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Ava's POVMemorial Garden Cemetery.It sounded familiar. I thought I had heard it before, and I had a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach as we headed down the cemetery, but I wasn't sure. I had never actually been to my parents' graveyard since their funeral, which was a really long time ago. It had been over a decade, and there was so much I had forgotten in the haze of my grief. Losing my parents at such an age had been tough on me. Aunt Mary had brought me to Chicago shortly after the funeral, and since then, we had never gone back. Chicago just sort of became my new home.Aunt Mary had once mentioned my parents and suggested that I visit their graves. It was a few days before the wedding day. We talked for a long time that night, and I remembered considering making a trip back here after that conversation, but when I mentioned it to Fernando, he turned it down immediately, coming up with an excuse.According to him, he was too busy to leave Chicago, but thinking about it no
Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 80: The Surprise
Ava's POV Miguel and I had spent the last two weeks visiting the cemetery after that one emotional evening. It was something like a routine because I felt bad that I had never visited them all these years until now. I felt obliged to make it up to them, so I decided to come often and chat with the headstones as everyone did. I was not alone in this.Miguel had been persistent enough to tag along each time, and honestly, It was pretty nice being there with him than being there alone. I was glad to have him by my side.There was also something remarkable about him coming with me besides it being comfortable —being there with him gave our relationship more depth than I could ever put into words.Our worlds were constantly entangled into one, which was relieving in many ways. Miguel had seen me in all shades that even Fernando had never experienced in all his years of knowing me.He had watched me break down so many times and helped pull me back together repeatedly. He knew me better th
Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 81: The Proposal
Ava's POVMy eyes shot to the small building before us. The beauty blew my mind. Yet it was only a simple diner. “What are we doing here?” I arched my brow.“You'll see,” he mumbled, holding his hand out to me to take it but I was still frozen. “Come on, my hand hurts,” Miguel grumbled, darting his gaze to his hand, “Aren’t you coming?”“Of course I am,” I took Miguel's hand and stepped out of the car, holding his gaze. He smiled and slammed the door behind me before moving beside me.He clutched my hand tighter, “Shall we?” He asked. I turned to him, “Let’s go,” he led me toward the diner's entrance and pushed the door open as we walked inside. It was empty. There was not a single customer inside or anybody lurking around. What was going on? My mind was all over the place. What was he doing?The inside was adorned with twinkling fairy lights, giving it a cozy appeal that made it feel like our own little world. It was really beautiful, and I could not stop grinning as my eyes
Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 82: Love Bug
Miguel's POVAva was going to be my wife. She made me the happiest man alive. Her presence made my life more meaningful.The world suddenly turned colorful and I found myself smiling more than I normally would.All the days that followed my proposal to her were the most beautiful days. I didn't think I had ever known what happiness really felt until then.I thought I was happy. When I killed people, the satisfaction was pleasing; when I struck a deal of millions of dollars, it was thrilling but nothing was as beautiful as the thought of having Ava for the rest of my life.But that night, as I went down on my knees, my heart had threatened to rip out of my chest when she said yes. Each time I thought of it, my heart still acted up like it was happening all over again. That moment was frozen in my mind, embedded forever and I couldn't forget it even if I wanted to. Ava’s confession and answer had been the highlight of that night and my life. It felt like a dream, but it wasn't. It wa
Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 83: Trouble in Paradise
Miguel's POV I put my arm around Ava, “Well, now that you've seen for yourself. What do you think?” I arched my brow, pulling Ava closer into my arms and brushing my hand through her hair.Sophia smiled, “I think you guys look great together.”I swirled my head to Ava, “Did you hear that? We look great together,” I brushed a hand down her hair and kissed her lips again slowly. “Oh!” Perez groaned, coming down the stairs, “You guys should get a room or something.”I kissed her for a minute longer before breaking the kiss with a loud pop sound, only to irritate Perez further.I turned to him the minute I pulled back. He scowled as our eyes met, and I found it gladdening. Surely, all was right in this world.“Maybe we should find you a woman, Perez. You're getting cranky. You probably need your engine oil,” I teased, and the guards laughed.“Very funny,” he smirked, “But I'll pass. Don't want to catch whatever you two have,” he rolled his eyes, and we all laughed.“So, are you ready?”
Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 84: Buried Documentary. I
Ava's POVI swirled my head to the side, stirring in bed. Bed? The sudden realization hit me, and I instantly blinked my eyes open after what felt like hours of sleep. —I wasn't supposed to be in bed.My head felt cloudy as fuck, and I was clearly still dazed. The first thing in my line of sight was the beautiful patterned sheets beneath me, and a wooden drawer across from me between those two was just confusion.“What…” I raised my head and sat up in bed, taking a rather comprehensive look around the strange and unfamiliar room. It was a small, comfy room and, from the looks of it, definitely a motel.The room was really small, with a soft pale blue couch on the other end, a medium-sized bed which I sat on, a closet, a TV, and a red rug draped all over the floor.Where was I? How did I get here? But most importantly, what was I doing here?The last thing I remembered was going into the dressing room to change into my wedding dress while Sophia waited outside for me and then some
Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 85: Buried Documentary. II
Ava's POV“Just listen, please."I rolled my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair. "I don't think there is anything that you will tell me that can change my mind, Fernando. Stop this madness."I hoped my words would do the trick but he was persistent."I have something I have to show you, and after you see it, whatever you decide is your choice. Just please,” he pleaded, and as much as I wanted to say no and tell him to go to hell. I didn't have a choice.After I listened, I would leave. The thought of that was reassuring enough. After this, I could go back to Miguel. I could already imagine him going berserk once he realized that I had gone missing just a week to our wedding. I needed to go back to him before he lost it and did something crazy because of me or, rather, because of Fernando's foolish decision. If Miguel found out it was him, I was sure he'd kill him.If I wanted to save him, I needed to be out of here as fast as I could but first I had to do what he wanted. “I jus
Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 86: Pain & Tears
Ava's POVIt felt like someone had suddenly yanked the band-aid off an old wound, and now the bruise was new. Bleeding, stinging, festering, doing all the things it had once done, and the worst part —the pain was twice as bad as the first time.I was younger then. A little alienated from the concept of the loss. Everything I felt back then was merely the tip of the iceberg compared to how I felt at this moment. The loss was big, like an ocean, and I fell straight into it.The pain was raw and intense, cutting its way through every tendon in me. It was unbearable. My heart felt like it was being sliced open over and over again.I heard the clock tick from where I sat on the rug. Time was going by, but I couldn't move. My ass felt glued to the earth, and my feet, as far as I knew, were liquid. I doubt I could support myself enough to stand, much less leave this place. I was feeble. My chest was hurting so badly I could hardly breathe. Everything was painful. Every fucking bit of me
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Ava's POV A gun rolled to the entrance of the cockpit and I only hesitated for a second before handing Mary Grace to Gracie. I knew what I had to do.I walked over to the door and picked it up as Lino stretched out his gun to Miguel. I stood behind them but none of them noticed my appearance in the room.The weapon was heavy but that didn't matter much. It was now or never, and I had to make a quick choice —a scary one but I didn't have much of a choice. I had never fired a gun in my life until this moment. But I had to do it, our lives depended on it.I focused my vision on him and the gun went off in my trembling hands.Lino's body dropped to the ground with a loud thud.If I had been just a second late he would have killed Miguel. I saved him. I saved the man I loved. Something about that numbed the guilt that came with taking a life.The gun slipped out of my hands to the ground as tears rolled down my face. Miguel's eyes met mine.I saw the worry etched on his features as I rush
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Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 156: Death on the Good Side
Ava's POV“It's you. You're the traitor,” I mumbled as the realization hit me. This was why Perez couldn't tell me. It was Mason.How could this be? Even I couldn't believe it.It suddenly felt like my brain was processing in slow motion.My eyes darted to the injection in his hand, then to my daughter, and my eyes widened in shock.Panic washed over me and my hands began to tremble.“What were you trying to do to her?” I flared, clenching my fist tightly, “Were you going to hurt her—”“No, Ava—” he tried to cut me off but I didn't want to hear anything right now.“Get away from her!” I raised my voice. “Mi—” I opened my mouth to scream for Miguel but before I could make a sound Mason grabbed me quickly, pressing his palm to my lips tightly as he pushed me against the wall behind me.He sandwiched me to the wall, “Quiet,” he said, “Don’t scream, please,” he whispered against my ear, “Please,” he repeated, staring me in the eyes for over a minute.I tried to shove him off me but I fail
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Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 154: Dead Man's Game
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Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 153: My Miguel; My Mafia Lord.
Ava’s POVIt was midday, and Gracie helped me with a napkin to wipe the breast milk that spilled down Mary Grace’s clothes while I was breastfeeding her. I wiped it, cleaned her face too, before lowering my shirt.I pulled her to my chest and cradled my precious baby in my arms as I began to hum a gentle lullaby. Miguel’s favourite one and I hoped it would one day be her favourite one too.The melody flowed from my lips like a soothing river, wrapping us in its tender embrace like a blanket and its effect was tremendous on my baby. Mary Grace fell straight to sleep with her palm clutched tightly around my finger. I noticed she loved to do that, and I loved the feel of her palm around my finger. It was warm, and it made me feel a tremendous amount of peace. I rocked her back and forth, with the rhythm of the lullaby, and Gracie grinned beside me, wrapping one hand around my arm while caressing Mary Grace with the other, although she let her be the minute she was asleep so she wouldn't
Auctioned To My Mafia Lord Chapter 152: Torturing the Devil
Miguel’s POVI walked out of the underground cell, making my way up to the ground floor. Perez spun around the second I entered the room, “I was just coming to see you,” he said as he slid his phone in his pocket.“I spoke with the doctor, he will be here shortly,” He reported, and I regarded him with a nod. “How’s he holding up?”“He’s still a long way from hell but I'll make sure he gets there,” I replied. Perez smiled, “He's more than earned it,” he remarked, “Care for a drink?” he gestured, raising the bottle for a second before going on to pour himself a glass.“Sure. I haven't had one in a while,” I motioned towards him, taking notice of the room. “Where's Mason?” I asked after a minute of not spotting him anywhere around the room. “I’m not sure but he should be outside,” he said, and offered me a glass of scotch. I gulped it all at once and lowered the glass to the table.“Any lead for the antidote yet?” He asked.I shook my head, “Not yet,” I paused, “But I was thinking, per
