Summary of Chapter 27 – A turning point in Kidnapped by the Mafia by Deathslittlemis
Chapter 27 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Kidnapped by the Mafia, written by Deathslittlemis. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
He was smart enough to not need words in order to make someone unravel before him. The way he gazed at his target was enough for someone to fall to their knees in front of him. Dark eyes that seemed to be staring into your soul, reading your mind and messing with your thoughts. The look was followed by the quirk of a brow which landed the final blow. He only used it on me if I lied, which I avoided as much as possible, I had nothing to lie to him about.
There wasn't anything that I was sworn to protect or a duty I was supposed to keep up with. The only thing expected from me was to act like a sweet little puppet and give birth to the heir. Something that neither me nor Severus wanted was for our child to be in danger.
The window creaked, drawing my attention to it as I watched the wind rustle the papers placed on the desk. Deciding to divert my mind from the horrifying thoughts, I unrolled from myself, placing the gun beside me before carefully strolling to the desk. Ready to duck under the bed or behind the furniture if someone suddenly decided to barge in.
In front of me lay a beautifully written letter and beneath it their were several manila colored envelopes. From the undone seals, I knew that Severus had already read them and if he left them out then they mustn't have been a big deal. Right?
Shrugging off the thought I picked up the paper and sat down on the couch beside the desk.
Dear Severus,
I know being a new boss must be very hard on you and suddenly becoming a Donna must be very intimidating for Adira, but I want you to continue being strong. You're one of the very few people in this tainted world, that give me hope. A reason to look at the skies and thank the Lord for blessing me with a son like you.
I remember praying harder than I ever had in my life for you to not turn out like your father; and I guess my prayers were heard. I'm happy Adira has you and glad that I can rest assured, with you there beside her, its not likely for anyone to even look at her with wrong intentions. Anyone who's not your father wouldn't even dream of trying what he did.
Edward told me about it and my heart goes out to her, please tell her to hold on. Tell her to keep hoping for a better time because if things can't be good forever, they can't remain bad forever either.
Love
Your mother xxx
I smiled as I thought about Donna, happy to know that she was safe wherever she was. I honestly owed a lot to her for standing up for me while she was here. And even more for raising a man like Severus the way she had, if it wasn't for her I might've ended up in the hands of her husband. Used and then buried into a wall.
I stopped reading for a minute, feeling sick to my stomach as I imagined young kids being sold to people as slaves to their will. There was no one to protect them, snatched away from their families, beaten, trapped and frightened, they had no hope. And that man was the one behind it all!
I fisted the paper in rage, wrinkling it from the side before sighing in frustration, knowing that I couldn't do anything for them in this state of mind. I continued where I left off after regaining my senses that had been blocked out by anger and disgust.
It appears that they had managed to sell more than 500 children for millions of Dollars within the first year of opening and because of the unexpectedly great profit they continued the business. It had been in working for the past five years, only known by the people who indulged themselves with your father for such hideous acts.
We have spotted a few moles as well and have met up with your spies, so far its a bit stable but undoubtedly dangerous. We have managed to retrieve 57 children from their tents and are inching closer to the warehouse slowly. They're using the children as hostage and under pressure we are having a hard time which is why I wanted to request backup.
EC-M
I reread the letter with wide eyes and a pounding heart. Could this man be from the military?

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