All Chapters of Sold To The Mafia Boss: Chapter 31 - Chapter 34

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Chapter 31

ELEANOR I held my breath as the phone rang, gripping it tighter with each second. When the nurse finally answered, my heart skipped a beat.“Hello?” she said, her tone professional but slightly tired.“Hello,” I replied, my voice shaky. “Am I speaking with Miss Annabelle?”“Yes,” she answered. “Who am I speaking with?”I felt a rush of excitement and relief, almost stumbling over my words. “I’m... I’m a sister to one of the patients under your care.”There was a brief pause on the other end. “I have a lot of patients, dear,” she said. “You’ll need to be more specific. Can you tell me a bit more about which patient you’re referring to?”My heart sank. How could she not remember? I hadn’t thought about how to describe myself or my sister in any other way. I searched my mind, desperate to find something to help her recall. My mind spun with images of that night—running into the hospital, my sister barely able to breathe, the frantic doctors, the nurses rushing around. Then it hit me.

Chapter 32

Sold To The Mafia Boss/Chinwe

ELEANOR I handed Enzo’s phone back, feeling a mix of relief and unease after the call. He took it from me, but instead of just thanking me or brushing it off, he gave me this look—like he wanted to say something.“That was… well, an emotional moment,” he finally said, a little smile on his face. “Maybe you should let me in on what’s going on?”I tensed up instantly. As much as he had been kind to me, even saving me from being locked in that room, I wasn’t ready for this conversation. My emotions were all over the place, and before I could think, the words flew out of my mouth.“I told you it’s personal!” I snapped, surprising even myself with how sharp my voice sounded. “I appreciate what you did for me, but please, stop trying to dig into my private life, especially when it’s about my family.”He looked at me, still calm. He wasn’t even fazed by my outburst. “Hey, it’s okay,” he said, his tone steady. “I wasn’t trying to pry, just thought I could be… I don’t know, friendly. That’s j

Chapter 33

Sold To The Mafia Boss/Chinwe

ELEANOR I couldn’t help it—I was too curious about Armando. I needed to know more about who he really was and how he’d become the cold, intimidating figure that he was. Maybe understanding his past would help me understand the man he was now, and maybe, just maybe, I could figure out how to avoid his temper in the future."Tell me a bit more about Armando," I asked, my voice hesitant but steady. "Like, how was he growing up? What was he like as a child?"Enzo raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by my sudden interest. "What’s really got you so eager to learn about Armando?"I paused for a moment, trying to come up with a convincing answer. "I’m just curious," I said, shrugging slightly. "His character… it’s hard to figure out. Knowing more about him, even a little, might help me steer clear of his outbursts, you know? And who knows, maybe I’ll get to see that ‘good side’ of him that you keep talking about."I saw Enzo smirk a little at that. He knew what I was doing, but he didn’t se

Chapter 34

Sold To The Mafia Boss/Chinwe

ELEANOR The tension in my body became unbearable. Every second made it harder to contain. I'd lost control—I couldn't hold back anymore. My hormones were in charge now, not my mind. Without thinking twice, I reached out, gently placing Enzo's hand back on my thigh, right where he'd touched me earlier. That simple act sent a wave of calm through me, like all the tension had been released in one go.But he didn't react. He didn't pull away, didn't squeeze my leg, didn't push for more. We were just staring at each other,—locked in this strange, intense moment where words seemed pointless. His eyes held mine, searching, waiting, maybe even wondering what I was going to do next. But I had no clue either. It felt like we were communicating without speaking, and somehow, that made everything even more charged.Then he broke the silence, his voice soft and low, like he didn't want to disturb whatever this was. "Are you okay?"I didn't know how to answer. How do you tell someone that their t

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