All Chapters of Sold as the Mafia King's Breeder: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

DOMINIC’S POVIt was her.Seeing those forest green eyes, I was dragged back to that night five years ago.Back then, I was still my father’s enforcer, and he had sent me on a mission to collect a hefty debt owed to him. I succeeded in collecting the debt from the debtor, and even spared his life out of the goodness of my heart. But the bastard dared to send thugs after me to steal back the money.The thugs stabbed me before I could react, yet I managed to kill them all and retain the money. After losing a lot of blood, I became weak, and that’s when I ran into her. I pleaded for her help, but the little snake kicked me unconscious with the briefcase of money and ran off with it.My hand subconsciously brushed against my chest, and even through my suit, I could still feel the bullet scar located just a few centimeters away from my heart.The mark wasn’t from those thugs, but from my own father. “I don’t mix family with business, figlio,” were the words he had said before shooting m

“I’m sorry, Mila. I understand your situation is critical, but I can’t help you,” Rosa finally responded, her voice firmer than the last time. My shoulders slumped as she gave me an apologetic smile before rising up to leave.An idea suddenly crept into my mind before I could wallow in defeat, and my head snapped up to glance at Rosa’s retreating figure. I had no choice at this point, if I wanted to leave this hellhole, I had to act now.With that resolve fueling me, I shot up to my feet, and with lightning speed I rushed towards Rosa. Just as she was about to open the door, I struck the back of her neck with the edge of my palm.It was a move my father had taught me during his self-defense lessons when I was a teenager. I never thought that I’d have to use it, but I’m grateful because it came in very handy at this moment. Rosa gasped from my sudden strike, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head before she fell to the ground, knocked out cold.A shred of guilt flickered withi

Despite my racing heart, I kept on a straight face as the doctor explained my condition to Dominic. I couldn’t betray the fact that I was pretending to have lost my memory.When the doctor had checked my vitals earlier, I’d silently pleaded with him to play along with my ruse, and to my surprise, he agreed. He probably saw the desperation in my eyes.“So what happens now?” Dominic’s sharp question snapped my attention back to him. “Is there a way to get her memories back?”“Well…” the doctor hesitated, his gaze briefly flickering to me then back to Dominic. “For now, nothing can be done. And she mustn’t experience any form of stress whether physical or mental, otherwise her brain might be pushed into shock.”I was impressed by how effortlessly the doctor lied. His words were so convincing that even I might’ve believed him if I didn’t know the truth.Dominic let out a frustrated grunt before his piercing gaze landed on me, pining me in place. I shifted uncomfortably on the bed, my ha