Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125

He looked at me with disgust before he continued,

Do you remember how we met…..?,” his voice laced with venom. “You came on to me. I never came on to you. You were like some sunstruck idiot… grinning, laughing, desperately trying to get my attention. You asked me to prom, for god’s sake. That’s how shameless you were. That’s how shameless you are. Even now.”

My chest tightened. I struggled to breathe, but he wasn’t done.

“I looked at you and thought, ‘This will be easy.’ A wife like you would be the simplest thing in my life. All I had to do was smile, and you’d drop to your knees. You were so easy to control. So easy to manipulate. You did everything I said, like a good little puppet.”

I shook my head, unable to stop the words from falling out. “No. That’s not true. You loved me. I know you did.”

“Keep telling yourself that, Ariella,” he said with a smirk. “Maybe if you say it enough, it’ll come true.”

He glanced at his watch like none of this meant a damn thing. “Now, if you’re done with the dramatics, I have to go home to the woman I actually love and care about.”

His eyes slid back to me like I was nothing. “So like I said… take off your clothes. I want to get this over with so I can get back to her.”

“No,” I said firmly. “I’m not taking my clothes off. I’m not doing whatever the fuck you think you’re going to do in this room today. I’m not doing it.”

He looked at me, unblinking.

“What?”

“Yes. You want access to my body?” I continued, my voice rising. “Then you’re going to have to do the big R.”

“The big R?” he asked, eyebrows narrowing in confusion.

“Yeah,” I spat. “You’re going to have to rape me. Actually, physically force yourself on me. Because that’s the only way it’s happening. I won’t do it willingly.”

There was a pause. Silence thickened the air.

“Okay,” he said, nodding slowly. “Understood.”

He stood up.

For a second, my breath caught. My whole body stiffened. Was I really about to pay for what I’d just said? Was he actually going to do it? My heart slammed in my chest. I stood ramrod straight, bracing for a blow, a grab, something.

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He took a step toward me. I closed my eyes, unable to look. Waiting for pain. Waiting for the

worst.

And then… Click.

My eyes snapped open. He was walking out the door and just like that, he was gone.

I stood frozen, unable to move, unsure if it had really happened. He had left? Just like that?

I quietly followed, not quite believing. I watched as he ascended the stairs slowly, opened the front door, stepped outside, and closed it behind him.

I waited. I waited for him to burst back in, laughing, saying,

“You didn’t think I’d actually listen to you, did you?” I waited for him to mock me, to grab me, to do something.

But he didn’t. Hours passed, and still… nothing.

Finally, I turned toward my bedroom. My heart was still racing, my thoughts tangled with disbelief.

He’d left. But I knew him. And I knew this wasn’t over. He was going to retaliate.

The first of Asher’s retaliations started subtly with Leon’s tutor. He didn’t show up the next day. Or the next. Or the next after that.

A whole week passed, and still no sign of him.

That’s when I went looking for Maria. I didn’t find her in the kitchen, which was strange. So I made my way to her bedroom, planning to ask for her phone so I could at least call Luca and ask what was going on.

But Maria wasn’t there either. She was just gone. No goodbye, no nothing… Just gone.

And just like that, the second retaliation landed. He had taken Maria out of the house.

I told myself I was fine with it, kind of fine. I had grown used to her. She was someone I could talk to, someone who made the house feel a little less suffocating. But in the end, it was just

Maria.

The real problem was Leon’s education. He needed his tutor.

So, I did the only thing I could. I went online, started learning the lessons he was supposed to be taught, and began teaching him myself, while also doing all the housework.

The house was enormous. There was always something to clean, something to fix. So I focused on what had to be done. Day by day, I adjusted. One week turned into two, and I got used to the new routine, no Maria, no tutor.

I knew I was doing a shitty job of being Leon’s tutor. I’m not a teacher. I don’t know the rules

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of teaching him, but I did what I could because in my head his tutor was going to come back. I just had to keep him revising the work he had already done to keep things moving forward.

But then came the third retaliation. The food started running out.

First, it was the eggs. Then the milk. Then the meat. The fish. The chicken. The supplies slowly disappeared, and I began to panic.

Maria was the one who handled the orders, the groceries, everything. She had the credit card, the system, and the contacts. I had no idea how to restock the house or who to contact.

So I watched, helpless, as the kitchen slowly emptied shelf by shelf. And I started to wonder when was Asher going to show up? Would he show up?

Would he let the house run out completely? Let Leon go hungry? Let us starve?

Trying to talk to the bodyguards was like trying to talk to a wall or maybe a big rock. Cold, silent, unmoving. They didn’t look at me, didn’t acknowledge me, didn’t so much as blink when I stood in front of them. I told them I needed to talk to Luca. Or Asher. Or whoever the

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