All Chapters of My Mafia Savior: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Back at the estate, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that clung to me like a second skin. Selena's safety was paramount, and I knew that Torres wasn't a man to be underestimated. I found myself walking towards the library, the very place where Selena and I had shared so many intimate moments. The room was still, the books on the shelves standing as silent sentinels to our burgeoning love. Where could she be? I heard soft footsteps approaching from the hallway, and my heart quickened. I turned hoping to see Selena, but it was Marta. "Auntie, have you seen Selena?" Her eyes searched mine, and I could see the concern in them. "She's in the garden," Marta said softly. "I think she needed some fresh air." "Is she okay?" "As okay as can be," Marta replied with a small smile. "The transition is a lot for her, but she is stronger than she seems. She is so worried about letting you down and not being the wife you need." I nodded, understanding the weight of Selena'

Antonio led me into the library, the heavy oak doors closing behind us with a solemn thud. The room was filled with leather-bound books and the faint scent of cigar smoke. It was a place that usually brought me comfort, but now it felt suffocating. I turned to him, my eyes brimming with unshed tears. "What did Salvatore mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Was I really...bought?" Antonio sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. "It's complicated, Selena," he said, his eyes filled with a sadness that made my heart ache. "You need to wait and talk to Joseph." "But what did he mean?" I insisted, my voice trembling with fear and confusion. The room felt like it was closing in around me, and all I wanted was answers. "Selena, it is for your husband to speak about this not me." "But Antonio," my voice cracked, "I need to know. What did he mean by 'bought'?" Antonio's gaze softened, his eyes full of empathy. He leaned against the grand mahogany bookshelf,

I found Selena in our bedroom, her eyes red and swollen from crying. She was sitting by the window, her gaze lost in the distance. "Selena," I called softly, and she turned to face me, her eyes searching my face for comfort. "Are you okay?" I asked, moving towards her and wrapping my arms around her trembling body. She leaned into my embrace, and I felt her shoulders heave as she took a deep, shaky breath. "I don't know," she murmured, her voice small and defeated. "This is all just so much to take in." I held her closer, my heart aching for her. "I know, baby. But I'm here for you." "What happens now?" she whispered. "Antonio and I are handling things. I don't want you to worry. All I ask of you is that you do as I ask when it comes to your safety. You will have a protection detail every time you leave the house. I would prefer to go with you but if not, you are to never be alone." Selena nodded, understanding the seriousness of the situation. "I'll do whatever yo

Gently, I picked Selena up and carried her upstairs to our bedroom. The house was silent except for the occasional sound of a clock ticking. A simple meal out had turned into something that I wanted to protect her from. When we reached the bedroom, I laid her down on the bed, her body feeling so light and fragile in my arms. I removed her shoes and her dress, leaving her in her underwear. I pulled the covers over her and kissed her forehead. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, so different from the fear I had seen in her eyes earlier. I felt a fierce protectiveness wash over me, a desire to keep her safe from all the monsters in this world, especially the ones that came with my line of work. As I looked at her, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Love, anger, and fear all battled within me. I was torn between wanting to hold her tight and never letting go, and the need to go out and tear Torres limb from limb for daring to come near her. But I knew that Selena needed this

The night grew later as Antonio, and his men searched the city for any trace of Selena's mother. I couldn't sit still, pacing the floor of the office as I awaited word. My mind raced with thoughts of Selena, of what she might think when she learned the truth. Would she feel betrayed? Would she understand that she was loved that she was mine now? There was a knock at my office door. Antonio was good, but I didn't think he would have information this quickly. "Enter." The door to my office opens, and Selena walks in, her eyes filled with mix of exhaustion and concern. She was in a silky white night gown that hugged her curves perfectly. "What is it, baby?" Her eyes searched the room, looking for something she couldn't quite find. "I miss my husband" she confessed, her voice small and trembling. "I just needed to see you." The sight of her, standing there in the doorway, looking so lost and alone, broke through the storm cloud of rage that had been brewing inside me. I set my