All Chapters of BETRAYED BY THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Hailey made another turn, pacing back the way she came and repeating it again.I sat down by the cradle, my face pale and wet with my oulen tears. Sobs escaping my lips every 30 seconds. It all didn't seem to make any sense. I just couldn't accept it.He can't be gone. He was right there, sleeping with his fits folded and his angelic little figure. He is still so fragile and so little, how could someone take him. I gripped my night gown, right where my chest was, bending over, my body quivering as the pain and the tears came rushing back.“Ah!” I yelled, hitting my chest. Scattering my hair in a frenzy. I wanted to beat my self up. To go crazy. They took him. Which kind of mother am I? I can't even protect my own son?Hailey went on her knees immediately, pulling me into her warm embrace, my face buried in her chest. I just wept. I couldn't do anything but that and I hated myself more because of it.While we just stayed that way, Quinn walked in. He had his plain expression again bu

- GINA -The cold winds whooshed and whirled around me, fluttering the end of my coat and playing with my hair. I stood like I had been frozen, in the middle of the rooftop of this dilapidated building, so frail, It seemed as through it might come falling over if I take a step.I could see people, three men, one rested nicely on a wooden chair while the others stood around him. There was a baby basket in the arms of one of them. I could hear a child crying. I wanted to rush over, to madly rip my baby out of their filthy grip and put a bullet through their skulls but I knew better. Looking Unphased was key in any negotiation.So the silence dragged on between us. They seemed to be waiting for something and I didn't know what it was. It was driving me crazy not knowing that.I hated every bit of me, with each passing second. The memories of life since I met Leo played like a CD tape before my eyes. How vulnerable I had always been. How I never really acted until my death was near. I w

It has been a week since that night. Quinn had only asked for me once after that day. He was more savage the second time. He didn't even wait for me to come to him. He came into my room, bolt the door and stripped.“Come to me. I need you.” Was all he said. I reminded him we were not going all the way, he didn't seem to want to at all. He just wanted to play. And that's what I did. Pleasuring him, anyway I could until he was groaning and begging.A while ago, I learnt from Hailey that Quinn was having a hard time although he didn't say why. It made sense why he came by. He wanted me to help with his heavy heart.I saw this as a chance to make my move. I had been meaning to make some demands from him however I couldn't find the right time. But now, in this lovely afternoon, while he lay in my arms with only his pants on and I played with his hair; It felt just right to say it now.“Quinn.”“Mhmm.” His eyes were closed.“I have something I need to tell you.”“What?” He sounded slightly

The whole world seemed to be spinning and I was moving with it. My eyes were trying to open but my head hurt. I felt a hand place gently on my behind. The touch jerkede back to reality. It was peach black where ever I was and my legs were off the floor. I was been carried. ‘The robbers. They got me’. That was the first thought that hit me. I wasn't going to be held captive. Not again. I grabbed whatever I could and pulled on it. I heard the robber groan, he fell to the side, hitting the wall. I fought to get off his shoulder, my struggle throwing us on the ground. I scammered off my feet, to run. He grabbed me, pulling me down, I hit the ground again.“Get off of me.” I spoke up, as loud as I could.“Get off, you son of a…” I fidgeted, kicking Vigorously. The man was stronger, larger. He wound over me and my hands are pinned to the ground.“Calm down.” He said in between pants. “It's just me.”“Georgie?” I recognized his voice immediately. My heart eased up the next instant. I

~ LEO’S POV ~I massaged my temples and let out an exhale of utter impatience. The musk scent worn over my cologne left a lingering indication of my savage indifferent desires to end the life of the man dangling off the ceiling in chains.I let out slow, calming breaths and took another look at him. He seemed almost peaceful. And it makes my rage erupt. I grabbed the gun on the table and clicked the trigger. He opened his eyes, unfazed by the threat of getting blown into bloody pieces.“Guns? Come on Leo, you can do better.” He mocked.“You really are as insane as they say you are.” I tucked the gun back in, stepped over the small table and walked to him. I leaned real close to his ear and whispered.“You know you do not need to die from this. Just point me in the right direction and I will be on my way.”He stared at me from the corners of his eyes and then made a small chuckle.“Leo Fernandez, you will never find him. Quinn De Luna, is a ghost and sooner or later, he will come haun