The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 132

Chapter 132 Protective wile

Chapter 132: Protective wife

The next target proved more challenging. Alessio Bianchi, the Bianchi family's eldest son, was attending a charity gala at the Villa Borghese. Shaw men, disguised as hotel staff, managed to lure him away from the crowded ballroom with news of an "urgent family matter." By the time the real Bianchi guards realized something was amiss, Alessio was long gone.

In the next street over, capturing Luca Vitale required a more direct approach. The 25-year-old playboy was infamous for his wild parties and penchant for extreme sports. Shaw men intercepted his Lamborghini as he left a nightclub, forcing him off the road. Before he could react, he was dragged out of his car and taken.

The final target proved to be the most elusive. Matteo Dante, the 20-year-old heir of the Dantes, was supposedly hidden away in a heavily fortified compound in Appletown. But how can a small family fight the power of the Shaw family? A team of Shaw men, ex-military specialists, executed a daring raid on the compound. Using a combination of high-tech surveillance equipment and old-fashioned brute force, they captured Matteo from where the Dante family hid him.

As reports of each successful capture came in, Anya felt a grim satisfaction settle over her. By 3 AM, all four heirs were taken to the warehouse, sedated, and secured in separate vehicles.

"Excellent work," she told her team before giving them a cold look. "Prepare the warehouse. Our guests will be arriving soon, and we need to make sure they're comfortable."

The men knew what she meant and started. The abandoned warehouse had been hastily converted into a makeshift interrogation room.

Four chairs were set up in the center of the empty space, each positioned under a harsh light. As the captured heirs were brought in one by one, still dizzy from the sedatives, Anya watched from the shadows. These boys-and they were boys, she realized-none of them older than 25-represented the

future of organized crime in Appletown. They had been raised in luxury, groomed to take over their families' empires. But now, stripped of their designer clothes and without their family guards, they looked painfully young and vulnerable.

They were not so far different in age from her, but maybe she was used to Daniel's masculine and older bearing, that they looked like nothing more than boys to her.

Anya pushed aside any flicker of sympathy. These were the sons of the men who had tried to kill her husband. They would serve as leverage, nothing more. As the last of the sedatives wore off, Anya stepped into the light. The heirs blinked up at her, confusion giving way to fear as recognition dawned in their eyes. "Boys," Anya said, her voice echoing in the empty space. "Welcome. This may seem shocking to you, but keep a leveled head so that you might survive the night."

Nico Russo, the youngest of the group, was the first to find his voice. "What is this?" he demanded, struggling against his restraints. "Do you have any idea who my family is?" Anya's laugh was cold and mirthless. "Oh, I know exactly who all your families are, You're the bargaining chips that are going to bring my husband home safely." "Your husband?" One of them asked

Nico.

gone too far today. They have attacked my husband on his way back. As long as they are obedient, you

"Our families will burn this city

precious heirs. Starting with you, Luca. I hear your father is particularly fond of

fell silent. Anya turned her attention to Alessio Bianchi, who was watching her

you?"

one," Anya said, looking at him. "You can call me

go pale. Shaw, as in the Shaw? Their family

he said, his tone carefully respectful. "There must be some

attack on my husband. The only misunderstanding was your families thinking they could strike

her heels clicking ominously on the concrete floor. Now, here's what's going to happen. In a moment, I'm going to call each of your fathers. You will confirm that you are alive and unharmed-for now.

contact with each of the young men. "If Daniel Shaw is not returned to me, alive and well, within two hours of those

hung heavy in the air, its implications sinking into the captives like lead weights. Matteo Dante, who had been silent until now, suddenly lurched

Chap 32 Protective wide

and anger warring in his voice. "We're protected!

deal with the government that kept the small families in

these are extraordinary circumstances. And if they don't... well, I'm sure your fathers

Marco, who had been standing silently in the background. "Start drawing blood and bring me the phone. It's time to make

torture began. For some reason, Anya had no intention of letting any

in turn, her voice never wavering as she laid out

to be

cries could still be

she announced to the room at large. "Let's all pray your fathers make

and shouts. The heirs were tortured as the minutes ticked by. Anya paced restlessly, pausing occasionally to check her phone for updates. The screams of