All Chapters of SOLD TO THE MAFIA BOSS : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I was extra cheery for the rest of the week as I started making plans towards leaving this place once and for all. Luca hadn't called again since the day he said he was going to, and I didn't call either. I mean, I had no reason to.I considered calling Gabriel, but I quickly brushed the thought off. If there were two people I believed knew the ins and outs of this mansion, it was Maria and Gabriel.But calling Gabriel was out of it. He may no longer be working for Luca, but I didn't think his loyalty would have suddenly shifted to me. Since there was no one to help me with my escape plans, I knew I was on my own. But at least now I had a loaded gun with me. The presence of the gun seemed to be weighing down my vanity mirror.I had put it in the bottom drawer and locked it so Maria couldn't stumble upon it when cleaning.“Maria, how long have you been working here?” I asked her randomly when I was in the living room. I was eating fruits from the bowl on the stool beside me. “I’ve w

Three weeks laterI put on my latest pair of spandex shorts and a matching sports bra, placing my headphones over my head.An Asian pop song was blasting into my ears as I walked to the gym. Over the last few weeks, I had started going to the indoor gym more than I ever thought I would. The Nazlynn of four months ago would be so proud of me right now.I go to the gym four times a week, and I always go when Luca has left the house. It's not like I was trying to lose weight or anything since I had a crazy fast metabolism. I just started to enjoy the feeling I get after working out. I almost bumped into someone on my way to the gym, but the figure straightened me back in place. I gasped softly as my eyes landed on his face. “Gabriel! What are you doing here?” I asked excitedly, pulling my headphones to sit on my neck. I had to admit, the past few weeks had been strange without him around. I guess I had started to see him as a friend, although I don't think he saw me as his.“It's lov

It was barely a few hours to when we were meant to leave when I finally had the strength to pack a bag. I had a teal green traveling bag alongside a smaller one and all I needed to do was to figure out how to fit my clothes in it.“Do you need my help with that Signora?” Maria asked me, standing by the door to my room.“No, I'm sure I could handle this Maria. If I need your help then I'll let you know, thank you. You can ask Luca if he needs your help with his bag.”I pulled out the bags of clothes we had bought some days back and some other casual clothes I picked out from my closet. Luca said one week but I was certainly packing for two. I had just two bags left to take the clothes out of and was in the process of taking the two piece set out of the bag when a smaller folded bag fell out of it.Picking it up cautiously, I unfolded it and pulled the content out.I gasped, dropping it back on the bed in complete mortification. It was a pair of red bathing suits with a note attached.

I had on a knee-length, fitted black dress with cap sleeve and paired it with a pair of comfortable yet stylish red heeled sandals. I settled for gold jewelry, small hoop earrings and a thin necklace with a small pendant.My hair fell down my back in loose waves. Light, natural-looking makeup with a touch of red lipstick to match the shoes.Luca led me to a small, elegant restaurant tucked away on a quiet street."This place has been around for generations," he explained as we entered. "The head chef, Giovanni, is an old friend."The interior was warm and inviting. The delicious aroma of Italian cuisine filling the air had my stomach rumbling. The place was empty except for a man sitting at the bar. There was something about his gaze that made me uneasy.Luca must have noticed too because his grip on my waist tightened. I shivered at the motion as pictures of our kiss flashed through my head.We had just settled into our seats when Matteo approached our table. He was a tall, imposing

I was one of the lucky ones with just 4 period days. By my third day, I was up and jumping and ready for some Italian action but Luca said I should rest because he didn't want me to do anything that would ‘trigger the pain.’ My period had ended and Luca still didn't want to let me go out. It took me almost thirty minutes of explaining before he finally agreed to let me out of the house to go shopping. He said he had some work to do that afternoon so he sent two men to go along with me. I hated to admit it, but I was getting used to having strange men trailing behind me.“Hi, excuse me. Do you know where I could find La Casablanca?” a girl, no over seventeen years old, stopped to ask me when I was leaving the store.“Sorry but I have no idea, I'm new to Italy as well,” I told her sadly.“Drop it or I'll blow your head off,” I heard one of the men say from behind me. I turned back in one swift motion to see one of the guards holding a gun pointed at the girl who had a syringe in hand?