All Chapters of Sold To The Mafia Lord: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

*Bruno* I was walking forward when I heard Lucía's scream. I was now certain that she was in this room somewhere. Maybe she was trapped inside. With the flames at the side spreading, I couldn't help but think that she might be engulfed in it if I were to go a bit later. When I pushed open a door after minutes of trying to find her. The room was stuffy and filled with smoke. I saved Lucia and brought her back. Rave and my men tied up the two fools who had tried to kidnap her. I took Lucia to my room. I laid her on my bed. There was a blood stain on my hand. She had been hit with a stick on her head and had lost consciousness. I clenched my fist. I was going to deal with those two fools. I called for the doctor who treated us as I didn't want to take her to the hospital or involve the police. She was treated in my room. The doctor said she would be alright as she didn't get anything damaged. I was relieved to hear the news. After changing her clothes and cleaning the dirt away from he

*Bruno* Lucia looked so surprised when I told her she would be my cook. It was obvious she didn't want to at first. She may wonder why I made her my cook. But I had my reasons for everything I did. "Why?" She asked, just as I knew she would. She was one curious being. How could I tell her that I wanted her close to me? As my cook, she was in charge of all my meals. "Since when do I have to explain to you, Lucia?" I asked her. She gritted her teeth as she had nothing to resort to. "I tell you what you do, not the other way round," I said sternly. There was no room for dispute. She frowned. If there was one thing that I have noticed about her, it was the fact that she hated being controlled. I wonder how it must make her feel to not be able to do what she wants, but at the same time, I couldn't give her all the freedom she wants now. I have to be sure that she will be beside me first before letting her make some decisions for herself. She swallowed her anger and spoke, "Did you eve

*Bruno* I sat behind my desk, tossing the lighter in my hands before flicking it on to light up a wrap of cigarettes. I puffed out thick smoke from my mouth. These days, I have been in a good mood. My days revolved around coming to the club, running some underground work, receiving reports, and then going home. I made sure never to miss any meal prepared by Lucia. She was a really good cook. I assisted her sometimes in the cooking and noticed that she was slowly opening up to me. I cursed myself for not making her my cook on time. A knock on the door brought me back from my reverie. Rave walked in and stood before me. "Have you been able to find any trace of him?" I asked, and he nodded. Something unusual had happened in the club. One of the henchmen was killed in my club. The thought of it made me angry, though it has been a while since it happened. "Black Axe was found in a bar. He is still been watched by our men. We are waiting for your orders," said Rave. The curtain at t

*Bruno* Lucia stood in front of me in my office in the club. To think she would be standing there was something I had never expected as I always wanted her away from such places, away from men. But there she was. I did not want something different. After our kiss last night, I decided I wanted her to always be around me. Immediately, I told her about my plan. The door pushed open, and I gritted my teeth in anger when I saw Natasha walking in. Some bad timing she got. I could see the look Lucia gave her, like she shouldn't be here. She didn't seem to like her, or was it about the clothes Natasha was wearing? I squinted my brow. She wore a very short red dress which exposed so much skin. Her hair was packed to the side, and her face was adorned in heavy makeup. I took a quick peek at Lucia to see her staring intently at Natasha as she walked in. The room seems to become quiet. Natasha's step echoes in the room. She walked steadily towards me. All this while, I wondered what went o

*Bruno* It felt nice to always see Lucia with me at the club. I made sure she was with me most of the time. I started to wonder if I made a mistake. Maybe she should have been my secretary. It wasn't too late to make her one, but I didn't want to seem like I was ordering her around. We spent a lot of time together, alone. We made out more, too. Her defense and resolve grew weaker and weaker with time. She likes me more than she thinks she does, though she is too headstrong to admit this. It was time to walk around the club for my usual inspection. I walked out, closing the door behind me. As I walked out, I looked around. Taking note of everything in the hallway. When I walked out, I noticed a small crowd gathered. The music was still on, but most people seemed more interested in whatever was happening there. And that was the receptionist position. I furrowed my brows. I walked towards the small crowd, wanting to know what was going on there. I placed my hands on the shoulders of