BOUND TO HELLS MAFIA KING

Chapter 1

Sabrina Moretti p.o.v

I walk through the corridor of my family estate as I thought about my life since my father's death.

First my mother passed away during my 12th birthday party, then my father.

Now, I try my possible best to keep the family together while my elder brother just sits at the head of the table claiming he is the one taking care of the family!

Lucas, My one and only elder brother has been making decisions lately without me, and it's putting everything we have built together as a family at risk.

I pushed the hall door open and step inside.

The room was filled with our business partners.

All of them were men who have served the moretti's name for decades.

Lucas sat at the head of the table, as always.

His expression was hard and unreadable.

He barely acknowledges me as I take my seat beside him, but I can feel his eyes on me, watching and calculating.

It was as if he was waiting for me to say something to him.

"Massimo Morano has started hitting our businesses again," Lucas says with his voice low and steady.

"We lost two shipments again this week." he informed.

Massimo Morano.

The thorn in the Moretti's flesh.

He is always pushing....

Always testing our limits.

And now, it seems, he has decided to take the fight to us directly.

How shameless!

Morano is a ruthless man, who won't stop until he has crushed us completely.

"We need to fight back," I say, cutting through Lucas's briefing.

"And we need to do it fast. Morano won't stop until we are wiped off the market board."

"I'm handling it, Sabrina," he says with a dismissive tone.

I see what he did there.

"We have a plan in place."

I don't like the way he says "we."

Who is this "we" he is talking about?

I'm sure the "we" doesn't include me.

I'm supposed to be part of every decision, every move we make.

But lately, Lucas has been secretive.

He has been making decisions without consulting me.

It's unlike him, and it makes me feel awkward.

Now what is this plan?

My suspicions increased, and I decided to press him for more information.

"What plan?" I ask, trying to keep my voice calm, even though I was so anxious inside of me.

"It's nothing for you to worry about. I got it covered." He says.

"You have been keeping things from me, Lucas. I need to know what you are planning Lucas. Remember the saying, two heads are better than one."

Lucas leans back in his chair.

"You worry too much, Sabrina. Trust me, everything is under control."

But I don't trust him.

I can't.

Not when everything feels so wrong.

Lucas has never been this hideous before, and it's setting off all sorts of alarms in my head.

I'm sure he is up to something that isn't good.

I won't let him jeopardize our family's business.

"You are asking me to trust you, Lucas, but you are not giving me a reason to," I say with a low but firm voice.

"I have always been part of the planning, part of the decisions. Why am I being left out now?"

Lucas smile fades and was replaced by a look of irritation.

"Because, Sabrina," he says with his voice tight.

"Sometimes things are better handled by men. You don't need to be involved in every little detail."

I could feel my temper rising, but I force myself to stay calm.

Lucas is trying to push me out.

He is keeping me away from this secret plan of his, and I need to know what this plan of his is.

"This isn't a little detail, Lucas," I say, leaning forward slightly.

"This is our family's business survival we are talking about here. You can't make decisions like this without me."

He meets my gaze, his eyes hardening.

"I'm doing what is best for the family, Sabrina. You need to trust that I know what I'm doing."

His words hit me like a slap in the face.

"And what exactly are you doing, Lucas? What aren't you telling me?"

The room falls into a tense silence, the other men around the table started shifting uncomfortably in their seats.