All Chapters of Claimed By A Mafia: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Seven days has passed since Rosalia arrived at her new destination. In those days, JK has tortured her for every single mistake. In addition, talking to anyone or going outside aren't allowed for her. It's not imaginable how severely he punished her all those times. Now she prays every day not to make any mistakes. His attempts are brutally successful in inciting fear inside her heart. After cleaning some parts of the house, she is here in the kitchen. It's 5 p.m. and time to make coffee, so she stops cleaning and focuses on the task at hand. Living here, fear of JK looms over every moment. On the other hand, she remains clueless about her brother's condition, lacking any knowledge of his whereabouts or well-being. As she prepares the coffee, a sense of brooding takes over, and what was once a well-arranged life spirals into chaos."Oliver, I'm so sorry; please forgive me, but don't worry, I'll find you no matter what," she mumbles. If she gets late, he'll scold her. After pouring the

When his hand falls on the empty side of the bed, he strokes the space unknowingly. His eyes get wide open after remembering the real incident. "Damnit!" He says," How can I just forget about her?" He quickly runs to the bathroom. His heartbeat stopped after seeing her at her worst. Water is flowing continuously through her lifeless body, which makes him curse himself. He turns off the faucet instantly and grabs her by her waist, which is cold. Carefully places her in his bed after carrying her into the room. While checking her breath, he finds it uneven. Removing all the soaked clothes, he covers her with his duvet, but she is still cold. "Hey, open your eyes! C'mon, open your eyes! Yah, open your eyes! Why aren't you opening your eyes?" He holds her hand. "Why don't you open your eyes? Do you think you can leave this mess so easily? I'm not going to let you do that at any cost, so open your eyes now; otherwise, I'm going to give you more punishment." Her vulnerable situation shocks

"What's bothering you?" The tall man says, holding her by her waist, "Tell me, I will solve all of your problems." He says trying to pull her near him."Let go of me, you freaking perverts!" Rosalia says, slapping him hard. "Don't dare to touch me; you don't know my husband; he will rip you two apart!""Is that so?" He says it in a mocking way."Look, I don't want any clashes; just give me those papers; I really need them.""But I need to taste your guts." He throws her against the ground, and the other man burns the papers instantly."No! Please no!" As she tries to stand up, he steps on her thigh, barely making her scream out of pain. Finding some sand near her, she starts to collect it cautiously and throws it toward his eyes. Although it doesn't affect him much, she manages to remove her thigh from his heavy feet and starts to run limping, but the tall beast grabs her. The drunk man starts to slap her mercilessly; not only that, he punches and kicks her. There is no way she can ma

After completing her task, for refreshment, Rosalia goes for a walk in the garden. She is roaming here alone. In this big house, there is no one except her work and herself, whom she hates more than anyone else. Tying her hair with the help of the hairband, she starts walking again. When she gets tired after walking for a while without thinking much, she lays on the grass. What a beautiful scenario! Sky above, green grass around, and small trees. There is a king and a queen, like in a fairy tale; the only difference is that there is only lack of trust and dependence. "If I fell in love with you, would you adore me?" She mumbles, looking at the sky."Get up now!" JK's shout makes her startle. While she turns her head, she finds him standing behind her which makes her get up quickly. "Oh, you need something?" Holding her hands, he starts to drag her into his room. "What happened?" She asks in a panicked way. Making her sit in the corner of the bed, he sits in front of her by pulling a c

As soon as she opens her eyes, she finds JK by her side, holding her hand gently. With care and concern, he brings a glass of water to her lips and helps her take a sip. "Hey, I'm here!" His presence makes her cry while hugging him; the fear is not over, but she is relieved to see JK. After a while, when situation gets normal, question arises in her mind: how did he come to her room? Or what would happen if he hadn't come? "You! You were not here," she says. "You need something?" "It's my house, I can go anywhere, going beyond necessity." He says lifting his eyebrows. "No, I didn't mean that; of course it's your house, and I'm so lucky tonight that I got you beside me exactly at the moment I'm in need of you." "I know how pathetic you are, and your nightmares could kill you, so I'm here because I don't want my only servant to die." A surge of anger builds up inside her, but she restrains herself from expressing it. When JK arrives to check on her forehead, he discovers her crying in h