All Chapters of Dear Mafia, My Heart Belongs To You: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter Two : First CommandLenaThe morning was barely breaking, and the elements of light barely filtered through the sides of the thick curtains, but the house was quiet, dark, and foreboding. I had hardly slept, my mind plagued by the reality of what I'd agreed to, and the man I was indebted to.A knock came to my door, loud and heavy, impatient. Opening it with a racing heart, I found one of Damian's men waiting for me on the other side-a stone-faced giant of a man who didn't say a word. He merely cocked his head toward the hall, clearly meaning for me to follow.I followed him down the long, circling corridors, my feet growing heavier with each step. It was as if I were being taken into the mouth of something dark and monstrous. The quiet, the heavy silence, seemed to pulse around me and fill me with dread.We finally stopped in front of a broad, double-door entrance. Without making any noise, the guard opened it, gesturing for me to go inside alone. I pushed my legs forward, al

Chapter Four"Tomorrow is the day I will be free from this place. It will be ten years that I have served him, and yet sometimes it feels I shouldn't go because of you. I just do not want to see you cry." Alex's voice was soft, full of compassion I hadn't expected from someone I barely knew. In the quiet sincerity, a voice that sounded as though it could break through the thick wall I had built. But his words cut through me in ways I wasn't prepared for.His eyes softened, and I noticed the slight tension in his jaw. I could feel the weight of the moment, and I wasn't sure how to respond. "I'm not asking you to do anything," Alex continued, almost as though reading my thoughts. "I just want you to get a chance to leave this place, a chance to breathe again without him controlling every step of the way. Tomorrow, when I am free, I will look for the money. I'll find it and you can use it to pay him off. You'll be free. You won't owe him anything. You won't have to stay here anymore."Hi

Chapter Six : The Maid in Her TerritoryIt was thick with tension in the air-suffocating, to say the least. It wasn't just the quietness of the space, the way everything seemed to pause in anticipation, with all of us waiting for something but what, I had no idea.I stood there, my pulse racing with each second that ticked. My gaze flickered to Damian; his posture was stiff, his jaw clenched as he looked toward the door. I could feel the unease radiating off him. But what really made my gut clench was Bianca. She'd been quietly sitting in the corner of the room, her sharp eyes watching me and waiting for something, anything, to go down.Damian seemed to sense the shift in the air, too. He turned to his girlfriend, Bianca, the words that were about to leave his mouth already forming on his lips, but Bianca beat him to it."You know," she began, her voice laced with a kind of sweet venom, "I think I need a maid in my territory and I am sure Lena is the person fit for the position"I fro

Chapter Eight: Trapped Heavy air, suffocating, as I crept down the dark corridors of the mansion, my bare feet making no sound on the cold marble floor. My heart was racing, pounding in my ears so loudly I just knew it would be heard. My breaths were shallow, fear clawing at my throat, but I pressed on.I couldn't stay here anymore. I didn't know where I'd go or what would happen to me, but anywhere was better than this place-better than putting up with Bianca's cruelty and Damian's indifference.I reached the front door, the large ornate handle glinting in the faint moonlight spilling through the high windows. Freedom was so near I could almost taste it. My shaking fingers reached out and skimmed the cold metal, when a gruff voice shattered my tenuous hope."And where do you think you're going?"My blood ran cold, and I was rooted to the spot. Slowly, I turned to find Bianca standing behind me. The silk robe was hanging loosely on her thin frame, her arms were crossed over her chest

Chapter Ten: Damian's Thought Damian's PovThe night was still, but my mind wasn't. I was sitting in my dimmed study; the amber glow of the desk lamp cast shadow patterns on the walls. The drink in my hand had remained untouched for hours, the ice melting in it, diluting the amber liquid.But nothing diluted the thoughts churning in my head.Her face just wouldn't leave me.Lena.I leaned back in the leather chair, my eyes fixed on the ceiling as her image flickered in my mind: those wide, frightened eyes, the way her slight frame seemed to shrink as Bianca stood over her, spitting cruel words even in my presence.I had watched it all, watched as Bianca stripped her of what little dignity she had left.And I had done nothing.No, it wasn't true. I'd done something. I'd let Bianca take her away even when I knew deep down she doesn't have a good intention towards her.I squeezed my eyes shut, clenching the glass so hard it was in danger of shattering.It hadn't been my choice-not reall