All Chapters of FORCED MARRIAGE TO MY MAFIA EX-BOYFRIEND: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

FIORELLA’S POV I understood what it meant to have no choice or hope. I stepped forward and held my hand out to the girl. Fear swirled in her eyes, but she took my hand and stood up. “Come ti chiami?” I asked. She looked at Celeste before answering. “Ornella.” Before I could say another word, the door pushed open and a woman with thick black liner on her lower lash and a red scarf over her head stepped in. She bowed her head at me then turned to the girl. “È ora di andare, Ornella.” Ornella stepped closer to me and shook her head. “No.” The woman frowned and grabbed her hand, pulling her to her side. “Non hai scelta.” “She’s an adult,” I cut in, pulling her back and standing in front of her. “And she said she doesn’t want to.” The woman hesitated. “Mi dispiace, Donna. Questa è la nostra tradizione. È il nostro pane e burro. Lei non sopravviverà se non lavora.” “Non mi interessa la tua tradizione,” I returned. “She’s not joining your business if she doesn’t w

FIORELLA’S POV [Trigger Warning: This chapter contains references to sexual assault, exploitation, and the lasting effects of abuse. These acts are presented as traumatic experiences and are not romanticized or endorsed.] Matteo reached for my dress. I slammed the butt of the gun into his nose.

FIORELLA’S POV [TRIGGER WARNINGS: Trigger Warnings: This chapter contains references to sexual assault, self-harm, suicidal ideation, emotional abuse, coercion, blackmail, and trauma.] I didn’t even notice the sun had almost gone down. I must have been lying in bed for hours after cutting myself

RHYS’S POV The smell of blood filled the room, followed by the gut-wrenching sound of a man’s scream. Good. I found his screams useful. It meant the pain was working. I pressed his other hand flat against the table and drove a blunt and rusty saw blade through four fingers. “Tell me what I

FIORELLA’S POV I tried to keep my eyes open until Matteo returned, but somewhere along the line, exhaustion and stress dragged me to sleep. I jerked awake at the sound of the door opening. It was almost dark outside. Two guards walked in first and stepped aside for Sera. She carried a tray, smil