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Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 15
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
Last Updated : 2024-11-17Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 16
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
Last Updated : 2024-11-17Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 17
CHAPTER 17 MARK'S POV Sofia expression morphs into a cheerful one, her eyes sparkling with delight as she heard the kids insist on sleeping in her room; I couldn't help but watch her. The way her face lit up, the gentle curve of her smile, it was infectious. But I reined in my thoughts, reminding myself to maintain my reserve. "Don't get too carried away," I cautioned, my voice softer than I intended. "It's just the kids being kids." Sofia's response was barely above a whisper, but her words struck a chord within me. "I'm just happy they want to be close to me." I didn't respond. Instead, I stood up, my movements abrupt, and walked into my room. The door closed behind me with a soft click, a deliberate separation from the warmth Sofia's words had ignited. For a moment, I forgot I was mad at her from the party. I stepped into my room, shutting the door behind me. I began to undress, shedding my clothes as I made my way to the shower. As the warm water travelled down my body, I co
Last Updated : 2024-11-18Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 18
CHAPTER 18 SOFIA'S POV I woke up to a beautiful, bright, sunny morning, feeling refreshed and ready to tackle the day. After a gentle stretch, I got out of bed and began my daily routine. First things first, bath time for the kids! I spent some quality time getting them cleaned up and dressed for the day. They chattered excitedly as we made our way downstairs to have breakfast. As we settled in for breakfast, the kids climbed into their chairs, eager for their morning meal. As I poured cereal into the Luis' bowl, Mark's sudden entrance caught my attention. His expression was tense, and his eyes seemed to hold a mix of urgency and frustration. "Hey," Mark greeted, his voice low and serious. "Good morning," I greeted, faking a smile. Mark ignored my greeting and hesitated before finally speaking. "There's a press briefing scheduled for today, and I need you to represent me." My spoon hovered over the cereal box, "Me? Why?" My mind raced with confusion and alarm as Mark's words
Last Updated : 2024-11-18Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 19
CHAPTER 19 SOFIA'S POV As I stood in front of the mirror, I adjusted the fitted blazer, smoothing out any wrinkles. The tailored pants hugged my curves perfectly, exuding confidence and poise. My heels, a matching neutral shade, added a touch of sophistication to the overall look. I had aimed for a "boss lady" vibe, and I was convinced I had nailed it. I glanced at my watch, It was 9:45 AM. The driver should be arriving any minute now. Mark had instructed him to pick me up on time, to ensure we arrived at the briefing with plenty of time to spare. As I waited, I took a few deep breaths, mentally preparing myself for the charade ahead. I rehearsed my lines, visualized the smile I would wear, and steeled myself for the cameras and questions. A knock at the door broke the silence. "Ma'am, your car is ready," Maria the maid announced. I grabbed my clutch and took one last look in the mirror. The woman staring back at me was unrecognizable – polished, poised, and ready to face the wor
Last Updated : 2024-11-19Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 20
CHAPTER 20 MARK'S POV I pulled out of the warehouse parking lot, feeling a mix of exhaustion and relief. The issues were finally under control, and I could focus on other things for now. Like tackling the bad press about my family and me. Instead of heading back to the office, I decided to go straight home. The day had been long enough already, and I needed some time to myself. As I drove, my mind drifted to Sofia's press conference. I hope it has gone smoothly and she is handling the pressure just okay. I quickened my pace, eager to see her and hear all about it. Pulling into our driveway, I noticed Sofia's car wasn't there. Why isn't she back yet? As I walked into the living room, the kids' excited chatter and laughter greeted me. I smiled, grateful for the warm welcome. After a long morning sorting out issues at the warehouse, coming home to my kids was just what I needed. "Daddy's home!" Luis squealed, racing into my arms. I scooped him up, twirling him around while Joey c
Last Updated : 2024-11-19Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 21
CHAPTER 21 SOFIA'S POV Mark's eyes widened as Luis babbled excitedly, He frantically tried to signal to Louis to stop talking, hoping the baby wouldn't reveal more. But Luis, oblivious to Mark's distress, continued to chatter, waving his chubby little hands. Mark tried pulling Louis away from me to stop him from spilling but he was too caught up in his own excitement, he clung to my legs struggling with his father while refusing to let me go. Mark's face turned bright red as he mouthed "stop" and "shush" to Louis, who simply giggled and repeated, "Daddy watched you on TV." I grinned mischievously, savouring the moment, then turned to Mark, whose face turned red as he shifted uncomfortably. I teased, "Come on, don't be shy. Admit it, I did great on the interview." Mark's eyes darted around the room, avoiding mine. "I just started watching it," he muttered. I chuckled, "Oh, don't bother denying it. Your secret's out" I winked at him. "It's okay to compliment me, you know. I won't l
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 22
CHAPTER 22 MARK'S POV As Sofia recounted her lunch experience with Damien and the driver, my unease grew. A knot formed in my stomach, tightening like a vice. My face must have betrayed me because Sofia's expression changed from carefree to concerned. Why was I angry? I couldn't explain it. Logically, there was nothing wrong with Sofia having lunch with colleagues. But logic didn't apply here. A possessive instinct stirred within me, refusing to be silenced. I felt a surge of discomfort like my emotions were betraying me. Why did the thought of Sofia laughing with another man, sharing stories, make my skin crawl? Was it jealousy? Ownership? "What do you mean by saying I'm your property?" Sophia asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I evaded Sophia's piercing gaze, focusing on my plate instead. The question hung in the air, heavy with expectation. "What do you mean when you say I'm your property?" I couldn't meet her eyes, unsure of how to articulate the complex emotions swirlin
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Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 61
Chapter 61Sofia's Pov After Mark finished eating me out on his desk I decided to let him work, I went to clean up in the bathroom at his office. A neat clean space and a nice bathtub but I wanted to use the jacuzzi. "Why do you even have everything at your office? You still keep your clothes here too" I scoffed, it's not like he stays here or anything I don't get why he has these things here. "Sometimes I change my clothes depending on the meeting Bonita, and I use the bathroom too" He replied. I stepped into the automatic shower and it rained down on my naked body, the water was too warm so I switched to cold. I gasped as I felt hands wrapped around me from behind, "Don't you have work?" I sighed. "I do but the thought of you having a bath in my office turns me on, and you don't know how much I fantasized about you here while jerking off, your soft moans and the way you beg me to keep going and stop at the same time" He whispered into my ear. He grabbed my breast with both h
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 60
Chapter 60Mark's PovI'm losing my mind! My wife is missing and her phone isn't going through. "Boss I just called Dallas and he said they are sleeping over, and he also said she told you about it," Damian said and I sighed. She is still mad at me, and she doesn't want to see me. What am I supposed to do now? "This is Reid's fucking fault, I told him my wife isn't capable of such a thing, the asshole made me ask her" I groaned. "You should have listened to him, I wouldn't even believe it if you told me your wife isn't that kind of person," Damian remarked and I was so pissed and tired. "What are you going to do to the traitor?" He asked. "I will take care of him tomorrow morning, for now, I need to sleep" I hung up on him even though I knew sleep would be hard tonight, I didn't have her beside me and I promised I wouldn't be smoking again. "Fuck this, she could have at least told me" I sighed rubbing my face with my hands, I miss having her petite figure on my bed wrapped ar
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 59
Chapter 59Sofia's Pov He rushed after me and caught my hand before I got into the car, "They are just substitutes and they will be out of your sight if that is what you want" Mark said. "That is not what I want, you didn't bother to tell me about it. You always do this and it's as if I don't have a say in my own life, and I'm so tired of people making discussions for me every time if you are going to be any different then I guess I was wrong about you" I yanked my hand from his group, my bodyguards had moved away from the car the moment they noticed we were arguing but it was still embarrassing to be having a dispute in front of them not to mention Lois who just started at us in confusion."This is my problem with you why are you being dramatic when you could have just talked to me about it, how am I supposed to know you have an interest in these things when you couldn't even look at me when your driver died" He emphasized, he always thinks he is right and everyone else is wrong.
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 58
Chapter 58Sofia's Pov Mark's mother continued her verbal assaults but I was too worried about the look on my husband's face when he walked back inside after making a phone call outside, I patted Lois and dropped him on the floor so he could go play with his toys. "If you are done, you know what to do" I smirked at her indicating she leaves when she's done blabbing, her face turned red and she stood up. "Don't you dare say that to me! You have no right to chase me out of my son's house" She said angrily and I rolled my eyes at her dramatic behavior. "I wasn't chasing you, I was just reminding you because you said I didn't have the right to lay claim on your son. But of course I'm the one staying here not you, I'm the one he accepted and I'm the one in charge here. I respect you as his mother but I do not respect that you use every opportunity to belittle me, I honestly do not care if you like me or not, that's your concern" I replied and walked away heading for my room. I did man
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 57
Chapter 57Mark's Pov I knew it was hard for her but I couldn't bear with her when she turned the whole thing against me, I will do anything to keep her safe, and if she thinks I'm the devil for wanting to keep her safe then so be it. I left for my room and called Damian, we were looking for whoever was responsible for my wife's incident, it was a bold move and very calculated too like an inside job. They knew that I was vulnerable at the moment and used the opportunity to strike, all my men swore their fealty to me and most of them, I gave a second chance to live just as I did with her driver. Speaking of which I have to find another one, this time her bodyguards are going to be in the same car with her. I hate that idea but I can't possibly be thinking about anything but what will keep her safe, Damian went to pick Lois up from school and Joey was fast asleep upstairs. My wife is pissed at me so it's better I give her some space for now, after all, I'm the cause of whatever the
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 56
Chapter 56 Sofia's Pov I stayed quiet at the back of the car as Dallas drove me back to school, he was speaking to Mark on the phone but I was too lost in thought. Rio and Fabio stayed back to get rid of the damage while Mark ordered Dallas to take me back, "Mrs Carvajal?" Dallas called and I turned to look at him. "Are you alright?" He narrowed his brows at whatever haunted expression he saw on my face, I nodded before focusing back outside the window. I wished I stayed back at school this wouldn't have happened, and that man would still be alive. It's all because of me. Did I fail to realize that as the wife of a Carvajal, I'm most likely to become a target, and for what purpose? I don't need these bodyguards if they are all going to die that way because of me, "The boss said he will pick you up after you are done" He enunciated. Again I was unable to take my mind off the incident, it's just my first day what will happen from now on? Is everything going to be the same? We g
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 54
Chapter 54Mark's Pov I was in my office going through some documents when I got a phone call from Enzo, I told him to release Damian not because of my wife's request but because I need a helping hand with everything going on. I sent for him to come to the company, Marcel knocked on the door before walking in, and she brought documents for me to check out. These past few weeks she has been in charge and she's surprisingly good at what she does. I noticed that she was wearing a long skirt with a very wide slit, I thought I warned her to stop dressing like that. "Sir these are the documents you asked for" She bowed and dropped them on my desk, "You can leave now" I dismissed but she lingered and I raised an eyebrow at her. "Do you have anything else to say?" I asked the aggravating woman and she shook her head and then proceeded to pivot around my desk, making me wonder where she got the audacity to even come close to me. "I noticed you look very tired so I wanted to help" I fel
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 54
Chapter 53 Sofia's Pov The last few weeks have been great and Mark was recovering while fucking me with any chance he gets, my brother already left and today is my first day at college. I'm excited and also very nervous, my husband was even worse he wore this expression of disapproval when I was dressing up. "It's a jumpsuit I can't wear I skirt on top, stop being such an old man" I shook my head and continued applying mascara, I had changed my clothes for the fifth time and I think he wanted me to wear a maternity dress instead. "Your ass looks great in this what if those little boys stares at you" He complained and I scoffed. I was wearing a black jumpsuit sleeveless jumpsuit which can also be mistaken for separate clothing because the bottom looked like trousers, I wore gold earrings and a bracelet. "I don't care about them, plus I'm married to you" I interjected and he hummed from behind me then lifted my hair out of the way as he helped me out with my necklace. "I'm sorry
Mafia’s captive: Young Blood, Old Money Chapter 52
Chapter 52Sofia's Pov A moan escaped my lips as he slipped his fingers into my jeans finding my clit, he pushed my lace panties aside and slide two fingers inside me. "For someone who is opposed to this you are soaking wet" He whispered into my ears and I tugged his hair. "I hate you" I breathed gasping as he adds another finger, "But your pussy says otherwise" He teased and fastened his pace until I came undone. I thought that was it, but he lifted me off him and made me sit on the bed, then he left to go lock the door and veered with a sly smirk playing on his lips. "Mark stop staining yourself" I scolded after catching my breath, he ignored me unbuckling his belt my eyes widened as he put it around my neck and tightened it. He yanked my jeans down taking it off me and I was so blinded by lust that I helped take off my shirt. Now standing half naked in front of him while he stared at my body, I felt exposed and uncertainty settled in the pit of my stomach, I forgot he was ex
