บททั้งหมดของ Prisoner To The Mafia King: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 7

Lucia's POVI stood in front of the full-length mirror, my wedding dress pooling around my feet. My lips curved into the smallest smile.I looked so beautiful.My chestnut-brown hair in soft curls fell around my back, the strands loosely braided together and pinned up with delicate pearl beads incorporated into the arrangement.A cathedral veil, sheer, cascaded down my back. The dress was skin-tight from my waist before it was layered into miles of Satin and Lace. The gown sported a sweet heart neckline embroidered with minute crystals that glittered with every move, and the long lace sleeves fit snugly like a second skin.For the first time in a long time, I actually felt happy.This was not just my wedding; this was the alliance between the Morettis and the Romano family.After six months, I was getting married to Adrian Moretti.Maybe this will be my chance to leave my past behind.As I turned around, the door of the dressing room swung open, and my mother sauntered in.Lines were

Lucia's POV Italian was not one of the languages that I've always excelled in. Despite growing up surrounded by Italian spoken all around me, I had always had trouble learning it, the language proving itself more challenging than English.My dad never supported my poor learning in Italian, and I can never seem to grasp why that always seemed so hard to me.Even though I fail at a lot of things, I do find myself to have the ability to see this as a true failure – my incapability to grasp my own language as a grown-ass woman.Damien walked away after giving the order. Although I did not understand what that might have entailed, his men's reactions immediately made it clear it was nothing good. After he turned away to leave, a part of his men followed, and the rest disappeared outside the premises A few seconds later, they all returned with heavy iron chains.My breath caught in my throat. The man holding me grabbed one of the chains and wrapped it around my neck and clicked it, lockin

Lucia's POV When I opened my eyes, I knew that I was no longer in the room where I was naked and chained. I squeezed them shut for a moment and then opened them slowly, willing the blurry haze to disappear.My head pounds and my entire body feels heavy.Pushing myself up carefully, I hear the metallic rattling of something around me, making me freeze.A cage. I was inside a cage.Trembling, my fingers clutch at the cold iron bars as u look around me. Everything is dark crimson, perfectly polished, sterile even, except for a cage in the center of the room.My cageBright white lights filled every single corner, leaving no shadow anywhere to hide in. I look down at myself, and my breath hitches in my throat.I was no longer naked; someone had changed me into a red lace lingerie set that barely covered my body.My eyes sting as a wave of pure embarrassment floods me.“What...”I whispered, but my words came out rough and stained.My throat feels like it's been torn to shreds, each scre

Lucia's POV I opened my eyes and realized I was still in the cage and covered by a thick black cloth. Applause was echoing in the room.“Welcome to the Midnight Claim Auction.” A deep voice said, echoing through the room.“Tonight we have new and fresh stock in hand; these girls are not sold permanently, just for one-night rental.”More clapping came after he finished. My heartbeat went through the roof, and my ears rang.My heart seemed to plummet to my stomach.What?What in God's name was happening?“Reveal the merchandise.” The coordinator ordered.I watched as he pulled the black cloth away and blinding stage lights flashed at me.My eyes squinted, and I realized I was on the main stage between two cages, one on each side of me.“Remember, gentlemen, these girls are just one-night rentals. The highest bid wins the right to possess for one night till sunrise.”The coordinator approached with a practiced smile.“Now please meet our three new items: Sofia Bellini, Amara Rossi, and