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Antonio’s face remained impassive, his eyes fixed on some point beyond Reina’s shoulder. He didn’t even flinch as she tried to kiss him, her lips pressing against his mouth. He pushed her away, his hands firm but gentle, and Reina stumbled back, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt.

She fell to the floor, her body trembling with sobs, her words tumbling out in a torrent. “After everything I’ve done for you, I’m always available for you, my body is always here for you. Still, you’re choosing that lowlife over me. I even had her removed from our lives right now, but you still don’t want me. I’m sure she’s suffering right now, wherever she is.”

Reina’s words trailed off, her eyes widening in horror as she realized what she had just revealed. Antonio’s eyes darkened, his brows drawing together in a fierce scowl. “What the fuck did you just say?” he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Reina’s words tumbled out in a stuttering mess, her eyes darting wildly as she struggled to explain herself. “Em… Em… I mean… Like… It’s not what you think, it came out wrong… Em… I wasn’t thinking,” she stammered, her voice cracking under the pressure of Antonio’s intense gaze.

Antonio’s scowl deepened, his grip on her neck tightening as he growled, “Will you answer me at once!” His eyes blazed with fury, his patience wearing thin.

Reina’s face contorted in a desperate plea, her words spilling out in a torrent. “What! Do whatever you want to do with me. I don’t care anymore. If I can’t have you all to myself, then you can’t have that thing you call Evelyn. I would rather die! I would rather die, Antonio. You… Belong… To… Me!”

Tears streamed down her face, her body trembling with sobs. Antonio’s anger reached a boiling point, his breath hot as a volcano, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. He snarled, “You’re testing my patience, idiot!”

Reina’s response was defiant, her words laced with a reckless abandon. “Kill me… Kill me, Antonio … I don’t care anymore!” She glared at Antonio, her eyes flashing with a mad determination.

Antonio’s devilish instincts raged to be unleashed, his hands itching to wrap around her neck and squeeze the life out of her. But he hesitated, Reina’s father’s loyalty to him , a man who had always been loyal to him from the very beginning. The battle between his demonic impulses and the value he had on loyalty raged on, but he had himself under control and pushed her to the floor. His hands on his head while thinking of his next move.

Antonio’s voice was laced with a sense of urgency as he barked orders into the phone, his words dripping with authority. “Jacob, I need three of my men in my room, now. I don’t have time to waste, make it quick.” He paused, his eyes fixed on Reina’s tear-stained face. “I need them here in less than a minute, got it?”

The response on the other end was immediate, and Antonio’s eyes narrowed as he waited for the men to arrive. He paced around the room, his footsteps echoing off the walls as he struggled to contain his anger.

The door burst open, and three men filed in, their faces set in determined lines. Antonio’s gaze swept over them, his eyes lingering on each face before he spoke. “I want two of you to take this… thing,” he spat, his voice dripping with disdain, “to the smallest room here. She’s obsessed and crazy, no food, only water. Make sure she doesn’t leave that room. You’ll watch her and wait until I give the next instruction.”

Reina’s eyes widened, her face pale as she realized what was happening. She struggled against the men, but they were too strong, and they held her down, her cries echoing in the room.

” I can’t stay there, I hate small and tight places, please don’t do this to me”Reina continued crying.

Antonio’s gaze never wavered, his eyes fixed on the last man standing before him. “And you, bring Donald, Reina’s father, to me. You have thirty minutes. I don’t care what you have to do, just get him here.”

Reina’s eyes flashed with defiance, her mind racing with thoughts of why he wanted her father. “What if he wants to kill him” She thought but then again, her mind went to Evelyn “I won’t give up. I won’t tell him where she is. She can’t have him.” She said in her thoughts but the silent gasps that escaped her lips were the only indication of her distress as she was dragged away.

The last man nodded, his face set in a determined line. “Yes, boss. I’ll bring him here, no matter what it takes.” Antonio’s eyes narrowed, his voice dripping with menace. “You’d better. You know how I can be when I’m angry.” The man nodded again, his eyes flicking to the door before he turned and disappeared into the hallway, leaving Antonio to wait for Reina’s father.

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Evelyn’s P. O. V

I lay there, my body weak and tired, the aftermath of struggling with the men who brought me water still lingering. I couldn’t help but think about how foolish I had been, trying to fight off two hefty men. Who did I think I was? Wonder Woman? The thought brought a mix of frustration and despair, and I let out a sob.

As I cried, I called out to the men, hoping that if I talked to them patiently and respectfully they would find it in their hearts to let me go. My voice shaking. “Please, sirs, I’m so sorry for acting stubborn earlier… I know it wasn’t your intention to hit me… Why are you even working for that witch?” One of the men turned to me, his Italian accent thick and rich. “Our boss isn’t a witch, watch your mouth.”

I muttered an apology, feeling a mix of embarrassment and desperation. How could someone be so loyal to Reina? I thought to myself, my mind reeling with the levels of loyalty I had seen since entering Antonio’s household. It was as if these men were blind to her true nature, her manipulation and cruelty. Who knows if she had been having sex with these men too, I wonder why she still wants Antonio. At least cocks aren’t scarce for her.

As I lay there, my hand on my jaw, I couldn’t help but wonder what Antonio was doing at that moment. Was he waking up with Reina by his side? Had they spent the night together, lost in their own twisted world? The thought sent a pang of sadness through me, and I sighed, feeling the weight of my situation bearing down on me.

I played back on the bed, my mind racing with thoughts of my impending fate. Would I ever escape? Or would I be trapped here, at the mercy of Reina and her loyal minions? The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I closed my eyes, praying for a miracle, any glimmer of hope in this dark and desperate world.

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Antonio’s eyes narrowed as Donald, Reina’s father, entered the room. “So, you’re finally here,” Antonio said, his voice firm but controlled. “Your daughter has put you and your entire family in a precarious situation, Donald. She abducted someone who belongs to me, someone I care about deeply.”

Antonio’s gaze bore into Donald’s soul, his eyes flashing with anger. “You have served me well over the years, Donald. Your loyalty has been commendable. But even that won’t save you if Reina doesn’t tell me where Evelyn is.”

Donald’s eyes widened in fear, his voice trembling. “Y-yes, sir. I’ll talk to her, sir. I’ll make sure she tells you.”

Antonio’s expression remained unyielding. “You’d better. I won’t hesitate to harm you and your family if Reina doesn’t cooperate. How could you have raised such a reckless, foolish daughter? You both should have a DNA test”

Donald’s face paled, his words barely audible. “I-I don’t know, sir. I’ll try to reason with her.”

Antonio’s tone was curt. “You don’t have much time, Donald. Make it quick.”

With that, Donald hastened out of the room, leaving Antonio alone with his thoughts. Antonio’s mind raced back to Evelyn, remembering their first encounter, her fiery spirit, when he kissed her and how she wanted more of him when he had his fingers in her hole. His eyes fluttered closed, and for a moment, his tough exterior cracked, revealing a glimmer of vulnerability. “Dear Eve,” he whispered, the words barely audible, a silent cry from a man who didn’t know how to show weakness.

The Almighty Antonio, the feared mafia boss, brought low by his emotions. The thought would have been laughable if it weren’t for the desperation that gripped his heart. He needed Evelyn, needed her by his side, needed her to survive. The realization shook him to his core, and for a moment, he felt lost, unsure of how to reclaim the control he once wielded so effortlessly.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.