All Chapters of SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

DANTE'S POV.I entered my study and began to pace, unable to calm the tempest raging within my brain. All the minutes felt like ages that have to be suffered; scenes of Jasper torn from Camilla etched on my brain. My jaws ached; I stopped before the window and gazed out into the darkness of night. I wasn't going to let her see what was churning within, how close I had been to losing it all together and giving up control completely. I had to fix this. I had to bring my son back home.Nobody else is going to do it. It was left for me to do.I was pacing the room when that click in my head occurred, a memory, something that hadn't crossed my mind since the news of Jasper's abduction. Jasper's necklace, which I'd given him months ago, and insisted he wore it every day. It was more than any simple piece of jewelry, I'd insert a small tracking device inside, just in case something like this happened. A secret I hadn't shared with Camilla.Not one minute passed. I tore into my desk, flung up

DANTE'S POV The cool night air nipped at my skin the instant I stepped out of the car. The address from the tracker was some kilometers away: some abandoned apartment building on the outskirts of town. Dark, silent, almost too quiet for what we were about to pull. I turned and Alex was some feet away from me, his body silhouetted against the dark shadows. In quick strides, he reached me and leaned intently into my face. "They're in there," he hissed jerking his head toward the darkened building. "I counted three men. All with guns. And I heard Jasper. He's crying." ‘Jasper was crying,’ it was a blow to the solar plexus. My son. Every minute he was in their hands was a knife twisting deeper into me. I gritted my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut to clear my head. "We move now," I growled low. "We get him out, no mistakes. Understood?" Alex nodded. "The rest of the team's already in position. Just waiting for your go.

DANTE'S POVThe tires slid to a stop on the loose gravel, sending it flying in all directions as we came to an abrupt stop near the edge of the riverbank. I was out of the car before it had completely pulled to a stop, eyes scanning the dark waters ahead. It was a low glow over the rippling surface, but it was the movement near the edge that caught my eye, the silhouette of three men, one of them holding a small figure. Jasper.My heart was pounding against my chest. They were too close to the river, too close to it."They're gonna toss him in," I snarled, already moving toward them.In an instant, Alex was beside me, gun out, eyes keen and bright. "We can't let that happen."We didn't need a plan. Instinct took over.I sprinted forward, feet pounding wet dirt, the roar of my pulse loud in my ears. The two men standing at the edge of the water never even heard us coming. When they turned, it was already too late.I launched myself at the closest one, my fist connecting with his jaw wi

DANTE'S POVI watched Camilla sleep, her arms wrapped protectively around Jasper. Her face was serene, but there was something in the way she cuddled him that showed a residual fear that hadn't left her since we'd rescued him, it made my gut roil with emotion. I couldn't blame her; it had been too close-far too close. The thought of losing him again gnawed at me. I felt my heart constrict as I bent forward, pressing my lips against Jasper's small head. He slept on, after waking up for a brief moment. Camilla stirred but didn't wake. She hadn't let him go since I'd brought him back. I raked my fingers through my hair, fighting the urge to stand guard over them a little while longer. There was work to be done though. Somebody had tried to take my son from me, and I wanted answers. I wanted to know who dared make that move.I emerged out of the room and closed the door softly behind me. My feet went downstairs with a deliberate, measured air. Save for the creaking of the floorboards ben

DANTE'S POVThe hospital smell clung to me as I entered my office, fresh from seeing Alex. He was stable but pale, the image of his bandaged body gnawed at my senses. Since everything went down, I hadn't had time for anything but to dive back into work. Work was my respite, the only place I could control it all. Today, it wasn't helping. I was thinking of a traitor walking free in my home, putting my wife and my son in danger.Just managed to sit at my desk, when I heard a knock. Too tired even to respond to whoever it was.She came in heels clicking against the floor, then paused as her eyes caught the contours of my face. "Dante, what's wrong?" she asked softly, though low, unmistakably laced with a line of concern. Then she went further inside, closer to me, her eyes searching mine.I leaned back in my chair, massaging my temples. "Jasper was kidnapped." The words were weighted, heavy like I'd never spoken them aloud to another living soul. Of course, I knew that wasn't true since