All Chapters of Entangled With The Mafia Underboss : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12{CATERINA}I froze in shock as I registered what Alessandro had just said.He called me Alda, a name only known within the underworld. Nobody outside of that world knew me as Alda. Yet he did.He knew my father's name.How?“What are you talking about? My name is Caterina, not Alda. And who is this Giovanni Valentino you are referring to?” I asked, clearing my throat in a vain attempt to act oblivious. It was a shitty move, but I did it nonetheless.Alessandro chuckled, an amused look on his face as he shook his head. “You're really going to pull the naive move, gattina? You're so bad at it.”“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Alessandro,” I said, looking him right in the eye, willing him to believe me.He held my gaze, unflinching, unreadable. Then, with a slow, deliberate smirk, he said, “Does the name Caterina Aldabella Valentino ring a bell? She is the only daughter of Giovanni Valentino, the ruthless leader of The Royal Death Tribe.”A slow, creeping chill ran do

Chapter 14{CATERINA}I fell to my knees as soon as Alessandro walked out of the room, my head buried in my hands as tears slid down my face. I was trapped. Locked up like some filthy prisoner. And there was no one to help me. I couldn't even call anyone for help because I didn't have my phone with me. It must've gone missing when I got ambushed or it was taken away by Dante's men.My body shook as a quiet sob escaped my mouth. I tried to put on a tough act when Alessandro was in the room with me, but I couldn't do that when I was alone. I couldn't lie to myself.If I had known I would get caught after the mission, I wouldn't have done it. I would've pressed my father for more clarity regarding the mission. It all made sense now. He held back how dangerous Alessandro was so I wouldn't hesitate to steal the mask. Alessandro wasn't just some random rich businessman who had companies all over the country. He was more than that. He was something sinister. And if I wanted to get out of her

Chapter 16{CATERINA}The doctor’s hands were cold against my skin as he examined the bruises along my ribs and back. Every touch sent a fresh wave of pain crashing through me, but I clenched my jaw and kept quiet. I wouldn't give Alessandro the satisfaction of hearing me break.“You’ll need to rest,” the doctor said, voice clinical and detached. “No sudden movements, no heavy lifting. Your ribs aren’t broken, but you’ve got deep bruising. The pain will linger for a while.”I didn’t respond. Rest wasn’t an option.The doctor packed up his things and left with a nod toward Alessandro. The door clicked shut behind him, and the room fell into suffocating silence.The cold bite of the alcohol lingered long after the doctor left, leaving my back bandaged and my pride in ruins. Alessandro stood by the window, arms crossed, eyes dark with something I couldn’t name—frustration? Anger? Pity? Whatever it was, I didn’t want it. I shifted, trying to sit upright on the couch, but pain clawed at my

Chapter 18{CATERINA}The room felt like it was closing in, the air thick with tension so sharp I could almost taste it on my tongue—metallic and bitter. My pulse thundered in my ears as I stared at the man who had just stepped through the door. Lorenzo.The name didn’t need to be spoken. I saw it in the way Alessandro stiffened, shoulders locked like he was preparing for an impact. His jaw tightened, eyes darkened—not with anger, but something colder. Fear. Real, raw fear.And suddenly, I understood. This wasn’t just any man.This was Alessandro’s older brother. The one who could make a man like him shrink into silence. I had seen some information about him in the file I was given by my father. It said that he was also a businessman like Alessandro, but he looked much more intimidating than the picture I saw in the file. I thought that section was very unnecessary and that I wouldn't need it. I never thought I would actually get to see him. But here he was.Lorenzo’s gaze cut through

Chapter 20{CATERINA}The cold bite of the basement seeped into my bones, wrapping around me like a relentless shroud. The air was damp and heavy, thick with silence—except for the dull thud of my heartbeat, steady but loud in the stillness. I sat against the wall, knees pulled to my chest, my fingers tracing mindless patterns along the concrete floor just to remind myself I was still here—still breathing.Was this going to be it for me? Was this cold, suffocating prison where my story ended?The thought clawed at my mind, dragging me deeper into the pit of dread I’d been trying to avoid. Shadows danced on the edge of my thoughts, bringing flashes of my father’s stern face and Shadow’s easy grin. Were they even looking for me? Did they have any idea what I was going through—locked away like this, with no escape in sight? I imagined my father’s voice, sharp and commanding, cutting through the panic. You’re stronger than this, Caterina. But was I?I tried to hold on to that—his faith in