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Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money CHAPTER 9
SOFIA'S POV As I awoke, I could feel the warmth seeping into my soul. The soft morning light filtered through my room's wispy curtains, illuminating my serene space. I stretched gently and savoured peaceful silence. Rising slowly, I slipped on my fluffy slippers, creaked my room door open, and then stepped quietly drifting towards the children's room. I had to be as gentle as possible because the kids might still be asleep. As I pushed the door open, My heart swelled. Joey's radiant smile greeted me. Joey blabbered some words and extended her tiny arms towards me. My exhaustion immediately melted, replaced by joy. I enveloped Joey in a gentle hug, inhaling her sweet baby scent. "Good morning, sweetie," I whispered as I lifted Joey, cradling her close. As I cradled Joey, her warm breath danced across my skin. We remained like that for a few minutes before I stood up and glided toward the bathroom. I gently undressed Joey and gave her a warm bath. This soothed her morning fussine
Last Updated : 2024-11-12Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 10 MARK'S POV As I stepped into my office, the soft glow of fluorescent lights enveloped me. Damien, my right-hand man, followed closely holding my briefcase. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air. My front desk staff greeted me, bowing respectfully. "Good morning, sir." I waved my hands in reply as I took a seat. I just revamped my office and the new sleek, modern decor reflected my precision: polished marble floors, minimalist artwork, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline. Damian and I exchanged nods and he dropped my briefcase on my table. My project manager, Alex, soon walked in, and we got to work immediately. "Morning briefing?" I inquired. "Ready, sir," he replied, opening his tablet. As I scrolled through Alex's briefing, pride swelled within me. My business was thriving, and despite my being a Mafia, I still had other things to fall back on. I was making mind-blowing profits, ensuring a secure legacy for Luis and Joey.
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SOFIA'S POV As Mark handed me the Élax boutique bag, I felt bewildered this is the most expensive boutique in this city. And he just randomly brought this home, for me? "We have somewhere important to be at 8 p.m.," He stated. My mind immediately started to race. What event is it and Why the suddenness? Mark's expression hinted at no discussions. I was confused, but I tampered with caution. Mark's demeanour signalled tonight wasn't for inquiries. I opted for silence. As he played with the kids, I quickly headed upstairs to unbox what was in the bag. I got to my room, and I started examining the elegant attire; questions flooded me. Esteemed people will be in attendance? Who are those we will be meeting tonight, and why hasn't Mark told me about this before? I was tempted to go downstairs to ask him a few questions but Mark's sternness forbade questioning. Prioritizing my peace and self-respect, I focused on preparing. I was going to return the dress to the bag when I discovered
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SOFIA'S POV As I took a quick shower, the warm water enveloped me, melting away the tension of the evening. My muscles relaxed, and I breathed in slowly. But as I closed my eyes, my mind began to wander. Thoughts of Mark's behaviour and the mysterious evening ahead faded into the background, and it was replaced by a more familiar, comforting presence - my brother Carl. I hoped he was doing okay. It felt like an eternity since we'd last sat down together, just the two of us, sharing our thoughts and laughter. Life had been busy, pulling us in different directions, but my concern for him remained constant. Memories of our childhood flooded my mind - the silly fights, the whispered secrets, and the uncontrollable laughter. I recalled the time we snuck into Mom's kitchen and devoured an entire batch of freshly baked cookies, leaving a trail of crumbs and giggles in our wake. Those carefree days seemed like a lifetime ago but the bond still remained strong. "I hope you're holding on,
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CHAPTER 13 SOFIA'S POV As we pulled away from my Mark's mansion, the warm evening sunlight cast a golden glow over the city. The sounds of honking horns, chattering pedestrians, and car engines gradually faded into the background. We hit the highway, and the smooth hum of the car's engine took over. I settled into the plush leather seat, feeling a mix of comfort and unease. Mark's decision to drive himself this evening surprised me. Where was his usual chauffeur? I wondered. Was this a deliberate choice because we were going for a family event, or was there another reason? The silent tension between us was palpable, almost thick enough to touch. Mark's eyes remained fixed on the road ahead, I sneaked glances at him, noticing his sharp jawline and the shape of his brow. I have always marveled at how perfect they are whenever he arch his brows, I might have imagined touching those brows and his long lashes. Joey took after him and she has such unique long eyelashes, he turned and ca
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CHAPTER 14 SOFIA'S POV I stood frozen, my dress soaked and dripping with the spilt drinks. The waitress still apologized profusely, her eyes darting nervously around the room. "I'm so sorry, miss. I'm clumsy sometimes." I barely acknowledged her, my mind reeling from the shock. And then, Mark's mother appeared, her expression concerned. "Sofia, what happened?" I took a deep breath, trying to explain. "This waitress...she spilled drinks on me. I think it was intentional. She looked at me before pouring—" But before I could finish, Mark's mother's expression transformed. Her eyes flashed with anger, and her hand swung, connecting with my cheek in a stinging slap. I gasped, shock and pain radiating through my face. I held my cheek, stunned. "How dare you accuse my niece of such behaviour?" Mark's mother spat, her voice venomous. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I struggled to process what had just happened. "I...I didn't know she was your niece" I stammered incoherent
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CHAPTER 15 MARK'S POV I stood frozen, my eyes locked on Sofia's retreating figure. The drama had unfolded like wildfire, leaving me reeling. I didn't know what to believe or who to trust. Confusion swirled in my mind, but I kept my expression neutral, not wanting to fuel the tension. Internally, I was torn. Part of me wanted to rush after Sofia and apologised. Perhaps make things right. Another part remained loyal to my family, questioning Sofia's accusations. As the room began to stir, I made a decision. "I need to see the truth," I thought. "I'll check the CCTV footage," I said to myself, resolve firming in my voice. "That'll clear up what really happened." I turned and headed toward the security room, determined to uncover the truth behind the spilt drinks and Sofia's anguish. I walked briskly into the security room and was immediately struck by the guards' rumpled appearance. There were three of them, each looking like they had just been in a scuffle. The first guard, a bur
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CHAPTER 16 SOFIA'S POV I stood there, completely stunned by Mark's question. His words cut deep, making me feel like I was the one who'd done something wrong. Again. My eyes sting, but I refuse to let those tears fall. How could he not see the embarrassment and hurt still radiating from me? Didn't he care that I had been humiliated in front of everyone? "Whose jacket is this?" Mark repeated, his voice firm. I stammered, taken aback by his indifference. "A-a man...he gave it to me. He saw me standing outside, alone and cold. He was nice enough to offer it." My voice trembled slightly, betraying my emotions. I couldn't believe Mark's priorities. I looked up at Mark, searching for empathy, but his expression remained unreadable. Mark rolled his eyes, and his gaze snapped back to mine, the intensity making me shift uncomfortably. "Can you describe what he looked like?" he asked, his tone firm but laced with a hint of frustration. I hesitated, trying to recall the stranger's featu
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Sofia's Pov I'm tired physically and emotionally exhausted. I felt like I would pass out if I didn't lean on something, but there was nothing to lean on, no one to lean on. I didn't let it bother me as I was pushed and dragged down the stairs, I should stop thinking anyone was coming to save me when it was just wishful thinking. "Hold her, she didn't eat anything this morning she might pass out," Damon said and the female chuckled. "And who's fault is that?" She asked her voice laced with amusement. It was amusing to her, that I was like this. I guess I look like a clown with just one shoe on and sweaty dirty clothes. "I knew she heard me last night when Harry called, didn't want her to run away so I gave her the coffee first. Besides it's none of my business if she faints" He replied. "Exactly what I was going to say, I think Judy has gone soft because it's a girl," Bruce said from behind me and I gulped. It. That was what he called me. We got to a different place I could
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Sofia's Pov My head ached like I had been run over by a truck or a train, the pain all over my body was almost unbearable and my vision was blurry. No. I couldn't see because there was something covering my eyes, a bag perhaps or something else. After all, it was dark and I could feel a weight on my shoulder. My stomach grumbled and felt too heavy for me I started regretting not eating before drinking the damn coffee, there were all drugged but at least I could have eaten instead of taking caffeine. I don't even drink coffee but I was too scared to reject it. I'm so stupid, so dumb!Now that I think of it I was so foolish to have thought Damon had good intentions towards me, he dated me for a while and when we finally had sex it didn't take him a week to disappear before he left the country. I had thought my ex was remorseful and wanted to help me only to be disappointed again, I'm always the one who gets shamed and cheated on. It's pathetic and I wish I had just let that taxi
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Mark pov "She didn't fall for him like we thought she would, she defended you whenever Damon tried to make her see that you weren't good for her. I had to retrace my steps and started acting like a decent secretary, and then you left the company in my hands I just knew that I had found my way in, your mother also made things easy for me since she hated her daughter-in-law so much, Bruce also helped us pull Damon closer and when he left, she had to rely on Damon after she found out you were cheating. She was watched almost every time and that day I selected the cafe close to the company, I knew she was at the restaurant opposite us. That was why I pretended to trip and you caught me, I made sure she saw that and that was the beginning of her doubt, Damon thought maybe after getting her drunk he could get more information from her but her guards disrupted. That was why we sent our sniper after them" She enunciated. "How many people are in your team?" I asked. "Just four, Damon is the
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 103
Mark's Pov I felt exhausted, soaked with sweat and blood dripping down my hands. Marcel refused to break, I was furious and frustrated I had to tell Enzo to join Yumi. She still refused to bulge so I joined them, it was against everything I stand for but I needed to know where my wife was and who she was with. Her friends had told me she didn't come to them and I had my men searching for her, I called Reid to help me hack into the street's cameras and we still hadn't found out where she was going after she entered a taxi. My wife looked broken and I almost killed Damian for missing her because he came searching just after she left, I knew better than to blame him when I was the cause of this whole thing. I wanted her right in front of me so I could ask her to forgive me even if it meant going down on my knees, I won't hesitate to do that if it means she will forgive me. I don't want us to divorce, hell, I never even thought of that but I pretended to go with it. I keep acting l
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Sofia's Pov I walked not minding the cold I just needed to leave and not come back, the tears flowed freely down my chin as I recalled how he replied to me with that dismissive tone he used for his men. Like I was just sprouting nonsense and nothing I said mattered, I spotted a taxi and flagged it over but he didn't drive towards me instead going to the other direction. I don't know why I feel this way, he doesn't deserve my tears and I shouldn't be crying when he is probably having a good time with Marcel. Damon offered to come get me but I didn't want him to stress himself over me, I told him to send me his location and he sent me his address. Now dressed in a light-free knee-length gown with thin straps, I felt vulnerable wondering if walking at night like this was a good idea. I might still be in his territory but I can't be too sure that I'm safe, the glimmers of light from the street lamps were my only source of light as my shadow darkened behind me while the light bright
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 101
Mark pov"Now tell me who you are working for to save us from this awkwardness, and maybe save yourself from torture, the last time we had to torture a woman my wife did it, I didn't want blood on her hands so I employed someone else. Enzo complains about it and suggests we find someone else who is comfortable with it, a woman, and I found one who specializes in poison. Pretty nasty work if you ask me" I shrugged. "I don't know what you are talking about" She denied visibly trembling like a leaf in the wind. "You don't want to play that game with me, Marcel! Now tell me who you work for and how you plan to steal everything away from me, the clock is ticking and she will be here in three minutes" I warned. "But- but -""Do you think I'm stupid and I would choose my wife over you? How did you know I would be at that bar that day? Huh? You think you are so smart, too bad just one slip-up will cost you your life" I stood up and the door opened revealing my new extractor. A woman dress
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 100
Mark's Pov I went back into the basement to finish what I was doing before, even if I had no reason to be there I just needed something to help me take my mind off Sofia. What she said. I couldn't believe it but she looked like she was telling the truth, does she really love him? Where is she going to go? "Damian" I called and he came to my side. "Yes boss" He answered. "I want you to follow Sofia and find out where she is going to" I ordered and he nodded before walking away. I thought of what she just told me and how she was crying, she had to be lying to me about not loving me. And she looked convinced about Marcel trying to scam me not that I was surprised, it might be true but Marcel wouldn't dare to do such a thing now she knows about my underground business. I left the basement heading to the house, I met my mother and Marcel discussing and laughing loudly in the living room. "Mark? Did your wife tell you anything before she left?" My mother asked with a smug smile o
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 99
Mark pov “Flashback”I still feel guilty for being the reason why his sister was like this and I don't want him to see her unlike she wakes up, I brought the kids with me the following day and Lois took everything in as we passed wards and nurses on our way to his mother's ward. "Is this a hospital?" He asked and I nodded. "Is Mummy sick?" He asked again and I hesitated. "Yes," I reluctantly said and Joey stirred in my arms. We got to her ward and Lois looked shocked seeing her unconscious state, the nurses were checking up on her and we just stood there watching. "Is she going to be alright?" He asked in a low tone. "Yes, she is going to be fine" I replied even if I wasn't so sure about it myself. Until I heard him sniff and I glanced at him to see that he was crying, "What is it? Mummy is going to be fine" I assured him wondering if I made a mistake bringing them here. Joey was still looking around and she was too little to understand, "You promise?" He lifted his gaze peer
