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Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Shadows Of Despair
Chapter: Shadows of Despair(Lena's POV)The room was dark and dank, the walls closing in on me like a silent, jeering prison. My wrists ached from the rough ropes that had earlier bound them, and though now they'd let me free to move, bruises remained to cruelly remind me. The cold floor beneath me, the faint sound of dripping water somewhere in the distance. Days had passed-I wasn't sure how many-since they'd taken me, but it felt like an eternity.No food, no warmth, nothing but the smothering silence that had become my companion.I curled up into the corner, wrapping my legs tight against my chest, and just let the darkness comfort me. My mind went back to Damian: his eyes fierce, his arms embracing protection, his voice with a strength on which I could always lean upon. Did he at least know where I was? Did he even care?But then, there was Alex. His face haunted me just as much as Damian's did now.Alex had been my safe harbor once, a quiet and steady presence in a chaotic world
Last Updated : 2025-01-08Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You The Unthinkable Price
Chapter Thirty Six: The Unthinkable Price(Damian's POV)The tension in the room was stifling, thick enough to choke on. Marcus stood across from me, leaning against his desk with a smug smile playing on his lips, his eyes glinting with the satisfaction of a predator toying with its prey. My fists were clenched so tightly at my sides that I could feel my nails digging into my palms, but I didn't care. My mind was consumed by one thing, and one thing alone-Lena."I'll give you one last chance, Marcus," I said, my voice low but laced with a warning. "Tell me where Lena is, and I'll consider letting you walk away from this unscathed."Marcus chuckled, a sharp, mocking sound. "Unscathed? Oh, Damian, you're still under the impression that you're in control here.I took a step closer, my glare unwavering. "You're playing with fire, Marcus. You know what I'm capable of.""And you know what I want," he countered, straightening up and crossing his arms. "This isn't about power, Damian. It's ab
Last Updated : 2025-01-14Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Shadows Of Hope
Chapter Thirty-Seven Shadows of Hope(Lena's POV)The cold seeped into my bones, an unforgiving reminder of how long I’d been in this wretched place. The room was nothing but stone walls and darkness, with no windows to mark the passage of time. Hunger gnawed at my insides, but the pain wasn’t just physical—it was the fear, the uncertainty, that truly weighed me down.I sat in the corner, knees to my chest, trying to breathe shallowly to remain calm. My wrists still ached from the rough ropes that had secured them only hours before. They'd left me alone since then, but the silence was worse than any threats. It let my mind wander to places I didn't want it to go.Damian.Was he looking for me? Would he even know where to start? I hated it, but a part of me wanted to believe he was out there, tearing the world apart, piece by piece, to find me. What if he wasn't? What if I was another mere pawn in some chess game, easily sacrificed?A sudden sound—the turning of the key in the lock—wre
Last Updated : 2025-01-15Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Desperation Edge
Chapter Thirty-Eight: Desperation's Edge(Damian's POV)My blood ran cold the moment the report from my most trusted informant came in. Alex had offered himself to Marcus in exchange for Lena's freedom. It was not the self-sacrifice that had rendered me speechless; it was the audacity of the move.Alex had always been loyal, a man who knew the delicate web of power and strategy we worked within. But this-this was madness. Throwing himself as collateral to Marcus, a man who lived to torment, was a choice I couldn't understand.I slammed my fist against the edge of my desk, the sharp pain barely registering through the cloud of anger and frustration. My men stood at attention, awaiting my orders, but I couldn't speak yet. My mind was a storm of questions, all circling back to one undeniable truth: Marcus was winning."Find out where they're keeping Alex and Lena," I barked. My voice came out cold as steel. "I want eyes on that place within the hour. And if Marcus tries to pull another s
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Lena’s Despair And Strength
Chapter Thirty-Six: Lena's Despair and Strength(Lena's POV)I woke to the sound of dripping water. My head throbbed, and every muscle of my body ached like I'd been run over by a freight train. I tried to move, and the cold, hard floor beneath me bit into my skin, its dampness seeping through my clothes.The room was pitch black, except for the faint, flickering light spilling in from a crack under the heavy steel door. The air was thick and stale, with the metallic tang of rust and blood.Where am I?My memories came back in flashes-being dragged from Damian's estate, my futile attempts to fight back, the cold, mocking laughter of Marcus's men. My chest began to tighten as reality set in-I was Marcus's prisoner."Damian," I whispered, hardly above a whisper. Did he know what had happened? Was he coming for me?I pulled myself upright, wincing at the pain shooting across my ribs. My stomach growled, a pained reminder that I hadn't eaten in what felt like days. Other than the rusted b
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Damian’s Redemption
Chapter Forty : Damian's Redemption(Damian's POV)The weight of the world pressed upon my shoulders as I stared at the whiskey in my glass. The amber liquid swirled lazily, but did absolutely nothing to numb the storm inside me. The news of Alex's sacrifice sat heavy as a rock in my chest, crushing me with guilt and fury. He'd offered himself to Marcus to save Lena-something I should've prevented.Free, yes, but at what cost? Alex's freedom had turned into Marcus's weapon, and I was the one who'd handed it to him on a silver platter."Sir, we need to discuss a strategy." Ethan's voice pierced my thoughts. My most trusted man was standing at the door, his face etched with concern."I don't want a damn strategy," I snarled, slamming the glass down onto the desk. The force sent the whiskey splashing over its rim. "This is my mess, Ethan. I'll clean it up.""Damian, you can't just walk into Marcus's territory alone. That's suicide.Then I'll die fixing what I broke," I growled, rising fr
Last Updated : 2025-01-18Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Lena
Chapter: Will to Survive(Lena's POV)Darkness was the only thing surrounding me. It seemed alive, pushing against me on every side, the weight of it suffocating me. My body ached from the cold, damp floor. My stomach twisted in hunger, my lips cracked for want of water. I had lost all sense of time. No windows, no light, no telling whether it was day or night. The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional distant footsteps of my captors.I curled up in the corner of the room, hugging my knees to my chest. My mind replayed the events that had led me here. Damian's face lingered in my thoughts, his last words to me before everything went dark: "I will come for you.I wanted to believe him, to cling to that hope, but doubt stole in like a thief in the night. Would he find me in time? Would he risk everything for me?The door creaked open suddenly, bathing the room in harsh light. I winced, shielding my eyes, my heart racing. Two of Marcus's men stood in the doorway, their fac
Last Updated : 2025-01-19Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You The Recue Mission
Chapter Fourty TwoDamian's POV – The Rescue MissionI was running out of time.Lena was still in Marcus' grasp, and every second that passed felt like another nail in the coffin. I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep—I couldn't do anything except think about her locked away in some dark, cold place while Marcus played his sick game.I had to get her back. No one else would. No one else should.This was my mistake. I let her get taken. I let Bianca get close enough to set this up. And now, the only way to fix it was to take matters into my own hands.The men I trusted most—Logan, Andre, and Kade—all had offered their help. They knew what Marcus was capable of. They knew this wasn't just a simple exchange. It was a declaration of war.But I declined their help.I was going to do this alone.A Desperate LeadHours of searching turned into nothing but dead ends. Marcus had planned this too well.Then, finally, a breakthrough.One of my informants—a man I kept on my payroll for situations exactl
Last Updated : 2025-02-02
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Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Whispers Of Betrayal
Chapter Fifty Nine: Whispers Of BetrayalLena's POVSilence had been her most merciless friend.Lena sat in the dark room, her arms wrapped around her knees as she fought to calm the hurricane brewing within her. Every breath was leaden, every second stretched out endlessly. She was trapped—not physically but also mentally, emotionally. Bianca's ultimatum was a noose around her neck.Either she would have to push Damian aside and shatter his heart, or she would be responsible for his ruin.She shut her eyes, exhaustion gnawing at her. She had not been sleeping well in days. How could she? Every time she allowed herself to close her eyes, she could see Damian's face—the way he regarded her in love, in unbreakable dedication. And now they wanted her to betray that?She swallowed hard. No. She couldn't.But what else could she do?Marcus and Bianca had been methodical in their intimidation, with no way out for her. The only thing they hadn't banked on was the depth of her love for Damian
Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You The Price Of Betrayal
Chapter Title: The Price of Betrayal(Lena’s POV)The room was silent, yet it felt suffocating. My breath came in slow, measured exhales as I sat on the cold stone floor, my arms wrapped tightly around my knees. My body ached, my wrists raw from the hours of being tied up, and the shadows in the corners of the dimly lit room seemed to shift with an eerie presence. Time had lost all meaning. How long had I been here? A day? Two? More?Hunger clawed at my insides, my throat dry from lack of water, but I refused to break. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me beg. Not Bianca. Not Marcus. No one. The memory of how I got here replayed in my mind like a cruel joke. I had trusted too easily, believed too much, and now, I was paying the price.A loud creak echoed through the room, making me flinch. My eyes darted to the heavy metal door as it swung open, revealing the last person I wanted to see—Bianca.She stepped in, her heels clicking against the stone floor, her expression a
Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Betrayal Unfolds
.Chapter Title: The Betrayal UnfoldsDamian’s POVI could feel the weight of the world bearing down on me, more than ever before. The absence of Lena from my life had left a vacuum, an emptiness of a gulf that echoed in the darkest corners of my mind. And now, in the shadows of my own kingdom, I realized something worse—something I never imagined possible—had happened.There was treachery in plain sight.I had always counted on others. I had always taken loyalty for granted, in bonds created through years of adversity and common goals. But here, in my office, I had a new understanding. A bitter realization consumed me, and it sickened me. One of the people I thought I could trust was implicated. One of them had betrayed me—and more importantly—betrayed Lena.The clue had been given by an unexpected source: a missing report I had found secretly stashed in a drawer that should have been empty. The papers had been neatly folded, carefully hidden between folders I knew I'd sorted through
Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Bianca’s New Plan
Bianca's New PlanLena's POVDark clouds gathered over the city as if the sky itself sensed the brewing storm. I sat at the window of Damian's mansion, staring out over the horizon, my mind disturbed. It had been days since Bianca's last threat, and no matter what Damian tried to tell me, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was only the calm before the storm.Bianca wasn't a woman to give up. No, she was a woman who smiled while whetting her blade.And she was planning something. I knew it.Damian ramped up the security, having double the amount of guards posted at the house. Every doorway was monitored and no one came or left without being searched. It should have made me more comfortable, but it didn't. Bianca had means, connections—she wasn't the kind of woman who had to play by rules.She was unpredictable.And then, as if the world had it in for reliving my worst nightmares, Damian stormed into the room, his phone clutched in his hand.His face was unreadable, but the tension
Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You A Voice
Lena’s POVThe house was colder than ever. It wasn't the chill of the air, but the chill that seeped into my bones and made me hollow inside. I had been saved, rescued from the hell Bianca and Marcus had subjected me to, but I wasn't free yet. Not yet.Because the moment Damian had enveloped me in his arms, telling me I was safe, I had felt it—fear.Fear of what came next.Fear of what he needed.Fear that I would never be normal again.I sat beside the window in the darkened bedroom where Damian had brought me back. My fingers traced imaginary patterns on the glass, my mind replaying every detail of what had happened. The chains. The black room. Marcus's sneer. Alex's willingness to sacrifice himself for my liberty.And Bianca…She wasn't done. I knew it.I took a deep breath, misting the glass with my exhalation. The door thudded shut, and I bristled at once. My heart pounded as I shifted my head infinitesimally, to discover Damian standing there.He towered there, his face impassiv
Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You The Truth Revealed
Chapter Title: The Truth RevealedLena's POVThe fury boiling inside of me was something new for me. My heart pounding in my chest, I stormed into Damian's office, my hand clutching the proof so tightly that it turned white from the grip. I had been humiliated, abandoned, and made to endure because of Bianca's deceptions. But now, I had evidence—undeniable evidence—that I had been framed.Damian sat behind his desk, sorting through some documents, but his entire body stiffened the instant I entered. His black eyes snapped up to meet mine, and for a brief moment, I saw something there—guilt, doubt, maybe even remorse.I didn't care.I slammed the folder onto his desk with emphasis. The papers scattered everywhere across the polished surface, some falling on the floor."See it," I insisted, my voice firm and uncompromising. "See it and say that you did not make an error."Damian exhaled deeply, sitting back in his seat, his expression neutral. "Lena, if you've come here to—""Don't," I
Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You The Truth Beneath The Lies
Chapter Fifty Four: The Truth Beneath the LiesLena's POVThe air in my room was suffocating, pressing down on me like a weight I couldn't tolerate. My hands trembled at my sides as I paced back and forth, my mind reeling with everything that had just happened. Damian had looked at me with suspicion in his eyes—suspicion that hurt more than any wound.How could he ever think I would betray him?I tightened my fists, breathless. Bianca did this. I was certain of it. But she had played her cards too perfectly this time, leaving evidence so incriminating that even Damian had paused before me. The video footage… the alleged proof of my "betrayal."I needed to clear my name.I swallowed my pride and made myself think logically. If I allowed emotions to rule my head, I would be where Bianca had wanted me to be—broken and defenseless. But I was not about to let her win.Step one: go through everything that had occurred.I was on the edge of my bed, eyes shut while I replayed each detail in m
Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Unraveling Sanity
Unraveling Sanity(Lena’s POV)The first time it happened, I thought I was imagining things.A simple change—my jewelry box sitting on the opposite side of the vanity, my closet door slightly open when I knew I had shut it before bed. I chalked it up to exhaustion, the lingering aftereffects of the nightmare I’d been living through. But when it kept happening, again and again, I could no longer deny it.Someone had been in my space.I stood in the middle of my bedroom, my pulse thrumming under my skin. There was a weird cologne on the air-a scent no one else would catch at all-but strong enough to make my stomach chum. I checked the lock on my door-it remained intact. No signs of forced entry. Yet, I wasn't losing my mind. It was as if my mind knew that I had tucked my diary under my pillow the previous night. It was now on the desk, opened to some random page.A chill all over my spine.Was someone trying to play foul with me?I tried to push the paralyzing sense of paranoia creeping
Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You Bianca’s Plan
Bianca's Ruthless PlanThe private lounge was tucked away from prying eyes, a place where powerful men and dangerous people made the kind of decisions that shaped empires and destroyed lives. Tonight, it would serve a different purpose—tonight, it would be where Bianca sealed Lena's fate.Bianca sat alone at the head of a long, dark mahogany table, her manicured fingers tapped rhythmically against the top. Dim lighting cast unforgiving shadows across her face and accentuated the steely expression in her eyes. Beside her stood four men-four chosen specifically for this role-four to play out the specifics of her plan. These weren't any ordinary thugs. These were pros-manipulators, enforcers, masterminds.And Bianca was about to give them the job of a lifetime.She crossed her legs and let out a slow breath. “We’re not here to waste time.” Her voice was smooth, yet filled with authority. “Lena has become a problem that needs to be dealt with. Permanently.”The scarred man sitting directl
