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52. Setup

Penulis: Gladys Writes
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I sat rigidly, my hands clenched in my lap, the air around me still feeling like it hadn’t cleared since I crawled out of that goddamn trunk. Eventually, I pinched at the hem of my pants, almost like I was trying to hold onto something tangible.

"Thank you," I muttered, voice barely audible. My eyes stayed fixed on my lap. "I really hoped you’d come."

There was no response. Just the steady sound of the car moving down the road.

Still, I dared a glance at him—Nikolai. His cold eyes were already on me.

I looked away quickly, heart thudding.

Then, because I couldn’t ignore the itch any longer, I asked, “Who is Felix?”

I didn’t expect a straight answer, but some part of me hoped I’d earned even a sliver of trust—after all, he came for me.

Nikolai scoffed. “Not your business.”

And just like that, the door slammed shut again.

I nodded to myself, lips pressing into a thin line. I should’ve known better. There were layers to this man I’d never reach. Locked vaults sealed with blood and iron.

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  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   53. Scared for him

    Adrian's Pov The music thudded beneath my feet as I sat at the bar, my drink untouched for once, but the burn still lingered in my throat. My eyes, however, were anything but still. They were glued to the man across the room—the one I couldn’t figure out, the one who always held me like a puzzle he didn’t want solved.Nikolai.He sat sprawled in the VIP section, that usual cold expression unreadable, while the male stripper danced on him. My fingers tightened around the glass. Then the dancer leaned in—his hand brushing Nikolai’s chest—and reached for his lips.But Nikolai pushed him off.I exhaled—didn’t even realize I’d been holding my breath.Something warm churned in my chest. Relief? Jealousy? I didn’t know anymore.I downed the rest of my drink.Then, just as I thought it was over, Nikolai leaned forward and whispered something in the man’s ear. A few seconds later, he stood, and the stripper followed him.I blinked. My jaw tensed.What the hell?I shoved my stool back and stoo

  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   52. Setup

    I sat rigidly, my hands clenched in my lap, the air around me still feeling like it hadn’t cleared since I crawled out of that goddamn trunk. Eventually, I pinched at the hem of my pants, almost like I was trying to hold onto something tangible."Thank you," I muttered, voice barely audible. My eyes stayed fixed on my lap. "I really hoped you’d come."There was no response. Just the steady sound of the car moving down the road.Still, I dared a glance at him—Nikolai. His cold eyes were already on me.I looked away quickly, heart thudding.Then, because I couldn’t ignore the itch any longer, I asked, “Who is Felix?”I didn’t expect a straight answer, but some part of me hoped I’d earned even a sliver of trust—after all, he came for me.Nikolai scoffed. “Not your business.”And just like that, the door slammed shut again.I nodded to myself, lips pressing into a thin line. I should’ve known better. There were layers to this man I’d never reach. Locked vaults sealed with blood and iron.

  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   51. Second rescue

    Adrian’s POVThe last thing I remembered was the sudden blow to my head. A sharp, ringing pain had sliced through my skull, and I’d barely managed to fumble for my phone—Nikolai’s name glowing on the screen—before everything went black.Now, my eyes fluttered open to darkness.My wrists burned. My mouth was dry. Something sticky and tight was sealing my lips shut. I couldn’t move. Panic rushed through me like a tidal wave as I blinked against the blackness. The air was stifling, stale. My body was bent in a painfully awkward angle, and I realized—I was in a trunk.A damn trunk.The thin space, the stuffy air, the pressure on my chest—it all hit me at once. My mouth was taped shut, and I felt the adhesive stretch too close to my nostrils. Breathing became a struggle, a desperate, gasping task. My legs were bound, my hands behind me—completely immobile. I began to thrash, banging the back of my head against the metal, hoping, praying someone would hear. Each second felt like a lifetime

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  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   49. He stormed the estate without holding back

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