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Abducted And Owned By The Ruthless Mafia

The Banks family fortune came crashing down on a fateful night. Joe Banks, the brilliant Engineer who built empires from the ground up, met his end in an apparent accident - run down by a truck on a lonely stretch of road. But was it really an accident? His young daughter Samantha was the only survivor. Orphaned at a young age, she was taken in by a new family who raised her as their own, renaming her Hanna Hamilton. Though shrouded in secrecy, her past continued to shape her destiny. Years later, Hanna attended one of the top law schools in the country. Determined to fight injustice, she immersed herself in her studies. Her closest friend was Matt Dawson, who harbored feelings for her while Hanna played hard to get. Unbeknownst to Hanna, the family that had adopted her all those years ago had ties to the dangerous Russo crime syndicate. One night, after a party at a club off campus, Hanna mysteriously vanished without a trace. All signs pointed to one man - Jim Russo, a high-ranking mafia don who also happened to be Matt's uncle. Did Russo discover the truth about Hanna's hidden identity? Maybe he already abducted and Owned her. Matt was convinced her disappearance wasn't a coincidence. He vowed to uncover what really happened to the woman he loved, no matter the risks to himself as he delved deeper into the sinister web of secrets and lies. Will Mathew and Hanna's devotion be strong enough to survive Jim's wrath when he uncovers the truth?

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Chapter 33

The plane touched down with a resounding whistle, signaling the end of the journey. Sir Witson Hamilton, along with other passengers, swiftly made their way out of the aircraft. Despite his usual composed demeanor, Sir Witson appeared cracked and mean, his mood far from normal.

He moved quickly yet cautiously, clutching only a briefcase in case he needed to stay in Louisiana for a day. He wore a blue buttoned shirt that complemented his brown leather shoes, shining brightly under the sunlight. Unbeknownst to the outside world, his heart was in shambles, filled with worry for Hanna's whereabouts.

Sir Witson hailed a taxi, still hopeful that nothing bad had happened to Hanna. "Silverline University, please," he instructed the driver as he got into the vehicle.