All Chapters of SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

BENTLEY'S POV“Let's go to a cafe, I'm craving a drink or something.” Accalia suggested as she stared at Luca and I. “What about you guys?”I chuckled and replied, "Sure, I could use a caffeine fix. How about you, Luca? Any preferences?"Luca remained silent for a moment before he finally said, "I don't have any preferences."I raised an eyebrow, surprise glimmered in my eyes. "Not even for coffee or tea? Come on, everyone has a preference.""I consume what is necessary." Luca said and shrugged nonchalantly.I smirked and said sarcastically, "Alright, Mr. Mysterious. We'll find something that fits your needs.”As we walked towards the cafe, I continued my banter with Luca, I was attempting to crack his stoic exterior with jokes and playful comments. I was surprised that Luca responded with occasional subtle smirks and very rare, short-lived chuckles.We settled into a corner table at the cafe and we ordered drinks, soon our drinks came and casually, we sipped our drinks, I couldn't re

DON'S POVI sat down on my office chair in my study and Butler Roy stood beside me as I wiped the blood off my wrists with the handkerchief he had handed to me earlier. It had been hours since I left Accalia with Luca watching after her. My mind drifted back to Accalia's best friend, Bentley, and for some weird reason, she looked very familiar. Not familiar in the sense of me seeing her pictures when I had carried out a background search on Accalia but familiar in the sense that she looked awfully familiar, like I had seen her somewhere or maybe she looked so much like someone I once came across.“Is the master perhaps worried about the young miss?” Butler Roy asked, it seemed that he had noticed how deep in thoughts I was."Don't be ridiculous, Roy," I snapped, my tone dripping icy. "I'm not worried about her. I was just... thinking.""But of course, sir," Roy replied with a smirk, his sarcasm dripping like honey. "Because it's completely normal for the master of the house to be sit

DON'S POVThe night was quiet aside from the soft sounds of music coming from the hallways leading up to my bedroom, which was connected to my study. My thoughts drifted to the conversation I had with Dr O'Connell. He still denied being paid off to rule my sister's death as suicide when it was obvious that she had and her fiance had been murdered. And yet, his words made me continue to believe that my sister had been murdered. That someone was responsible for those deaths. His silence and refusal to speak up proved it. He claimed that did not know who killed my sister or her fiance and he refused to tell me who hired him either. I needed answers. The question was why? If someone really wanted to kill my sister and her fiance, wouldn't they have also killed O'Connell too?My thoughts turned into a whirlwind, creating a mental storm within me and I was unable to calm myself down. As my thoughts continued to rage inside me, the door opened and shut quietly, causing me to snap out of my

ACCALIA'S POVI smiled reassuringly at him, hoping to calm him and encourage him to leave Ken alone.But as I looked up at him, Don looked at me with so much rage, hatred, betrayal and hurt, my heart broke at the sight. And then, without a second thought, my eyes closed and I buried my face into his chest as I wrapped my arms around his torso. I felt Don's fingers gently brushing back some strands of hair from my face and caressing my cheek softly, but he didn't say anything.As I hugged him even tighter, I could hear Ken snickering. "What a gentleman," he mocked.And when Don didn't say anything, I pulled back slightly, my eyes widened in surprise as I looked at Don and saw him shaking his head at Ken who had the biggest smirk on his face."This is not what it seems to be," I whispered."It seems that someone has found their lover already, Missy. Just how pathetic," Ken teased sarcastically. "A beautiful, innocent young lady being held against her will."I couldn't help but tighten

ACCALIA'S POV"Stop Don." I screamed, tears were streaming down my face uncontrollably. I didn't dare to look down because it was as if all the courage and strength in my body had disappeared and left me defenseless. My body trembled violently in fear and shock.My eyes welled up with fresh tears of anguish. "Please Don." I cried out."Quiet, slut, I will wash off every scent of Ken from your body!" He growled furiously. His gaze shifted downwards, staring hungrily at me. "Spread your legs." He ordered gruffly.As much as I wanted to obey his order, I couldn't bring myself to open my legs for him. What was stopping me? I was afraid.The only thing keeping me from obeying his command was the fact that I was scared.I started gasping for air, my heart rate began rising rapidly. "No!" I screamed hysterically. But he stopped and then I felt his lips meet mine, calming me down instantly. "I promise, pumpkin, I won't hurt you." He murmured against my lips tenderly."No, Don. Please, no.