All Chapters of Sold To The Devil Mafia Boss: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Adrian stood up suddenly, his chair scraping loudly against the hospital floor. Selena blinked, confused, her hand instinctively reaching out toward him. He didn’t look at her, didn’t even pause. He just stood up from the bed, straightened himself, and walked toward the door without a word. “Adrian?” Selena called weakly, her voice barely a whisper as she pushed herself up with difficulty. Her body still ached from the injury, but her heart hurt more as she saw him walking away. “Where are you going?” she asked, her voice trembling.He stopped at the door, his back still turned to her. “I’ll be back soon,” he said, his words flat, emotionless. Without looking at her, he opened the door and stepped out of the room. The door clicked shut behind him, and the silence in the room seemed to grow louder, wrapping around Selena like a heavy blanket.She sat there for a long time, staring at the door he had left through. Her thoughts were jumbled, her emotions a mess. She had been hurt, confu

The sound of laughter and the soft hum of music filled the grand ballroom. Crystal chandeliers sparkled overhead, casting a golden glow over the sea of elegantly dressed attendees. The charity event was one of the year’s most anticipated gatherings, a night for the wealthy and influential to mingle under the guise of doing good.Selena stood near the entrance, her fitted emerald-green gown flowing gracefully around her. Her hair was styled in soft waves that framed her face, and a delicate diamond necklace adorned her neck. Despite her outward poise, she felt uneasy. This wasn’t her world—it was Adrian’s. Yet tonight, he wasn’t by her side.Instead, Nathan stood beside her, his black suit tailored to perfection. His usual cocky demeanor was replaced by something more restrained, almost protective, as if he could sense her discomfort.“Relax,” Nathan said, leaning in slightly. “It’s just a room full of rich people pretending to care about charity. You’ll be fine.”Selena couldn’t help

The dining room in Adrian’s mansion was as grand as the rest of the house. A long wooden table stretched across the room, surrounded by tall chairs covered in dark leather. A glittering chandelier hung overhead, lighting up the table where plates of fancy food were arranged neatly. The delicious smell filled the air.Upstairs, Selena stood in front of her mirror, adjusting her dress. Tonight wasn’t just any dinner. It was a meeting of Adrian’s closest allies—the people who helped him run his gang. She wasn’t excited about it. When she came down the large staircase, Adrian was waiting at the bottom. He was dressed sharply, his suit fitting perfectly. His serious face softened as he saw her. A small smile appeared.“You look beautiful,” he said, holding out his arm.“Thank you,” Selena replied, taking his arm with a faint smile of her own.When they entered the dining room, a few guests were already seated. Matteo, usually full of jokes, looked serious tonight. Beside him sat Valerie,

The mansion was looked and felt calm, but everyone was walking on tiptoes. Adrian and Nathan had been at each other’s throats for weeks, and tonight felt like it was about to explode. Everyone inside the house moved in hushed silence, heads low, avoiding the tension crackling between the two men. Valerie, who normally didn’t care to involve herself, knew better than to step in the middle of this storm. Selena, sitting in the library with a book in her hands, couldn’t focus. She tried to lose herself in the words, but every time she tried to turn the page, her mind would drift back to the mess between Adrian and Nathan. Their relationship had always been strained, but now it felt like they were two ticking time bombs, just waiting for the other to explode. Nathan was reckless, constantly challenging Adrian, while Adrian, hated being challenged. The argument in Adrian’s study started as a murmur, but it quickly escalated. Selena put the book aside, her heart racing. She didn’t need to

The late afternoon sun poured over the garden, casting long shadows across the stone path. Selena walked slowly, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, lost in thought. The atmosphere in the mansion had been unbearable lately, and she needed the fresh air to think clearly. Her argument with Adrian replayed in her mind, stoking her frustration. They hadn’t argued about love or confessions, but about priorities. Adrian had been focused on protecting the gang at all costs, shutting everyone else out in the process. Selena had tried to reason with him, to tell him that his methods were alienating the people who cared about him, but he wouldn’t listen. She had left the conversation feeling unheard and dismissed, her anger bubbling just under the surface. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Adrian saw her as naïve, incapable of understanding his burdens. Now, as she walked through the garden, the cool breeze did little to calm her nerves. “Selena?” a voice called softly from behind