All Chapters of Betrothed To The Ruthless Mafia : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Chapter 161

Sergio's shirtless torso glistened with blood and sweat, his muscles strained as he hung, suspended from the rusty chains. His wrists were bound above his head, the chains cutting deep and rough into his skin. The men had strung him up, beaten and tortured him the best way they could, and then they left him in the dimly lit room, heavy with the stench of decay and blood.Each breath was a labored gasp as blood dripped from the multiple stab wounds on his body, mixing with the sweat that trickled down his torso. A lot of time had passed before Mr. Santos returned and went to stand before him, his face twisted in cruel satisfaction. He had spent his entire life waiting for that moment—the opportunity to avenge his son's tragic death and make Sergio accountable for the pain and suffering he had inflicted upon them. And now, thanks to Rosana's discovery of the truth, the tables had turned and Sergio was now at his mercy. He was now vulnerable, defenseless, and had walked right into his h
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Chapter 162

THREE DAYS LATER•••Sergio's body seemed almost lifeless, a mere shell of its former self. His chest barely rose with each labored breath, the only sign of life in this broken, battered form. The stench of blood, sweat, and suffering clung to him, a proof of the torment and torture he had endured for four days.Deep slashes oozed crimson, while older cuts had formed crusty scabs. Bruises, dark and purple distorted his features, making his face swollen and almost unrecognizable. His eyes were sunken as dark circles etched beneath them, signifying exhaustion and pain. His cheeks were hollow, skin stretched taut over bones while his lips were cracked and swollen, revealing a glimpse of bloodied teeth."He refuses to give up," Federico, one of the men said to Mr. Santos as they walked into the room together."It is not in his nature to give up easily, but he surely will. I still need him alive, this is nothing compared to what I have in store for him""What if he survives? We will all be
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Chapter 163

Sergio was missing! Rosana's mind raced as she paced frantically in her room, her eyes darting wildly. Her heart thundered in her chest, her hands trembled, and her fingers twitched with anxiety. Four days. For four days, he had been missing and she had assumed he'd moved on, accepted her rejection, and vanished from her life.But now, the truth hit her like a tidal wave—something was terribly wrong. Restlessness coursed through her veins, making her skin prickle with unease. Every step, every thought, every heartbeat screamed different questions. Where was Sergio? What happened after that night? Was he safe and okay?"Goodness!" Her breath came in short gasps, her lungs constricting with fear. She needed answers! "What is wrong?" Aria asked once Rosana joined her in the garden. At first glance, she knew something was off. "Are you alright?""No-no... I am not alright, Mammà.""Why? What happened?" Aria asked, taking off her farming gloves. "I saw you with Enzo a while ago.""Yes. Se
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Chapter 164

"Before you make any decision..." Aria began, her tone fused with worry. By this time, Enzo was gone and it now left the both of them outside the study. "There is something you need to know""What else, Mammà?""Something important," Aria whispered with urgency as she cautiously looked around to be sure they were alone. Fear lingered beneath the surface, breaking through the fragile facade of her composure. "Come with me"Quietly, Rosana followed her back to the room where she locked the door behind them, her movement swift and anxious. She began pacing back and forth, her nervousness growing as her hands began to shake uncontrollably. Once Rosana saw that, her concern deepened. Aria's composure was cracking and she knew that behavior all too well. Her mother only exhibited such frantic energy when burdened by a heavy secret or overwhelming worry. What could it be this time?"Mammà... What is the problem?""Oh, dear, I should have told you the truth sooner" She breathed, her voice
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Chapter 165

Chapter 165"WHAT. THE. HELL. IS GOING ON HERE, ROSANA?" Mr. Santos thundered, his eyes blazing with fury.His eyes widened in disbelief, fixing on Rosana cradling Sergio's battered form. The sight was a slap in the face, contradicting everything he had manipulated her to believe. She was supposed to hate him, instead of holding him close. She was supposed to stand by his side, to join him in his quest for retribution, instead of doing the opposite!On hearing her father's voice, blood drained from Rosana's face. With eyes widened in terror, she tightened her grip on Sergio as though her life depended on it. When Mr. Santos saw her actions, his expression darkened into unbridled fury, his eyes blazing as he took a menacing step forward. Before he could get any closer, Federico intervened, positioning himself protectively in front of Rosana. He raised his gun as a silent warning and Mr. Santos halted, his chest heaving with rage. "What is the meaning of this, Federico?" He demanded at
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Chapter 166

Sergio's limp body was carefully carried into the mansion by Ville and Enzo. They had called a team of skilled Doctors and Nurses who transferred him to a room they had set up. Together, they worked to assess the extent of his injuries.Days passed, and Sergio remained unconscious, his body fighting to heal. The medical team tended to him tirelessly, working to mend his broken bones, tending to his injuries, and alleviating his pain.IV lines dripped vital fluids into his veins, while monitors beeped softly, tracking his vital signs. Nurses rotated shifts, while Rosana, Enzo, and the others kept watch, their faces etched with worry, and their eyes red from lack of sleep. "He is gonna be alright," Enzo said to Rosana after they left the room. "That son of a gun is stronger than you think""He is taking so long, I am afraid...""Nothing to be afraid of, My Lady. The Don is going to return to us" He replied with a smirk. "He does not have a fucking choice, we all need him"As they contin
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Chapter 167

WARNING: This chapter contains explicit descriptions of violence that may be triggering for some readers. It is not recommended for readers under the age of 18❌🚫Groans and whimpering cries filled the air as the soldiers dragged the broken men across the ground, their bruised and swollen limbs scraping against the stone. As the soldiers positioned them on wooden crosses, their eyes widened in horror, their screams shattering the air. "Per favore, abbiate pietà!" One of them begged, his voice cracking in despair. [Please, have mercy!]The soldiers secured their wrists and ankles with iron clamps, stretching their limbs taut. Enzo watched, unmoved, as the men's cries spiraled into anguished wails, their bodies trembling in terror."You should know the consequences of every fucking betrayal," Enzo said. "Una punizione spietata! [Ruthless retribution!"The sound of hammering echoed through the air as iron nails were driven into flesh and wood. The first strike sent shudders through thei
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Chapter 168

Chapter 168Fueled by rage, Alberto charged at Enzo who dodged and weaved, avoiding his blows. He landed a series of punches, but Enzo absorbed them, countering with a vicious kick that sent him crashing into a pillar."Oh, come on, is that all you've got?" Enzo asked, approaching him with his fists clenched. "You claim you are more powerful. Fucking show me what you've got. Show your fucking audience what you've got!"Alberto turned to face the audience Enzo referred to—his three new supporters who watched the fight in terror. In a fit of rage, he clenched his fist to strike, but Enzo blocked it, grasping his hand in an iron grip. With a swift twist, Enzo wrenched his wrist backward, exploiting the wound that was still tender from the previous cut he had given to him—a slit on his wrist.Alberto's eyes widened in agony as he felt the flesh around the cut stretch and tear. Blood gushed out, soaking the bandage and staining the surrounding area of his skin. As his grip intensified, wors
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Chapter 169

The sun beat down on the deserted landscape as the traitors' bodies hung, stretched out, and suspended in a gruesome display on wooden crosses planted in the dry earth. After being nailed inside the warehouse, they had been brought out so everyone could see.The air was heavy with the stench of death, decay, sweat, and fear. Flies buzzed around the wounds, feasting on the festering flesh. Their once-human forms were now twisted and broken, their bodies mingling with dried blood sagging on the cross in a helpless pose. Three of the men were dead while the remaining five silently prayed for death to escape the pain and suffering. The only sounds were the labored gasps and whispers of despair.One man's eyes rolled back, his head lolling to the side, while another's gaze fixed on some distant point, his spirit long gone from his body. A third man's body convulsed, his muscles straining against the nails. A crowd gathered below, their expressions frozen in terror. The crowd's silence was
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Chapter 170

YEARS AGO•••The sleek, unmistakable lines of a black McLaren, its tires purring with power pulled up in front of the grandest estate in the city. The house was owned by Carlotta, the midwife who had nurtured Alberto's early years. It was a symbol of gratitude, a gift from Alberto. Despite being surrounded by staff and security, Carlotta often complained about the emptiness in the house. Alberto had moved to his own house long ago, but visited regularly, ensuring her company four times in a month. This was one of such occasions.As the car came to a stop, Alberto emerged, his tall and imposing frame unfolding from the driver's seat. Inky dark hair. Piercing eyes. Strong jawline. A face so exquisitely chiseled, it only belonged to one person, Alberto.His muscles rippled beneath the fabric of his neatly tailored, charcoal-gray suit, accentuating his broad shoulders and chiseled physique. A crisp white shirt, adorned with a slim silver tie, added a touch of elegance. As he strode towa
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