All Chapters of Torn Between Two Mafia: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Jenny reflects on Julius's past, recalling his brief infatuation and first love with Celine. At the age of sixteen, he was truly smitten with her. Back then, Julius was kind and attentive, granting her every desire. Jessica and Jenny would lightly tease him about it, but he paid no mind. Celine wanted to wait until after the prom night to be intimate, and Julius respected her wishes. Then, during the homecoming dance, Julius stumbled upon Celine having an affair with one of his friends in a utility closet.This devastating moment marked the beginning of Julius's harsh demeanor. It coincided with Jessica starting to ignore Jenny, electing to retreat into her room more often. Jenny had almost forgotten about these events until now; understanding them sheds light on why Julius changed so drastically, becoming spiteful and unkind."Every time I saw you, it reminded me of her," he'd once confessed. "It was as if I was reliving that moment when I found her with Perry. I know what I did wasn

ONE WEEK LATERJenny sat at the vanity, staring into the mirror at a reflection that still felt unfamiliar after all these years of disguises. Checking her makeup and colored contacts, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was looking at a stranger. When she first joined the Bloody Sapphire, a drastic change in appearance had been necessary. Over time, her identity evolved through various personas, allowing her natural blonde hair to return briefly.Now, her hair was dyed a rich chocolate brown and cut short, curling just above her shoulders. As her fingers brushed the ends, the color caught and shimmered in the overhead lights. Britney and Jessica had assured her the color suited her, though Jenny thought it made her appear too severe. Dropping her gaze, she realized the transformation made her look startlingly like Mother. With brown contacts and styled hair, her resemblance to Jessica and Mother was striking. Britney taught her how to darken her eyebrows to comple

Straightening her back, she tilted her chin upward. The bar had fallen completely silent, as if everyone was watching the exchange between them. The couple at the bar stood there, nearly slack-jawed, captivated by the interaction."Out of town," she stated with confidence, delivering it like she was providing an address and zip code. Not wanting to share her personal history or background aligned perfectly with her story about running from an abusive ex, so she committed to it."That explains a lot, Georgina Wilson," he remarked, stroking his chin. His cold eyes softened slightly, a hint of amusement flickering in his expression. She felt compelled to stand taller. "Because any girl from around here would know what you just said is completely audacious.""Audacious?" Jenny echoed, nearly rolling her eyes. Of course a gang leader would use vocabulary she'd encountered in SAT prep."Yes," he answered, his voice shifting from weary to smooth and low. "Any girl from around here would unde

Malia handed Jenny a bottle of water, and Jenny took what felt like her first break of the day. She drank it all in one go, quickly feeling nauseous from the sudden intake. After a moment of steadying herself, she reached into the pocket of the apron Malia had given her and pulled out the wad of cash she had collected as tips.Holding it out to Malia, she watched as Malia raised an eyebrow, glancing first at the money and then at Jenny. "What?" Malia asked, taking a sip of her water. "You want me to blow on it for good luck or something?"Jenny blinked, glancing down at the money in her hand before looking back at Malia."Oh," she said, pulling the cash back slightly. "I thought we would split the tips, or you could take them...""That's your money," Malia replied firmly. "Never let anyone take the money you've worked hard for. You need it, right?" Jenny nodded. "Then keep that tucked away and don't let anyone see it. When you're working, keep that in your bra. Don't go flaunting wads

As she lowered the knife, Dolf gave her a few light taps on the small of her back, his gaze intense. Public displays of affection were not their style, particularly in the bar, where other members of the Dark Wolves and patrons might notice. Dolf's subtle taps served as a signal that if they were alone, he would be doing far more than simply watching her.Malia grinned and shifted away, redirecting her focus to the bar top she was cleaning. Meanwhile, 'Georgina' had moved to sweeping beneath the booths—an infrequent task. Ever since Georgina started working there, the establishment had become the cleanest spot on the block.Malia sighed, glancing back at Dolf. "She's a hard worker," she reaffirmed, catching him staring at her. When their eyes met, he quickly shifted his gaze to her face, grinning sheepishly. Rolling her eyes, Malia turned back to Georgina, secretly enjoying the attention from Dolf. "That's all I said. I didn't imply that I think she's trustworthy."As a group of men e