All Chapters of The lost Mafia princess : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Elizabeth POV:When the Knight Family left the house, I stayed quietly in the kitchen, waiting for Dad to come in."Hey, sweetie, ready for dinner?" He asked, but I just shook my head softly."You guys are in the mafia?" I asked softly.He stopped walking and looked at me with confused eyes."How did you know?" He asked, looking at me.I looked at him before saying, "Just answer my question, Dad," surprising both of us for a moment.He dropped his head slowly before nodding later.I looked at him, waiting for an explanation, but he just stayed there. I knew he was not happy about me finding out, but I had to clear it.With that, I walked into my bedroom while I heard him call my name softly, but I didn't reply.I wasn't angry about them being in the mafia, just angry that they kept it away from me.Four hours later, time passed slowly, but I was still in my room. I could hear Dad and the boys talking downstairs. Zack even came to check on me, but I didn't answer him."Princess, can we

Elizabeth's POV"Why would she just leave without telling anyone, Dad?" I heard a voice murmur quietly in the distance. My head was throbbing, a dull ache pulsing behind my eyes. I blinked, trying to focus, my surroundings still blurry from sleep. Why did my head hurt? And why did my body feel so stiff, like I'd been sleeping on the ground?"Wait... if I was sleeping on the ground in the woods, why does this bed feel so comfortable?" my mind raced, panic rising in my chest. My eyes shot open fully, and I darted a glance around the room, heart pounding. Was I kidnapped? Where am I?But then, I saw them. My family. My brothers, Dad, everyone was there, standing in the room, their faces tight with anger and... hurt."Hey guys," I said quietly, hoping to ease the tension, but it didn’t work. Instead of welcoming smiles or relieved hugs, they all just stared at me, their expressions a mix of frustration and disappointment. Zack was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his jaw tight. Mi

Elizabeth’s POVAs I walked down the dimly lit street, my mind swirling with everything that had happened. My brothers, my dad... the look of disappointment on their faces replayed in my head over and over again. No matter how much I told myself I did the right thing by leaving, it still hurt. Each step I took felt like I was trying to leave behind a part of myself that no longer fit.The streetlights flickered as I passed under them, their dim light barely cutting through the fog that had begun to settle in. I clutched the handle of my small suitcase tightly, trying to shake off the feeling of dread that crept up my spine. I wasn’t going far—just to Anna’s house—but the silence of the night was unnerving. It felt like the world had gone still, holding its breath, waiting for something to happen.I hadn't called Anna yet. I figured I’d just show up, hoping she wouldn’t mind me crashing at her place for a while. She was my best friend, the only one I could count on right now. I just ne

Elizabeth’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, the first thing I felt was a sharp, throbbing pain in my head. My vision was blurry, and everything around me was dim and unfamiliar. I groaned, trying to sit up, but my body felt heavy, sluggish. Panic began to creep in as I blinked rapidly, trying to clear my vision.Where am I?I glanced around, noticing the cold, bare walls of the room. There was no furniture, no windows, just a single, flickering light overhead that barely illuminated the space. I was lying on a hard, concrete floor, a thin blanket tossed haphazardly over me. The air smelled musty, like it hadn’t been ventilated in a long time.I tried to think back, to remember how I got here, but everything was a blur. The last thing I remembered was walking down the street, my mind clouded with thoughts of my family—Zack, Ryan, and Dad. I had been angry, upset, but mostly confused. I just wanted some space to clear my head, to think things through. But then... a car. Yes, I remembered hea

Elizabeth pov:“I told you, they won’t come for you,” the voice echoed, cutting through the suffocating silence of the dark room.Elizabeth sat in the corner, knees pulled to her chest, her back pressed against the cold wall. The dim light above flickered weakly, casting shadows that danced on the cracked concrete floor. It had been a week. Seven days of being trapped in this place, alone, with nothing but her thoughts and the haunting certainty that maybe—just maybe—her family wasn’t looking for her after all.She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the voice. But it kept replaying in her mind, taunting her, breaking down the fragile hope she’d been clinging to. *No one’s coming.*She wanted to believe it wasn’t true. That any minute now, Dad would storm through the door, Leo and Mike right behind him, ready to pull her out of this nightmare. Or that Ryan would figure it out and do whatever it took to find her, like he always did. But as each hour passed, the truth became har