All Chapters of Enslaved to the Ruthless Mafia: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Arianna's POV. "Wake up." I heard a voice call out, and I twitched uncomfortably. Hoping that whoever it was wouldn't notice that small movement of mine. Just when I thought the person would give up, I heard the low rumble of laughter, and an annoying voice I wouldn't forget. "We know you're awake princessa. It's no use trying to play dead." I decided to play the part I'd chosen to the very end. I slowly opened my eyes and watched the two men standing in front of me guardedly. I recognized the very good-looking one to be one of the kidnappers, Carlos. The other one I'd never seen before, but if he was connected to that Carlos guy, he was nothing good either. I averted my eyes from the two and looked around the place that kept me hostage. It was dark and dreary as expected, and I noticed that I wasn't the only one in here. There were other cages apart from mine which held women inside too. I came to a shocking realisation. I wasn't kidnapped for Ransom. I was probab

Chapter four.Gabriele's POV. I walked over to the bed where she lay and stood there stiff. She must have been knocked out by someone as she was sleeping a little too soundly. She groaned a little and moved to her side. Her hair shifted and I saw bruises on her skin. I frowned subconsciously and reached out to touch them. I discovered that there was a sizable amount of bruises around her neck area, and on her hands as well. She was tied up in ropes and I removed them from her. I was not a good man, true, but I still frowned seeing the bruises. She shivered lightly when I touched her skin, and I stopped my movement. I could tell that she was waking up. I quickly schooled my face into a mask of indifference, one I was most familiar with. I reached out to fetch a cigarette from my bedside drawer and lit it with a lighter. Then, I walked over to the window, stared at the sky, and waited for her to wake up.Arianna's POV. Awful was the first thing I felt as m

Gabriele's POV.I watched as Arianna jogged up the stairs and fury washed over me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Basilio trying his best to stifle a laugh and I got even more irritated. Just as I was about to blow my top I got a call from Mr. Stephano."Good day Mr. Stephano" I called out coldly and the man let out a burst of boisterous laughter. "Too cold Mr. Andino, I was wondering if you'd gotten my gift and what you think about it."I stood up from the dining chair and shoved a hand into my pocket as I made my way out of my wing of the house. "I received the gift Mr. Andino and I'd like to request that you not send me gifts like that ever again. It was thoughtful of you to get me a gift, but this one was a little too much." Mr. Stephano went silent for a few seconds and expressed his understanding. I hung up on the call and wore my suit as I walked through the west wing which housed my sex slaves, Basilio in tow.Almost immediately after I arrived, the door opened and Sara ju

Arianna's POV.After a sleepless night, morning finally came and I crawled out of my bed. I was sure that I looked horrible because I barely slept. I didn't have the heart to see it in the mirror so I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I brushed I looked into the mirror. My eyes had such scary eyebags and I cursed Gabriele Andino endlessly in my mind.I finally finished and took a shower and wrapped myself inside the bathrobe. Just as I was about to get dressed, I heard a knock on the door. I guessed that it was Sofia, so I went to the door and directly opened it and sure enough, it was her. She looked scared and I understood perfectly, my eyebags gave me quite a scare myself."Come in Sofie." I waved and went on to dry my hair, she stood behind me and closed the door. "Are you okay?" I sighed. "Yup I'm great. Just lacking decent sleep." She sighed with emotion. "Mr. Andino wants you downstairs for breakfast." Almost after I heard what she said, I remembered yesterday and

Arianna's POV.So, I had a lot on my mind. Dealing with Gabriele Andino and all the problems associated with him ought to be a full-time job. I'd spent my days reading romance novels and I found an amazing friend in Sofia. We became talking buddies. Whenever I felt confused or down, talking with her cheered me up.I told her about my Nonna and my grandpa, but I didn't touch on the topic of my parents. Whenever I thought about them, I felt a sharp pain in my heart. It was stifling and made it hard for me to breathe. I thought I had steeled myself for years, but it turned out that they still have the ability to make me feel pain. I admit that I still held a little hope for them or else I wouldn't have come to Italy.Sofia started laughing animatedly as she talked and I tried my best to squeeze out a smile in return. She was amazing. I found out that when she had nothing and was at the lowest point of her life Gabriele hired her. Even when her qualifications didn't warrant the job or bet