, a new name in her pocket and no intention of ever looking back. And when Marco returned with nothing but empty hands and an empty room to report, Dante wouldn’t just lose

Aurora POVI woke up to sunlight and the smell of Dante’s cologne drifting in from the bed, my body still feeling sore but a lot better than yesterday.Dante was already awake, fully dressed, but by the time I stirred, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching me as I turned, with an expression that made him look two times younger.“Is something on my face? You are staring,” I said, my voice still thick with sleep.“I am allowed to stare at my wife,” he said, brushing a strand of hair from my face before planting a kiss on my lips.“How do you feel?” he asked.“Sore, and curious. You still haven’t told me what the surprise was,” I whined while sitting up carefully and resting my back on the pillow.“I know. The surprise is downstairs. We will leave once you’ve eaten, taken your medicine, and after the doctor comes to check up on you.”“Can all that wait for later?” I whined.“No,” he replied without leaving any room for argument.The maids walked in minutes later with a tray fil

Isabel POVI stared at the locked box, which had been sitting pretty on my drawer for three days. I had had it dug out the night of the trial. It contained a decision I once made, and I can’t go back.For my own good, I knew I had to make a decision, especially now that Dante is going all out for Aurora. Sooner or later, word will get out of the island, and the mafia mistresses will know I lost control already, and that is something I refuse to let happen.My hands opened the old wooden box, and in it was a folded slip of paper with names and numbers written in my handwriting from years ago, a name I had sworn not to call again because I believed Dante loved me and I owed him my loyalty. But he already proved to me loyalty alone was not enough.I knew I had been wrong about many things lately, giving up many chances I was supposed to have acted on before things got out of hand to this stage.I sighed loudly, my hands dialing the number with steady hands, cigar tugged at the end of my

Aurora POV“Careful,” he said, crouching down to help gather the last of my scattered books before I could figure out what to say.This guy doesn’t know the effect he was having on me, and now he is even nice. I drooled over him, forgetting I have a class to attend.“My book,” he said, already straightening up, making me feel embarrassed because he caught me staring so hard at him.“I am really sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going,” I said, handing over his book while I took mine from his stretched hands, his fingers brushing over mine, and that moment was so magical.“Aurora, come out of it.” I tried pinching myself. “Dante is twice as handsome as this dude standing here. Don’t you dare do something stupid,” my inner voice said, trying to cut me off from whatever I was going to do.“No harm done. First day?” he said, his eyes flickering briefly over my shoulder at the two guards trailing several paces behind.“Is it that obvious?” I asked, glancing down at myself.“You were usin