Semua Bab Captured And Claimed By The Mafia Don : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Kimberly POV “I would love to go for a drive outside and maybe shop for a few things,” I said to Leo while adjusting my clothes in front of the mirror.“A drive? That’s unusual,” Leo replied, giving me a kiss.That was true, I’ve never been someone who loved going out, let alone taking a drive.Leo had a point, but I felt so stuck up here that I couldn't help it. When I reached the car park, I found Enzo waiting to drive me.“Never mind, Enzo. I’d like to go alone,” I said.“But, madam…” he started to object, when Lan appeared.“Let me drive you, sis,” Ian offered, stretching out his hand for the keys.“I’m just driving around the neighborhood, Ian. I want to be alone!” I said exasperatedly, my voice firmer than I intended.I didn’t mean to sound harsh, but if that was what it took to get out alone, then so be it.I hopped into the car and started the engine. From the mirror, I caught sight of Ian’s offended expression, which only made me laugh. He had grown so much that he felt more

Kimberley pov.My jaw fell slack, my eyes bulged out in shock as I stared at Lara. How didn't I notice her before? Why didn't her look ring a bell all these while?"Seems like you remembered something. Care to share?" Lara cackled like a madwoman and I felt fear slithering into my veins. I didn't know what to do, I was tied up in some unknown basement. "Lara... Ashley..." I didn't even know what to call her at this point, "Calm down okay? Let's talk." It was the only solution I could come up with. Talk, while buying my husband time to come get me. I know I left without telling him but I was certain he would have started looking for me. Where the hell is this place even?!Lara sat back down on the chair and something glinted in my peripheral vision, she was with a scissors. And it wasn't just any scissors, it was surgical scissors. Fuck my life."You really want to talk? Talk about what, Kimberley?!" She all but shouts and I flinched.Common Kimberley! Think, Kimberley! It wasn't l

Kimberley's Pov.I didn't waste a second. My hands, shaking with fear, immediately went to the ropes tied around my legs. My heartbeat pounded in my throat, constantly feeling like an unfathomable length of time as I worked to undo the ropes. With each draw and pull, I could feel the pressure of the ropes giving up, lastly, with one final frantic yank, I felt the bunch give way.My heart raced as I slowly, cautiously, pulled my legs free from the restrictions. I needed to move, I needed to get out, and this was my only opportunity. But Lara was already stirring.I didn't dare turn around to see what she was doing. I just ran.I could hear her scrambling to her feet, her breath weighty and enraged. Panic pawed at my chest, yet I was unable to stop now. My feet hit the cold concrete floor, and I dashed toward the only visible entryway, my hands shaking as I went after the handle. The entryway, an old wooden door, seemed as though it hadn't been utilized in years. The lock, stuck,was pre

Kimberley’s POV A dull ache pulsed at the back of my head, pulling me from unconsciousness. My limbs felt sluggish, and my body felt heavy as I forced my eyes open. The tiny, windowless room was filled with unsettling shadows as the faint light above flickered.Panic weighed heavily on my chest. The last thing I could recall was kicking, struggling, and tasting fear as I fought Lara before I was grabbed from behind. Right now, I am in a new and worse place. The air was cold, with a hint of mildew and a hint of metal.This time, my wrists were bound in front of me rather than behind me as I lay on a firm mattress. Even though my ankles were still tied, there was more space than before.And then I heard a sound…light footsteps.I tensed as I looked up suddenly. The light flickered as Lara stood in the doorway. But she was different in some way. She was no longer the smug, controlled woman I had previously met.This was a more dangerous Lara, with her hair disheveled, her pupils blown w

Kimberley's POV It was cold in the room. Not only from the absence of heat but also from the overwhelming presence of insanity that hung thick in the air. My wrists were raw from the restraints, my body sore from the struggle earlier. But none of that mattered. What mattered was survival. I had to get inside Royce’s head. He looked like he is doing all of these by order and not will.I needed to make him question, doubt, and eventually turn against Lara. Because she wasn’t just unhinged, she was unpredictable. And unpredictable people were the most dangerous.Humming under her breath, Lara sat in the corner, flipping through her sick little scrapbook. I got chills from the sound. She was engrossed in a world she had created for herself in which I was the barrier she had to remove, and Leonardo was hers. After a while, she fell asleep.I needed to act quickly.With his arms folded and his face unreadable, Royce stood close to the door. He was built like a soldier, broad shoulders, a