All Chapters of SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Damian. I could not win. No one could. What I said to her, I meant it. Francis spears would win. And everyone else would lose. Hope went straight to her room when we got back to the house, and I shut myself up in my study. She hadn’t talked to me the entire ride. Probably pissed at me, which I expected. I would deal with that later, though, because as soon as i booted up my laptop, I saw an e-mail from Roman regarding Luke’s activities. Luke had been busy indeed, meeting with various members of the Paganibfamily in the tristate area. We knew that, though. That wasn’t new. It was the next part that intrigued me. He was spending his nights in Isabella’s bed Isabella was Hope’s sister. That’s why it so surprised me to learn that I was wrong. That he wasn’t Effie’s father. But that wasn’t the strangest thing. In fact, what I saw made zero sense. I picked up the phone and dialed Roman, but before he could answer, the door burst open. Hope stood in the doorway, looking pissed off. “S

Hope After a short rest and a microwave dinner later in the evening, I had gotten ready and gone to sleep in my old bedroom, the sinking feeling never leaving my stomach. It wasn’t too much later when I woke to rain beating against the window and voices arguing. I sat up and glanced at the time on my phone. It was a little after midnight. The display showed eight missed calls, all from surprise, surprise Damian . I guess he had gotten home from Naya’s. Asshole. I ignored the messages, got out of bed, and cracked the door open. The voices came from downstairs. It was Isabella and a man. Although I knew the voice, I couldn’t place it. It didn’t belong here. “You promised me. I don’t want him hurt!” My sister sounded agitated. “I’m placating. Relax.” “How the fuck can I relax? God, I wish this were over!” I stepped out onto the landing and crept over to the stairs. Hearing the familiar creak on the third step, I froze, hoping they hadn’t heard. They continued arguing. “You need t

Damian. I popped out of the room when I saw Roman’s call come in and left Dr. Mooney to wrap Hope’s leg. I was right; just a sprain, but painful nonetheless. “Roman,” I said as I entered my study and shut the door. “Well, you know how to make an entrance.” “He kidnapped Kyle from the daycare. This is after he had gone to Naya’s house a few days ago, and she had refused to let him in. He was sending a message, Roman. I wanted to be sure he received mine loud and clear.” “Well, your father was pissed. You were gone for most of that, though.” “Really? Francis spears pissed at his son that’s not me for a change?” “Francis can be pigheaded sometimes, Damian. We both know that. He is tougher on you because he knows you’ll be the one replacing him, but he can’t ignore Tony. Franco is more aware than you think of the potential threat Tony presents, and this stunt with Kyle banished any doubts he may have still clung to.” “Finally,” I said sarcastically. “Either way, unless Tony is st

Hope. Damian made call after call as he drove us to the hospital, first to his uncle, then to stravos who tailed us, then to Tony. Tony didn’t pick up his call. He also arranged for security to be added to the hospital, for which I was grateful. I tried Isabella twice but never got hold of her. With traffic, by the time we got to the hospital, it was well over an hour later. Damian’s phone rang once more just as he parked the car. He checked the display, and I glimpsed the name. It was his father. “I have to take this.” I nodded, opening my door and setting my crutches outside. What a time tonsprain my ankle! “Stravos,” Damian called out once stravos had parked his car. “Take Hope upstairs, and stay with her until I get there.” Stravos nodded and took my arm, helping me out of the car. “I got it,” I snapped, hating feeling helpless. I glanced at Damian, who walked away with the phone to his ear. Stravos followed me into the hospital. At reception, I found out where they’d tak

Damian. I walked back into the meeting room at my father’s house. About a dozen menbwere gathered around the table, all family, cousins and uncles. My father raised his eyebrows but didn’t comment on my having left the room to take the call. I hated leaving Hope alone. She didn’t know to what extent things had progressed in the last twelve hours. Hell, I was shocked to hear it all myself. After I had left Tony’s house, my father had apparently gone ballistic on my brother. Roman filled me in on the details. Francis had been furious with Tony. So much so that he had apologized to Naya himself. I knew he was going to her house to make sure she knew he would protect her, but to apologize? That wasn’t Francis spears’s style. He had also stationed men at her house when she had refused to come to the city with him and stay at his house until things settled. She’d had no choice in the matter. He would do whatever he needed to do to protect his grandson. And he had sent Tony to the house