All Chapters of Auctioned To My Mafia Lord: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Miguel's POVWe pulled away from the mansion, and my gaze involuntarily drifted to the rearview mirror watching Ava as she ran after the car and then fell to the ground. Her tear-streaked face was etched with pain and desperation.The image burned in my mind as the car drifted further away from her. My heart cramped as I focused on her, and clenched my fist tightly. Abandoning her wasn't anything easy, and it fucking hurt but it had to be done. “Do you want us to stop?” Perez leaned toward me as he whispered, noticing my struggle, and I caught his gaze and shook my head.“No,” I mumbled, “We have somewhere to be.”Each glance at her through the rearview mirror felt like a punch to the gut, stirring up a whirlwind of conflicting emotions within me that I couldn't help or process at the moment.I wanted to reach out, to offer some comfort, but the wounds she had inflicted on me ran too deep. The betrayal, the lies, they were like a dagger lodged in my heart, refusing to budge no matt

Ava's POVI could feel my heart in my legs as I ran with all I had in me —every fibre of my being was out here.I ran through the chaos, and the wailing sound that followed the echoes of gunshots.Bullets flew in all directions as I neared the burning ranch, and charged in on what looked like a war front. The sight was what you could only expect to see at a war front.I could feel fear coursing through me at the chaos but I had to keep going because my baby needed me. I had to stay strong and focused for her. It didn't matter if I was running into war.The closer I got to the burning ranch the more I could feel the heat lick my skin and sweat rolled down my back. As I reached the chaotic scene, my heart hammered in my chest with dread, and fear tightened into a knot in the pit of my stomach. My body trembled aggressively, and the intense pressure in my abdomen was growing more and more pressing.Through the chaos I could barely make out allies or foes. Both sides were locked in a f

Miguel's POV“There you are,” Gracie's voice echoed through the corridor, cutting off my thoughts. I glanced in her direction and smiled, grateful for her presence. Her face morphed into a frown, “Weren't you going to come see me?”“Who says I didn't,” I confronted, “I have visited you twice now, and both times you were on a sedative, so I had to go back to my room.”“Oh!” She mouths, “I didn't know that,” she confessed.I looked at her closely. She looked like she had seen hell. Her eyes were bagged, and her face was pale like death. Perez said they were keeping her in the hospital because she had been traumatized by the entire event and had been unable to sleep, which was why they kept her on a sedative.“What?” She quizzed as she met my gaze. Her eyes were hollow and devoid of their usual light, and it broke my heart.“Nothing,” I mumbled, looking away and squeezing the baby to my chest. I didn't know what to say to her, but I couldn't shake the guilt I felt about the whole thing.

Miguel's POVProject Ava? What was that? What was he talking about?The air hung with silence as I glared at Lino, my grip tightening around the gun.He was absolutely nuts, and I wanted to kill him already, but not yet. I was curious. I still needed to know what he meant by Project Ava.What had he done? What had he been up to? What did that even mean? What did he do?“What the hell are you talking about?” I roared, losing my temper, “What did you do?”“You can't figure it out. Can you?” he raised a brow and smirked, “Fine, I'll tell you everything out of the goodness of my heart. Tell me, Miguel. Do you think everything that happened in your life since you met Ava was a coincidence?”“What do you mean?” I squinted my brow, perplexed.He sighed, “Okay, I'll break it down for you, but first, I'd like to ask. Who do you think is the mastermind behind Ava and Nando's meeting? Who do you think planned everything from the start?”My eyes widened with shock, and Lino grinned pleasantly.“Y

Ava's POVThe monitors hummed in the background, and I could hear it but so faintly. The bleached white that enveloped everything in sight was blinding, but I wouldn't call it harsh or anything of that sort. It was cool, relaxing, and beautiful, like nothing I had ever seen.The cloud was clear, and the sun looked more beautiful than I had ever seen it. Everything was more beautiful and elegant. I closed my eyes feeling the breeze sweep over me. It was perfect. I felt at peace here, unlike the world where I had come from. My heart felt at ease instead of the constant turbulence that haunted me as usual. Peace was a feeling I hadn't felt in a really long time, but now I could feel it holding me together, and the best part of all this was them —my parents and my aunt. They were all here. They were all before me, and it felt amazing to have them with me. My mom wrapped her arms around me, squeezing me in a long hug that seemed to penetrate every inch of my body. It felt great. I felt h