All Chapters of Claimed by the ruthless Mafia Lord: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ALEXANDRA POV“That went better than I thought. She's accepting things better than I expected.”Though the thought of Devon and his mischief lingered, I managed to shower and sleep off ******I woke up to my phone ringing; it was Finn. “Good morning, boss.”“Hey Finn, what's the update?” “The bastard is one of the investors.”.“Who?”“Mr. Williams”“One would think it's someone with bigger balls.” We both laughed. “What gave him out?”“Well, immediately you left, he was the only investor amongst the rest who did not flinch; it was more like he expected things to go wrong. Then we had someone just send photographs of him meeting with Devon just last night.”“Let's feign ignorance on him and focus on Devon; that way we can milk him of his money and take him out.”“Don't you think Devon will find out?”“Yes, we will attack with only force and let him think we're playing our cards out of anger. Let's act the fool in order to play the fool.” This was becoming satisfying. How do I want D

ALEXANDER POVI called Finn immediately I was ready.“What's up? Meet me at the company; Williams just requested a private meeting with me this morning.”.“Alright, I'll be there.”.I drove out.********Daniela walked up to me as I walked into the company. It's like she's been waiting forever.“Finally you're here. Is this true what I heard about Mr. Williams? Finn told me he is acquainted with Devon and is the leak.”*Yup, he is, I said, not paying total attention to her; a staff member greeted us as we waited for the elevator.“Has he said anything in addition to wanting to see me?”“No boss, he just wanted a time today; I gave him one, and boom, he was already on his way here.”.“That's fast,” I smiled and thought of how desperate he must be to watch me fall.*****"Mr. Williams welcomed me with a firm handshake as I walked into the conference room. His usual calm demeanor betrayed nothing, but I already knew better.“Mr. Bloodhound, good to see you,” he started, gesturing for me

ALEX’S POVThe soft light of the early morning filtered through the curtains of my office, but I couldn’t focus on the papers sprawled across my desk. My mind replayed the events of the night before like a broken record. Kelly’s tear-streaked face. The crack in her voice as she accused me of being someone she couldn’t trust. The way she looked at me as if I was a monster.I leaned back in my chair, running a hand over my face. I’d never felt this way before, this gnawing guilt about who I am. My world wasn’t built for softness or second chances, and yet, Kelly made me question everything. Her words last night had cut deeper than I wanted to admit.I hadn’t meant to scare her, but my tone, my actions—they were born of habit, of survival. She didn’t understand the darkness I lived in. How could she? She was light in a world of shadows, and I’d dragged her into my chaos.But I had to make it right.Standing, I paced the length of the room, my polished shoes echoing on the marble floor. A

Alexander's POVThe early morning sun filtered through the blinds in my office, casting long streaks of light across the polished floor. I swirled the amber liquid in my glass, though it was far too early for bourbon. My thoughts were tangled, replaying last night’s meeting with Devon. Every word, every smirk, was etched in my mind like a puzzle begging to be solved.Finn strode in without knocking, his usual casual confidence exuding from every movement. He dropped a file on my desk before taking a seat across from me."Well?" he asked, leaning back. "How’d it go with Devon?""Exactly as I expected," I replied, setting the glass down. "He’s playing the long game, but it’s not as clever as he thinks. He wants to make his move, Finn, and he thinks I’m too distracted to see it coming."Finn frowned, tapping his fingers on the armrest. "And the part where he blatantly admitted to wanting your company? Bold. Too bold. What’s the play now?"I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the desk.

Kelly’s POVThe next few days passed in a whirlwind of routines I never thought I’d experience. Daniela wasn’t just persistent—she was relentless. My mornings started with grueling workouts that made every muscle in my body protest, but I couldn’t deny the strange satisfaction that came with pushing myself.Plans for my school were also in place; I was less bored.True to her word, she didn’t let my injuries excuse me completely, but she was mindful enough to adjust the intensity when I felt I couldn’t continue. Her sarcastic remarks and blunt humor somehow made the sessions bearable, even when I wanted to collapse on the mat and pretend the world didn’t exist.“Do you feel that burn?” Daniela asked one morning, hands on her hips as she watched me struggle through a set of lunges.“Feel it? I’m pretty sure my legs are about to disown me,” I replied, gritting my teeth.She smirked. “Good. That means it’s working. Pain is weakness leaving the body, Kelly. Remember that.”As much as I ha