The Mafia’s Innocent Revenge

Chapter 10: The Broken Link

As Lana weakly raised the spoon to her lips, Zekail’s sharp eyes tracked her shaking movements. His gaze traveled down her trembling form, following the line of the heavy iron chain that stretched across the cold marble floor.

His eyes stopped at her ankle.

Because she had spent hours on the floor frantically pulling against the restraint, the heavy metal cuff had cut deeply into her pale, delicate skin. A thin line of dark red blood was trickling down her foot, staining the pristine white marble beneath her.

Zekail’s face darkened with immediate irritation. He did not want a broken prisoner; he wanted his revenge completely intact. Before turning to leave the room, he looked directly at the armed guard standing by the door.

"Take that chain off her ankle immediately," Zekail commanded, his voice tight, cold, and completely devoid of warmth. "She has been on this floor long enough. Once the chain is out, leave the room and double-lock the oak doors from the outside. She is not going anywhere."

Without waiting for a reply, Zekail turned on his heel and strode out of the room.

Lana let out a ragged sob the moment his terrifying presence left the space. Her hands shook violently as she forced herself to keep eating, terror still gripping her chest. A minute later, the guard stepped forward, unlocked the heavy iron link, and dragged the metal chain out of the room, shutting and double-locking the heavy oak doors from the outside.

Downstairs in his private office, Zekail sat heavily behind his desk and pulled the glowing monitor toward him. The screen displayed the live feed from the CCTV cameras. He watched Lana through the screen as she finished the food in frantic, desperate gulps.

He shook his head aggressively, his jaw clenching as he forced his expression to remain stone-cold. Do not let her fool you, he reminded himself harshly, his fists tightening against the desk. She humiliated you in front of the entire city. She is just a calculated club girl playing a victim.

On the screen, Lana finished the meal, crawled away from the door, and curled into a tight ball on the bed finally free from the chain, but still completely trapped in his darkness.