Page 127 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

Mateo is pulling me as he leads us out of the house. I can hear Sophie’s cries from behind. The noise must have woken her up.

Wounded bodies are scattered in the compound as Mateo drags me into a black Jeep parked in front of the house. I don’t catch sight of my brother or Luca.

Shit!

Rico joins us in the backseat with Sophie still crying.

“Give me my baby,” I grunt as I reach for her.

Mateo doesn’t stop me this time, as he lets me have her. “Drive,” he orders. He turns to Rico. “Tell them to kill everyone. I want both of them dead.”

I turn to stare at Rico as he nods in response. My heart hurts. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing both Giovanni and Luca. Worse, no one is saving my daughter and me from Mateo.

Oh God, no.

The driver speeds out of the compound while shots keep flying in our direction. I hug Sophie tightly, a tear sliding down my face. I’ve never felt this helpless before. I’m praying Luca and Giovanni find us. God, please.

“I’ll keep you safe here,” Mateo says to me as the driver drives the car through a fence gate. There are armed men around. The driver stops the car in front of a warehouse.

This place looks like it belongs to Mateo. His men surround everywhere.

Sophie has fallen asleep in my arms. She looks so peaceful.

I’ve missed the days when my life wasn’t full of chaos. I’ll do anything to go back to those days when Mateo didn’t have me as his fucking prisoner.

“We’re getting out now, Princess.”

Another car parks behind us as we get out of the Jeep. Mateo holds my hand and leads us into the warehouse. Three men are inside as we walk in.

Pietro is being dragged in a moment later. The left side of his head is cut. It looks like he was hit again because the cut wasn’t there back at the house.

“Set that betrayer over there,” Mateo orders, pointing to a wooden chair in the corner of the room.

“Fuck you, Mateo!” Pietro grunts as he is being dragged to the chair. They are tying his legs and arms to it.

Fuck. What’s Mateo doing?

Pietro yells as he is being held back. He struggles to free his arms and legs, moving the chair violently.

I cover Sophie’s ears and try to walk out of the room. Rico stops me and keeps me in place. “You’re not leaving.”

“My baby’s sleeping; this is too much for her.”

“You either hand over the baby or stand right there with her. You choose.”

I shoot him daggers with my eyes, glaring at him. Fucking asshole. I’m clinging tightly to Sophie as she whimpers. Pietro’s yells have woken her up.

Mateo is by his brother now as he connects a hard punch to his face. “I get betrayed by my fucking flesh and blood.”

Pietro groans and coughs out more blood as Mateo connects his fists to his jaws again. I flinch from the intensity, taking a step backward. My back is almost glued to the wall since I have nowhere else to run to.

“I fucking trusted you, you bastard!” Mateo lands another punch on Pietro’s face. His entire face is covered with blood now.

“Please let me go; Sophie can’t see this,” I beg Rico.

He gives me a disapproving look and nods to one of the men.

“Fine. The baby,” he says.

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