The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85

Massimo waited at Pondspring Park. It was only a three minute walk from the docks the cruise ship had let all of its passengers off at–and that was with Massimo carrying both his and Elena’s luggage.

Why was it taking Elena and Aria so long to get here? Had Aria’s flighty nature delayed them? Aria always took longer to get ready than she claimed–she wasn’t nearly as punctual as Elena.

Massimo had never meant to compare the two women, but as they were the only two women in his lives, it had just sort of happened. And while most of his mafia peers would rank Aria higher, Massimo felt that such rankings were too shallow. In every way that mattered, Elena had Aria objectively beat.

It was Elena who could easily light up Massimo’s space and improve his mood. It was Elena who always listened to him and found helpful solutions. It was Elena who had applied herself to become a valuable asset to the mafia don’s intense political activities.

And as Massimo waited at the park, it was Elena he was excited to see, not his wife Aria.

Massimo frowned. He knew he wasn’t behaving professionally right now. He would need to be better by the time Elena and Aria returned–he had promised Elena as much.

Massimo absently checked his watch. Had it really been nearly an hour already? Even Aria wouldn’t take that long to get here.

Massimo dialed Elena’s phone. His call went straight to voicemail.

That was odd. He tried again, but the same thing happened. Even calling the ever clingy Aria received the same results.

Dread began to pool in Massimo’s stomach. Something was wrong.

Elena groggily woke up. Her head was pounding.

She looked around and found herself in an unfamiliar bedroom. It was all a sterile white–from the walls to the bed she woke up in. Elena startled with a jolt as she recalled how she got here.

Or more accurately, as she failed to remember how she got here. Her last memory was of getting knocked unconscious from some drug–chloroform perhaps?

Elena looked through her pockets and around the room, but all her possessions were gone. She had neither of her two phones.

Elena tried the door. To her great surprise, it opened. Elena hurriedly rushed out.

It looked like an apartment complex not unlike Elena’s own. There was a sleek kitchen and a modern living room with an impressive sound system installed into the ceiling, but Elena ignored it all. She headed straight for the door.

This one was locked. Elena cursed.

With nothing else to do, she inspected her surroundings. There had to be some other way out, right?

There were no windows. As Elena knocked on the walls and searched for weak points, she discovered they were incredibly thick and cold. Was she underground?

The exit door was reinforced, too. None of the furniture Elena could move by herself made a dent in the door. It must be made of some incredibly strong metal.

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While the place was stylish and looked straight out of a modern magazine, the apartment was clearly a carefully constructed prison. Between the lack of windows and thick walls, it must be heavily soundproofed.

Elena had no way of escaping or getting anyone’s attention and calling for help.

But Elena refused to give up. She kept searching, trying to think of a plan.

Back in the bedroom, Elena found a small opening on the wall–just an inch or so above the floor. It was small enough for Elena to reach her hand through, but she couldn’t feel anything on the other side.

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