All Chapters of Claimed by the ruthless Mafia Lord: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Kelly's POVAlex and I were finally in a good place again, and Daniela's loyalty—she is currently my only friend apart from Alex—had reinforced my belief that I wasn’t alone in this.After stretching and yawning, I grabbed my phone to check for any messages. There were lots of reactions to the article I’d written about Gina.It seemed that exposing Gina’s manipulative antics had turned the tide in my favor within the company.Amid the barrage of messages, one stood out—a reminder for my follow-up doctor’s appointment. I’d nearly forgotten about the check-up. My injuries were healing, but I was eager to hear what the doctor had to say about my progress.With a deep breath, I decided to handle this day head-on.******Later that morning,The doctor arrived at the mansion just in time. I wanted him to come early so I could return back to work.“Good morning, Kelly, been a while, dear,” he said.“Yes, it has. Thanks, Doctor,” I replied, settling in. “How’s everything looking?”He smiled re

Alex’s POVThe room was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls as Finn sat across from me, nursing a glass of bourbon.I picked a club for us to meet at; I didn't want it to be at home. Kelly might walk into the study or hear us. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on me; he could see it, and I knew what I was about to propose would cross a line Kelly doesn't want me to cross. But I was a Don, and in this world, mercy was a luxury I couldn’t afford."Finn," I began, my voice low but steady, "Holly has gone too far. She's not just playing games anymore; she's threatening everything we've built, everything I’ve worked for, and worst of all, she's targeting Kelly. How can such a little girl do that, and we watch her go scot-free? If it was just Kelly's betrayal, I would have allowed her to pass, but she's doing a lot to piss me off. I can't stay put."Finn leaned back in his chair, his dark eyes assessing me. "And what exactly do you have in mind? Because I know that look, A

Kelly's POVThe day began like any other. The hum of office chatter, the gentle clinking of coffee mugs, and the rhythmic tapping of keyboards created a soothing atmosphere at the company. For the first time in weeks, I felt a semblance of normalcy. Alex had been more attentive than ever, and the chaos with Holly seemed to have quieted down.I sat at my desk, meticulously going over some reports, my mind drifting back to the necklace Alex had given me. It glinted softly under the fluorescent lights, a constant reminder of his love and protection. But even with the gift around my neck, a faint unease lingered in the back of my mind, an intuition I couldn’t quite shake.The door to the office swung open with a loud thud, jolting me out of my thoughts. All heads turned toward the source of the sound. Holly.She stormed in, her heels clicking angrily against the marble floor, her face twisted in fury. My heart skipped a beat, and I instinctively gripped the edge of my desk. What was she d

Kelly's POVThe morning sunlight poured into the room, but it felt intrusive rather than comforting. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion, guilt, and fear. I sat at my desk in the office, staring at my laptop, yet unable to focus on the spreadsheet in front of me.Alex’s words from last night echoed in my mind: “This is my life, Kelly. There’s no peace in this world.”Was I really in love with a killer? The thought gnawed at me, clawing at the edges of my sanity.Dain's death and Holly's attack have made me feel the danger in Alex's world up close; these are people I know.“Kelly,” a voice snapped me out of my daze. I looked up to see my boss, standing in front of my desk, her brows knitted in concern.“Are you alright? You’ve been staring at your screen for over an hour,” she said, her tone softer than usual. I know this was coming from a place of concern and not nagging.“I’m fine,” I lied, forcing a weak smile.“No, you’re not,” he replied firmly. “This isn’t like you. Your work is

Kelly’s POVThe steady hum of the office copier filled the room as I sorted through a pile of documents. Work had become my constant companion lately, a welcome distraction. If I wasn’t scheduling meetings or compiling reports, I was learning how Alex’s empire ran; I didn't want to be kept in the dark anymore. It fascinated me how he managed such a sprawling organization with calm precision.But beneath the surface, there was something gnawing at me. College. Or, rather, the lack of it.I paused, staring blankly at my desk. The acceptance letter I’d been waiting for hadn’t come. No polite rejection. Just... silence.My phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. Alex’s name flashed across the screen.“Hello, Mr. Knight,” I said playfully.“Angel,” his voice was warm. “Why so formal?”“Just trying to sound professional,” I teased, tucking the phone between my ear and shoulder.“Am I interrupting?” he asked.“Not at all. What’s up?”“I’m downstairs. Lunch break?”I glanced at the clock a