All Chapters of MY CASANOVA MAFIA: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Valentine's tears dripped down her face to blend with the salty taste of her sweat as she wept. Her skin was cut by ropes binding her, but that did not compare to the burning agony within her chest. She spoke, her voice broken with pain and pain alone, whispering confusedly, suffocated."Why have you done this to me, Arnulfo? What am I guilty of?"Her words hung there in the air like a prayer, a desperate plea for some answers. She was no prisoner in some cold, dark cell, after all. She was locked away in his world—a world she never wanted to exist in. And the man she had once thought of so charming now seemed to be that very thing she had most come to fear.Let me go.Her voice cracked, trembling under the weight of everything she could not understand. But all she got for an answer was silence, a thick, oppressive quiet that seemed to suffocate her soul.Then, she heard his footsteps, slow and deliberate. Her heart began racing as she looked up to see him approaching. He was so close

Valentine put down the fork, her appetite dulled by the simmering anger and determination growing within her. The food had given her strength—not just physically, but mentally. She couldn't stay here, couldn't let Arnulfo's grip tighten any further. Her eyes darted to the door. The villa was silent, and the air seemed still, as if the world held its breath. She didn't know how far the sea stretched or if there was anybody out there to help, but she couldn't stay trapped. I have to try. Bare feet made no noise on cool tiles as she slowly got up from the table. She saw the door and went closer, her heart pounding louder with each step. The doorknob was only a foot away when a silhouette emerged behind her. Before she could even react, Arnulfo's hand clamped around her wrist like an iron shackle, spinning her around to face him. His eyes blazed with fury, his jaw tight as his grip on her wrist sent a jolt of pain shooting up her arm. "I warned you," he growled, his voice low and menaci

The room was drenched in the silvery glow of moonlight, and its light spilled over the walls and furniture. Valentine sat at the edge of the bed, her heart heavy with fear and curiosity. Arnulfo's deep, even breaths filled the silence, reminding her constantly of his presence.She moved carefully, bare feet silent on the cool floor, making her way to him. Her pulse leapt with each step but steeled herself in resolution. She needed him to be asleep.Drawing closer, she froze, her breath catching in her throat. Even in sleep, there was something magnetic about Arnulfo, a kind of robust strength and raw masculinity in his face. The faint scent of his aftershave floated in the air, clean and woodsy, curling around her senses like some forbidden temptation.Valentine hesitated, her eyes tracing the sharp line of his jaw, the way his dark lashes fanned against his cheekbones, and the subtle curve of his lips, which, for once weren't pressed into their usual hard line.She came an inch close

"Where are we going?" she said, shattering the sudden silence.Arnulfo didn't look at her as he replied. "Somewhere they can't find you.""And where might that be?""You'll see."Valentine clenched her jaw, frustration bubbling up inside her at his cryptic answer. She despised feeling like a pawn in his game, caught in a situation she couldn’t control. Deep down, she knew she had little choice but to play along for now.The night air was cooling balm as it touched her; with it came the salt and pine scent. The island was eerily quiet and all one could hear was the far-off waves crashing on the shore. Arnulfo led her to a boat, waiting in shadows so dim that its sleek design barely materialized."Get in," he said, pointing toward the vessel.She hesitated, her instincts screaming at her to run, but where could she go?She has no one but herself. This island was remote and in all probability, Victoria's men were closing in fast.With a heavy heart, she boarded the boat, her heart beating

"You don't understand," Arnulfo said, his tone clipped. "Victoria isn't just angry—she's dangerous. She'll destroy anything and anyone she sees as a threat. If she gets her hands on you—""Then perhaps you should have let me be the first time," Valentine cut in, her voice rising. "You go on and on about protecting me, but I just see some man trying to dominate me, just like her!"Arnulfo's face grew dark, his features unreadable as he strode across the deck to stand before her. He stood so close to her that his presence knocked at her heartbeat."I don't want you to try to comprehend my decisions," he said, in a low tone. "Every step I've taken has been to ensure you are breathing."Valentine's fierce resistance gave in for a fraction of a moment under the strain of his words. She detested the way his nearness shook her, detested how he seemed to look through her."And what about you?" she whispered, her voice almost lost. "What's stopping her from coming after you? You said it yourse