All Chapters of I Sold Out a Mafia Boss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Charles calls me his secret weapon, his golden ticket to taking down the worst criminals this city has to offer. They think he’s a genius, always a step ahead, but they don’t know it’s me who does the dirty work. The music in the car is barely audible over the sounds I’m making. Ricardo’s head is buried between my thighs, with his hands gripping my hips like he owns me, he is eating me out, leaving me gasping for air. My back arches against the seat, with my fingers tangled in his dark hair. I can’t stop the moans spilling from my lips, they were loud and shameless. Up front, the driver is uncomfortable, his eyes are fixed on the road, but when I let out another cry, he fumbles for his earbuds and jams them in, pretending we’re not even here. When the car slows and pulls into the driveway of a five-star hotel, my legs are trembling. Ricardo sits up, straightens his jacket like nothing happened, and steps out of the car. Cool. Composed. Utterly infuriating. I follow, adjusting m

Ricardo’s POVThe next morning, the cell door opens, and I look up to see José, my lawyer, stepping inside. I motion for him to sit across from me at the small table bolted to the floor. The guards step out, giving us privacy, yet we keep our voices low. “I don’t know what to do,” I admit. “The walls are closing in. Tell me, José. What the fuck am I supposed to do?” José leans forward, resting his elbows on the table. “Ricardo, listen to me carefully. The only way out of this mess is to redirect the blame. Someone needs to take the fall.” “Redirect the blame? You want me to pin this on my fucking father-in-law? Are you out of your fuckung mind?” José doesn’t flinch at my hushed outburst. He meets my eyes. “Yes. It’s the only move we have. Ricardo, you’re innocent in this, remember? This entire kidnapping and trafficking operation belongs to your father- in- law, Mr. Inzaghi. He’s the one who pulled you into this shitstorm after that deal went wrong and you pissed him off. Thos

Lana’s POVI jog through the quiet streets; with everything going on, I couldn’t get proper sleep. It’s barely 6 a.m. One more day. Just one more day until I move in with Charles again. It’s all I’ve ever wanted—to go back to the feeling of safety, of belonging. Living with him was the closest I’d ever felt to having a family. Feeling loved. And now, after everything, I’ll have that again. The thought makes me smile as I round the corner, but my smile disappears when I notice something strange—a black SUV just right behind me. At first, I thought it’s a coincidence. Maybe someone is heading to work early. But every turn I make, it makes too. I slow my pace, my heart is racing. Are they following me? I decide to test it, taking an abrupt turn down a different street. The SUV hesitates for a split second, then follows. Oh my goodness.I take another route, a shortcut through a smaller road, and glance over my shoulder. The SUV speeds up, cutting me off before I can react. T