All Chapters of Trapped In The Mafia Wolf Island: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Dante POVI paced the length of my room, my fists clenched so tight my knuckles had gone stiff and white. Lucien was still pacing beneath my skin, snarling, demanding I go back and finish what I started with that boy who thought he had any right to stand that close to what belonged to me.Mine. Aurora was mine, and some pretty-faced university boy thought a smile and a walk to class gave him claim to her.I ran a hand through my hair, forcing air into my lungs, forcing Lucien back down where he belonged. I hadn’t lost control like that in years, not since before Aurora. And that alone unsettled me more than the boy ever could.A knock sounded at my door, soft, deliberate.I knew who it was without needing to turn around. I had called Isabel over just to get Aurora away from the door, to give myself a moment to think without her crying voice breaking something inside me. But the second my eyes settled on Isabel, I knew calling her here had been a mistake. Something in my chest, in Luci

Aurora POVThe guards’ grip tightened around my arm as they dragged me out through the narrow corridor, with the woman at the front while Ethan trailed behind us.“Don’t take me anywhere!” I shouted, trying to struggle from the group of guards.Neither of them waited or stopped the guards.“Weak thing,” the lady, whose name I later learnt to be Maya, muttered.“Just tell me where you are taking me to?” I demanded, my voice loud enough to draw her attention.“Patience, poor thing. Didn’t Dante teach you at least that?” she responded coldly, while her heels clicked hard on the floor without bothering to spare me a glance.As we got to the corridor, my heart raced at the amount of low humming voices I was hearing. I knew there were several of Maya’s kind in there, and I knew whatever I was about to walk into was quite worse than what I had ever experienced.Maya pushed the door open before tossing my ass into the room.I stood in the room, registering the amount of people in it. Quite a

Aurora POV“Now let’s start the bidding. The highest bidder goes with her,” Maya announced, as if I was some jewelry being auctioned. “And everyone leaves before morning,” Maya added.I knew exactly what she meant, and it made my stomach turn badly, my mind saying a silent prayer for Dante to arrive. Yes, I still had so much trust that he would be coming to save me, except if he had truly discarded me just like Isabel said. Something uneasy curled in my stomach at the thought of that.The murmur in the room cut through my thoughts. My eyes caught the space the men occupied around the table. They were already straightening up and paying full attention to me, their half lit cigars placed on the table and glasses hanging in their hands.Their looks were calculative, predatory, and dangerous, which made the hair on my skin stand uncomfortably.“Get on the table, princess,” Maya ordered, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as she waved her hands for the guards to come get me.“No,” I

Aurora POVIs this how everything is going to end? I asked myself as I stared out the window with Danny sitting beside me, making a call, and I heard whoever was on the phone confirming he had the visa ready.My eyes wandered, and I turned to him.“Are we leaving the country?” I asked.Danny frowned, face dropping off whatever excitement was there minutes ago.“You don’t get to ask questions, bitch,” he said lowly, his voice filled with unease, dangerous.I sipped whatever I had left to ask, and looked at the window.Hoping some random car will cross the road and then Dante will walk out of it and fight them all off.But that seems to only happen in movies, as none of my fantasy imagination happened. The car passed the busy road into a narrow road, beating the traffic in the dark.Till we arrived at a neighboring city, a place I had never been to.“Get down,” Danny said, as the car pulled before a family who looked like the natives of the land.“It’s good to see you again, brother,” D

Aurora POV The plane rumbled beneath me as it climbed higher into the sky, and with every foot we gained above the ground, I felt whatever hope I held leave me. “It’s all over now, no one is coming to save me,” I muttered, tears threatening to roll down my cheeks. Danny sat beside me, smirking and relaxed, like he had just won the medal of the year award. I looked out the window, watching the airport lights shrink into small dots before they disappeared into the clouds. Somewhere down there, Luca was probably beating himself up for coming a bit late. I wondered what had happened. Was Dante truly dead, I thought, the tears now rolling out of my eyes. “Those tears won’t make whoever you thought came to save you appear on this plane,” Danny muttered, his voice laced with mockery. I looked at him, and all I felt was pure hatred. “What did I even do to deserve all this?” I muttered. “You are paying for Dante’s sins. Unfortunately, he isn’t alive to see how much I will make