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The lost Mafia princess chapter 20
Alexander POVThe house was still. Too still. The silence had stretched on for days, filling every corner with an oppressive weight that he couldn’t shake off. As he sat at the kitchen table, staring at the untouched glass of whiskey in front of him, the reality he had been trying to deny came crashing down with full force.“So it’s true… Elizabeth was kidnapped,” he mumbled, barely recognizing his own voice. His hands, trembling, reached for the glass, but he stopped short, letting his fingers hover over it. What good would it do? What comfort would it bring? Nothing could dull the ache in his chest, the weight pressing down on him like an anchor, dragging him into despair.*I couldn’t protect her again.* The thought clawed at his insides, tearing him apart with every passing minute. This was the second time. The second time he had failed to keep her safe. He had sworn to himself, sworn to Elizabeth, that he would never let anything happen to her again. After the first time, after e
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Elizabeth sat on the cold floor of the small room, her hands trembling as she hugged her knees to her chest. It had been days—weeks maybe? Time had lost its meaning in this place. Her only company was the ticking of her own thoughts, bouncing around the walls of her mind. She had waited, hoping that somehow her family would find her, and would come to save her like they had before. But no one came. The door creaked open, and her heart raced involuntarily. She hated that her body still reacted like that—as if she still believed someone was coming for her. But it wasn’t her brothers, or her father. It was him—the man behind the mask. The one who had taken her, broken her life apart piece by piece, and now stood over her with that cruel, sickening smile.“I told you,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction, “they won’t come for you.”Elizabeth’s eyes darted to the floor, trying to hide the mix of emotions burning behind them—fear, anger, sadness. She wouldn’t give him the satisfa
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Elizabeth stood in front of the mirror, her eyes—no, not her eyes anymore—stared back at her. They were now a cold, icy blue, a far cry from the deep brown she once knew. Her hair, which had been a rich, dark color, was now bleached to a stark, unnatural white. She barely recognized herself, and maybe that was the point. The girl she had been was gone, erased by the man in the mask.He had taken everything from her—her freedom, her identity, her family. And now, she was forced to look at this stranger in the mirror, wearing the name *Sophia Maxine*. She wasn’t allowed to speak unless instructed, wasn’t allowed to cry or break. She was just his puppet now.“Come on, Sophia, time to leave,” came the chilling voice from behind her.Sophia stared at her reflection one last time. She had been forced into heavy makeup, the kind she never wore. Her skin was paler than usual, her lips painted an unnatural shade of red, her face almost doll-like. She let out a long sigh, pushing back the wave
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Sophia stood by the entrance of the grand Russian mall, her blue eyes scanning the bustling crowds. The man in the mask had insisted on taking her here today, though she didn’t understand why. Perhaps it was another step in his twisted game, another way to break her down further by making her feel like she was free when she was anything but. Her pale, white hair—part of her new identity—stood out against the crowd, just as he had intended. She hated it.She glanced over at him. The man who had taken everything from her. He stood a few steps ahead, his hands casually in his pockets, the same unsettling mask covering his face. The mask had always bothered her. It wasn’t just that it hid his identity—it was that it seemed to symbolize his power over her, as if he could be anyone, anything, while she was left bare, vulnerable.They had been in Russia for nearly one week now, and every day felt like an eternity. She had followed his orders without question, slipping into her new role as
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Ryan stood in the hallway, his fists clenched at his sides. His father had just told him the news—he was being sent away. Away from his home, his brothers, everything he knew. The moment the words had left his father’s mouth, a wave of anger surged through him, hot and uncontrollable. His face burned, his breath came in short, ragged bursts, and his chest felt tight, like something was crushing him from the inside.How could his father do this?Ryan’s thoughts spiraled, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of it all. Elizabeth was gone—two weeks had passed, and there was still no sign of her. Every day that went by, their father had sunk deeper into his own despair, his face growing more tired, more worn. Ryan had noticed the way his father barely spoke anymore, the way he paced the house at night, as if he were looking for something he’d lost and knew he’d never find.But sending him away? Ryan couldn’t understand it. His father had always been strong, had always held the famil
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Alexander's POVAlexander at the dining table, staring at the empty chair where Ryan had been just moments ago. His youngest son had left, gone off with his grandparents, and the house felt emptier than it ever had. The words Ryan had said before walking out of the door still echoed in his mind, each one a jagged wound that refused to heal."I'll never forgive you for this."The words tore through him again, and Alexander gripped the edge of the table, his knuckles white. He’d known this day would come—that sending Ryan away would hurt him, but he hadn’t expected it to hurt like this. He hadn’t expected the depth of anger in his son’s voice, the coldness in his eyes. And worst of all, he hadn’t expected the guilt that now wrapped itself around him, squeezing tighter with every passing second.He couldn’t breathe.The house felt like it was closing in on him, every shadow, every piece of furniture reminding him of his failures. He had failed to protect his daughter, Elizabeth. He had f
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Sophia as she had to remind herself, stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at the reflection of someone she no longer recognized.Her once vibrant brown eyes were now hidden beneath icy blue contacts, and her dark hair, now bleached to an unnatural white, framed her face in sharp angles. She looked like a stranger.The transformation had been quick and thorough. Over the past few days, they had drilled new rules into her—how to walk, how to talk (or rather, how *not* to talk), and how to blend into the shadows like a ghost.And now, standing in front of the mirror, her body draped in sleek black clothing, the reality of what she was about to do hit her.Her heart raced as the weight of it all settled in her chest. This was no ordinary task. This was her initiation, the first step into a world she had been running from her entire life. And now, she was being pushed back into it, but this time, she wasn’t just a captive. She was a player in the game.The door to her room cr
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Alexander had never felt so hollow. Each day felt like a slow march into a dark abyss. His once steady hands now trembled, his thoughts fogged by exhaustion and worry. The weight of his failure as a father bore down on him, especially when it came to Elizabeth. For days, he hadn’t slept properly. Elizabeth was gone, Ryan was angry, and his home felt like it was crumbling apart. Every moment he was awake, he replayed the last conversation he’d had with his daughter, his mind circling around the same agonizing question: *Where did I go wrong?*He hadn’t been able to protect her. Not once, but twice now she had been taken from him. And each time, he had been powerless to stop it.Sitting at the kitchen table, Alexander’s fingers wrapped around a glass of whiskey. The amber liquid swirled in the glass, catching the dim light of the kitchen. It was his only comfort, the only thing that dulled the pain and the overwhelming guilt. He brought the glass to his lips and took a long sip, the
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