All Chapters of MY MAFIA’S CODED HEART: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Astrid's POV The pale morning light filtered through the curtains, painting soft streaks across the walls of the room as I stirred, my eyelids fluttering open. My body ached, particularly my leg, which sent sharp twinges through my nerves as I moved. A frown creased my brow. Something felt... different.My gaze swept the room, landing almost immediately on the table in front of me. I suddenly froze. What was this doing here, how did this get here. My computer was there. The familiar matte black frame of my system, meticulously customized with stickers and little trinkets she’d collected over the years, sat waiting. The monitors were arranged just as I liked them, and my ergonomic chair was pulled out slightly, as though inviting me to sit and begin my work immediately. My fingers twitched instinctively as I continued to look down on it with my eyes bulged in both surprise and excitement. But confusion quickly followed. I hadn’t seen this setup since… when? I couldn’t quite place th

Luca's POV The air outside was biting, the kind of cold that seeped into your bones. It matched the tension winding tighter in my chest as we approached the meeting point. When Halo called, it wasn’t a suggestion. It never was. Whatever he had to say, it was important. And with nine people missing and no leads, I couldn’t afford to ignore him.Nico pulled the car to a stop outside the warehouse, the sleek black vehicle blending into the shadows of the industrial lot. He glanced at me in the rearview mirror, his expression cautious. “You sure this is a good idea, Boss?” His voice was calm, but the edge of doubt was unmistakable. “I don’t have the luxury of good ideas right now,” I replied, sharper than I intended. I opened the door and stepped out into the cold without waiting for a response.The warehouse was dark, save for the faint glow of light spilling through the cracks in the old metal door. I pushed it open and stepped inside, the air immediately warmer but heavy with the sm

Astrid's POV I was growing more relentless as the days went by. I was getting more and more nervous over Luca's disappearance, who was I going to confront about his disappearance. I hadn't heard a word from him for days. No one was able to urge me on to take my drugs just like Luca did. I'm just a few minutes, he had gotten to realise that I hated taking drugs so much and understood my phobia for pills, yet, he encouraged me to take the pills and now, I had gotten used to swallowing those choking pills along with his encouragement. "Oh Luca, where are you?!" I said as I clutched my phone in my grasp. "Why are you taking so long to come back to me." I let out before forcing myself to get up to my feet. It felt as if my blood had ceased flowing into my legs so I had to get up to my feet to allow blood flow. I gritted my teeth in pain. But instead of feeling pity for myself, I could only feel spit at my own weakness. I let out a sigh as I reached for the edge of the bed and sank b

Astrid's POV. I kept myself back from gagging the moment I tasted the pill on my tongue. I twisted my face into a scowl and immediately washed down the pill with a glass of water. I stayed still for a moment while closing my eyes and waiting for the pill to take its effect, but it didn't seem to be working anytime soon. Especially not for the pain. It seemed the drug was punishing me in a way for abstaining from it. I raised the bottle of the pill to my face, pretending to read its contents but I didn't understand a single thing of what was written on there. All of a sudden, I felt a jolt of electricity course through my body. I had to hold on to the edge of the bed so I wouldn't fall and sustain more injuries from the effect. "What the hell was that?" I managed to say when the feeling had subsided. "Was it from the pill?" I thought out loud, but I couple tell if it was so I hurriedly tightened the cap over the pill and set it back down before I stood up and made my way to the b

Astrid's POV The cold night air bit into my skin as I crouched behind the crumbling wall of an abandoned factory. I feared that the loud beatings of my heart on my chest would give me away so I tried to steady my breathing. I wasn’t supposed to be here alone, but impatience had gotten the better of me. I thought I could scout ahead without involving Nico and Vincent—it was just going to be a quick look, nothing risky. Now, I regretted that decision. The men chasing after me were relentless, with their shouts echoing in the empty space, their boots crunching on the gravel-strewn floor. I gripped the handgun Nico had reluctantly given me with my hands slick with sweat. I’d never felt so exposed, so vulnerable in my life. “Spread out! She couldn’t have gotten far!” one of them barked, his voice was gruff and filled with stern authority. I peeked around the edge of the wall, my breath was already catching in my throat at this point. There were at least five of them, armed to the t