All Chapters of The Mafia’s Feisty Captive: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

BELLA’s POV“If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t be here anymore. I’d still be rotting away in jail, and you… you’d continue to suffer in ignorance.”“I can’t believe this!” I exclaimed, my voice shaking.I really couldn’t believe it. All this time, I had blamed my dad for abandoning me, convinced he had chosen to walk away from my life. But the truth was far worse. He had been suffering while I resented him. I had let Vincent manipulate me into hating the only real family I had left.I felt so stupid.Vincent had played me like a fool. He had wrecked my life, stolen my trust, and as if that wasn’t enough, he had tried to kill my father.He was a monster.“I know this is a lot to take in,” my father said gently. “But it’s the truth. If not for Santiago, I would have died in that prison.”That name. Santiago. It sent a jolt through me. Why does that name sound so familiar?“Do I know him?” I asked, frowning. “The name, it feels like I’ve heard it before. And how did he do it? How did he

BELLAI still couldn’t believe it.Even as I sat in the car, my neatly packed bag resting on my lap, it felt surreal.I was really going back to school. Today is the day.I exhaled slowly, my fingers gripping the strap of my bag a little tighter.“Are you sure you packed everything? You didn’t forget anything, right?”Vincent’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, and when I turned to meet his gaze, I found his sharp eyes watching me closely.Why was he doing this?“Yes, I did,” I answered, trying to keep my voice steady. “Thanks to you, I got the timetable and everything else.”He nodded, but his expression remained unreadable.I hesitated.There was something I wanted to ask him, but after everything he had already done for me, I wasn’t sure if he’d agree. Still, I had to try.“Can I ask you for a little favor?” I finally said, my fingers fiddling with the hem of my sleeve to keep my nerves in check.Vincent’s head tilted slightly. “Go ahead.”I swallowed. “Can you ask the guards to st

BELLAThe guards dragged me back to the mansion, but my heart had already made a run for it. Fear gripped me so tightly I could barely breathe. There was no doubt in my mind that they had already filled Vincent in on what happened or at least their version of it. They’d say I tried to escape, and even though that wasn’t the truth, how could I possibly convince him otherwise when I had run from the guards?“Don is waiting for you,” one of the guards said, nodding toward the door.I swallowed hard. My legs felt like lead, but I had no choice. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open and stepped inside.Silence.A silence so thick, so unnatural, it sent a chill racing down my spine. My gaze snapped forward, and there he was.Vincent.He was sitting in his chair, one leg crossed over the other, but his entire body was rigid, his fingers gripping the armrest like he was seconds away from snapping it in half. His aura had shifted completely, gone was the controlled, charming man I had s

BELLAIt took me days to heal completely from the pain Vincent had put me through, and the worst part was that the bastard had refused to show himself before me again.I didn’t want to see him, but it was still infuriating that he hadn’t come to apologize. Not a single word. Not even a damn message.I went back to school on the third day, and things were far from normal. The guards were watching me like a hawk. All previous agreements had been dissolved, and I was back to being a prisoner.I hated how they shadowed my every move, their eyes scanning the halls, ensuring I didn’t step a foot out of line. It made my blood boil.And Vincent? He had been gone for the past week. At first, I thought he was avoiding me, but then I realized I hadn’t heard his voice in the mansion. Not once.No sign of him coming or going. No distant murmurs of his presence. Nothing.That only meant one thing. “He had traveled and left me here, caged like a damn bird.” I scoffed.My chest burned with frustrati

BELLAThe ride back to the mansion was quiet. I had brushed off Vincent’s arm when I got into the car, putting as much space between us as possible. Now, I sat with my body pressed against the door, staring out the window, stewing.Why had he suddenly come back? And why did he show up at my school like that? Fighting for me, of all things?He doesn’t care about me. Hell, he was a bigger bully than Daniel, so why did he interfere? And then to call me his woman?Was he claiming me? Like I was some possession that belonged to him? The thought made my blood boil.I hadn’t even gotten to tell Carmen goodbye, all because he dragged me away. I had wanted to spend a little more time with her before being locked inside that hellhole for the next two days.Leave it to Vincent to ruin my plans.And where had he even been all this time?The car rolled to a stop. A guard opened the door for him first, and he stepped out without a word. Then he turned to me, extending his hand.I shot him a glare b