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Now the drama begins

Penulis: Jannie

Terakhir Diperbarui: 2026-01-30 11:00:02

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI.

“What the fuck—”

I didn’t finish the sentence. My fists were already moving before I could control myself.

The man closest to me barely had time to turn before my knuckles collided with his throat. He went down choking, scrambling across the floor like an animal.

I stepped over him without looking back, my shoulders squared as I kept walking in slow, intentional steps.

My eyes were on the table—on Olivia.

She was pinned down, wrists restrained, and dress torn open at the

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BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD Her protector.
OLIVIA“Is that… blood on your shirt?”I asked, eyes widening as I leaned closer, my index finger pointing at the stain. Darren glanced at the spot, and I saw the flash of confusion in his eyes.He stuttered. “B… Blood?”“What blood?” Roberta turned to face us, her voice cracking in worry. “Did you get hurt, Darren?”It was a small stain, but it looked fresh. I brushed my finger against the fabric, and when I pulled it back, blood stained my skin.I panicked. “How did you get this?”Roberta scurried to his side, gasping when she saw the blood-soaked stain on the right side of his chest.“What happened?” She shrieked.Darren held my wrist and gently took it off his chest; his lips curled into a small smile like he wasn’t bleeding.“You both need to stop worrying now,” he shrugged, facing Roberta with a reassuring expression. “It’s just a nip.”That didn’t look like just a nip to me. It felt like something sharp had pierced through his skin, and watching the red slowly spread through th
BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD Something is stirring.
OLIVIA“Did Darren say when he was coming?”I asked Roberta, Darren’s mother. We stood in the dining room, setting the table for lunch. The last two months in the De Lucas’ house were unlike anywhere I’d ever lived. They were very accommodating, and they treated me like a special guest.Roberta and Dario—his parents… doted on Alix and spoiled him like he was their grandchild. I tried to help with chores, do whatever I could to show my gratitude, but they hardly allowed me to do anything.“He called three days ago,” she responded, arranging the cutlery next to the plates. “But he didn’t say anything about his next visit.”I nodded. “Okay.”Three weeks. So he’d called but didn’t even bother to leave a message for me?Not even a word? Great.I kept folding the napkins into little triangular shapes like she’d taught me. My mind drifted, wondering why Darren hadn’t come by in the past three weeks.“You sound disappointed. Do you miss him?”I caught her staring at me when I raised my head.
BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD Chaotic struggles.
OLIVIA“Get her out of my house!” Francisco screeched. “I don’t want her feeding off me anymore.”Hearing those words made my chest tighten. I stood outside the house, carrying Alix in my arms as he sobbed uncontrollably.A month had passed since I’d refused his advances, and Francisco’s attitude hadn’t changed.“Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?” Darren asked. “I mean, Olivia has nowhere else to go, and—’“—That’s none of my business,” Francisco sneered, throwing me a cold glare. “She can go to hell for all I care.”I exhaled sharply, gently rocking Alix in my arms. Darren was the guy who’d helped me to the hospital, and he’d brought me to live with Francisco, who was his cousin, after I explained my ordeal to him.I’d spent the last month tending to Francisco like a nanny. I washed, cooked, cleaned—did everything. But all that meant nothing because he wanted me in his bed.Darren walked out moments later, my luggage in his grip. He filled the doorway effortlessly—tall, b
BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD Birth of an heir.
OLIVIASix years ago, I never would have believed Isabella would be the one to throw me out.But being under the same roof with Fernando brought so many different experiences. We argued often, she slapped me and cursed me out repeatedly, and even went as far as starving me for days.I still couldn’t understand how she became that person. I’d been roaming the streets of Mexico for five hours straight without any rest.My feet were aching, caked with mud from hours of walking barefoot. My hair was a mess, my dress the same one I’d worn for days because Isabella refused to let me touch her things.And I hadn’t brought anything else.The sun scorched my skin as I dragged my feet through the busy streets. The streets were packed, yet no one spared me more than a glance.When they did, their faces were etched with scorn.Mexico.Italy. Willowcreek. New Orleans.That had been my journey since my father died. Isabella brought me to Mexico, and I still had no idea who’d saved me from the wra
BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD Discarded.
OLIVIA~ SEVEN MONTHS LATER ~Isabella’s voice drifted down the hall, soft but unmistakable.“Fuck.”“Keep going, amore mio. I’m almost… there.”I froze.Heavy panting followed, broken by small gasps and moans. The sounds hauled so far and loudly that even the workers paused, whispering and giggling among themselves.My stomach twisted as I passed the door on my way to the kitchen. I didn’t need to see what was happening inside. The sounds were enough.This wasn’t new. It had become a recurring nightmare… one that had done more than traumatize me.Who would have thought I’d ever hear, or worse, be forced to watch my older sister having sex with a man three times her age?They had made me watch more times than I could count. Each time left something inside me quieter and smaller, and I’d always end up feeling sick afterward.“Can I have something to drink?” I asked Hilda, the chef, hovering over the stove as she prepared lunch. “I’m parched from standing in the sun for hours.”She turn
BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD Breaking free.
OLIVIA “Isabella!” I cried, struggling as a guard seized my arm. “Why are you doing this?”She walked towards the doorway and stood there, stepping aside for them to drag me out. “Fernando called for you,” she said flatly, locking the door behind us. “All you have to do is please him and do whatever he wants without complaining or trying to fight back.”“I’m pregnant,” my voice cracked as I reminded her. “I can’t do anything with him. Tell them to let me go!”My bare feet scraped against the marble before the floor vanished beneath me. Stefan and his colleague lifted me off the ground, carrying me like I weighed less than a feather.Isabella whispered something to them in Italian before walking off. Her heels clicking away against the marble floor made my heart sink into my stomach.She’d left me without saying a word or paying attention to my cries. And the fact that she could even do this to me was hurtful.I clung to disbelief. The sister who once swore to protect me wouldn’t han

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