All Chapters of TRAPPED BY THE MAFIA: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Mariana’s PovIn a manner of speaking, I didn’t think it’ll be this painful. I didn’t think it’ll rip my heart apart to see hatred and spitefulness in my mother’s eyes, to see disgust in my father’s eyes, and to see disappointment in my brother’s eyes.Take all of that—the hate, spite, disgust, disappointment—those are the intense emotions dancing violently in Alejandro’s eyes as he pins me a glare.It makes my stomach churn, makes me almost unable to look at him, and yet, I find myself drawn to those orbs that hate me.I want to run to him, sit beside him, hug him, tell him to wait, to give me a few months. . .I want to tell him that it’ll only take a short moment, this new direction I’ve chosen, then we can go back and have our happily ever after.But I don’t.It’s a path I’ve chosen, and I prefer to walk down that path knowing that the people I love hates me, knowing that sentimental emotions won’t ruin this for me.It’s painful, but I can deal with this pain. I can hold on a littl

Mariana’s PovAlejandro has put on his mask—literally and metaphorically.Alejandro has gone rogue, wild, insane. He has become the man he dreads to be—cold, distant, wicked.He looks at me and all I see in those eyes of his is a darkness that supersedes human comprehension. I’m carrying his child, and all he does whenever he sees me is take a quick glance at my bump, look away and walk past me like I don’t exist.It’s been his routine for five months.He hates me.I know I have no right to complain because I did this to him, to us, still it hurts to see him like this, so distant, a shadow of himself.A fucking killing machine who has no shame walking around soaked in blood.Radimr must be happy that he’s got his machine in human form back.Let’s talk about Radimr for a quick second. That fucking bastard. I cannot believe I sat here and took his torture all those days and all those months, pitying him, believing that he had a clinically diagnosed mental illness.Turns out that my husb

Mariana’s PovTime seems to slow down when things aren’t really going your way.Maybe I pushed too hard, too far the other night. Far enough that Alejandro has been completely ignoring me for days now. Far enough that Radimr has become ware of me, always staring at me with suspicious eyes. Far enough that the maids in this house seem to avoid me as often as they can.To simply put, I’ve been living an isolated life for the past seven days.Just me, and my heavy fucking stomach. It’s dreadful just as much as it is comforting.I’m pulled out of the daze when a towering figure stands in front of me and wraps his hand around me. “Don’t look so sad, I’m just going to be away for just a few weeks, my love,” Radimr whispers as he hugs me. I thin my lips into a smile. “I’ll miss you.”His smile is radiant when he replies, “I’ll miss you too. Please don’t over work yourself. . .or get to upset while I’m gone. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to my son.” Stupid fucker.I scoff. “I’m a big g

Alejandro’s PovThis is the happiest I’ve ever been in my life. For the first time, it feels like I have a complete family—no, I know I have a complete family.In the last three months, the universe has granted me a gift I never expected: uninterrupted time with the woman I love and the child she carries. Our son. Every morning, I wake up beside her, wrapped in the warmth of her presence. I feel my son’s first kick as the sun rises, and his tiny, eager movements as the night falls. I’ve stayed awake with them, laughed with them, cried with them, fallen sick with them, and loved them. I’ve been a father and a lover in every way that matters.Why? Because Radimr’s travels somehow stretched from days into weeks, and weeks into months.“Something else has come up, and I’ll need to stay another week. . .” That’s been his excuse for three months.On the phone, Mariana plays the part of the concerned wife. She sighs and murmurs her disappointment, as though his absence truly pains her. But

Alejandro’s PovDon’t sleep tonight.I’ve thought about those words in every way possible, imagined every possible scenario that’ll make Mariana ask me to stay awake tonight, and yet, I’ve found none.Or maybe I haven’t thought about it as deeply as I should.I wanted to hold her, to ask her more, but the presence of her husband made that impossible. And now, hours have ticked by, and I’m still unable to get my answers.Wait—is tonight the night? Is her plan unfolding tonight?Truth is, I don’t even know what her plan is, but I strongly suspect it has everything to do with ending Radimr. So, if she’s asked me to stay awake tonight, it might mean she needs me close.I pull open my room’s door and step out into the hallway. The manor is too quiet. Everyone is asleep, and those who aren’t are standing guard outside of the house.My stomach twists with a warning that chaos is brewing tonight, but I push it aside and start walking. I make a turn towards the stairs and start moving up the s