Library
Search
Home / Mafia / Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss / 9. Wounds, wine, and want

Share

9. Wounds, wine, and want

Author: Gladys Writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-05 01:33:38
Nikolai's Pov

Standing by the door, I stared dazedly at the shards of glass on the floor, and traces of blood.

The room was a mess.

Before I could ask what happened, I caught a glimpse of Isabelle's feet amidst the crowd, lying on the floor, and instantly, a pang shot through my chest.

My face crinkled, and my breath hitched.

I forced my feet to move forward, but it felt as though it was rooted to a spot, until I caught another glimpse of her feet stained with a red liquid.

Blood?

My hands clenched into fist and my muscles tightened.

Her delicate, pale feet, fitted in Christian Louboutins, gleamed under the light, the anklet I had bought for her on my last vacation catching the glow.

I quickly pushed the people aside, moving closer, and when I finally reached her.

I saw her cuddled in a man's arm. Red liquid spilled everywhere.

I could smell blood and wine, making me wonder how much of the red liquid was actually wine and how much was blood.

And what the hell happened here?

When she l
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter
Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Latest chapter

  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   100. Derek

    Adrian’s POVI typed the address Derek had sent into my GPS and pulled out of the Mancini estate, my hands gripping the steering wheel tight enough to leave marks. The drive felt endless, my mind cycling through worst-case scenarios about Isabelle while that photo burned in my memory. When I finally arrived at the destination, I stared at the neon sign flickering against the night sky: Club Pink.Derek always did have a flair for the dramatic, and what better place to conduct whatever twisted business he had planned than in a place where screams could be mistaken for music.The parking lot stretched before me as I parked my car and sat there for a moment, my engine ticking as it cooled, trying to gather what remained of my courage.I stepped out into the cool night air, the bass from inside the club vibrating through the ground beneath my feet. That’s when I saw him.A man stood near the entrance, leaning against a black sedan like he was waiting for someone. When our eyes met across

  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   99. Ghostcell

    Adrian’s POV.The same phone that I found amongst my mothers belongings. The screen was lit up, displaying numbers I’d never seen before.A countdown.00:45… 00:44… 00:43…What the hell?I picked up the phone with hands that weren’t quite as steady as I’d pretended, staring at the countdown like it might explain itself if I looked hard enough. Then a notification popped up on the screen, innocent-looking text that made my blood run cold:‘Would you like to allow this device to be tracked?’The countdown continued. 00:38… 00:37… 00:36…My finger hovered over the screen. This was it. Someone wanted to find this phone. If I pressed yes, I’d know who was looking for it. After they are able to find it. The sound of my bedroom door opening made me jolt, and my finger slammed down on the screen before I could think about what I was doing.‘NO.’The screen immediately went dark, then flickered back to life with a message that made me want to throw the phone against the wall: ‘Access blocke

  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   98

    Nikolai’s POV When we arrived, the tension in the house was immediately apparent. Gabriel’s voice carried from the living room, it was loud with frustration and barely contained anger. Several security personnel stood frozen, their posture suggesting they were receiving the kind of dressing down that could end careers.“How can you be there and didn’t see him leave?” Gabriel’s words echoed off the marble walls, his disappointment clear in every syllable.Liliana’s softer voice provided a counterpoint to her husband’s anger. “I think he is fine, maybe he went to settle some things.”“He is so stubborn,” Gabriel replied, his exasperation evident. “What would have been so important? As for Adrian, where has he been?”Adrian was shocked when he heard his name, but when Gabriel repeated the question-Adrian’s voice cut through the conversation like a blade. “Locked up.”Gabriel seemed to look towards the other side of the room before realizing it might have come from outside.All conver

  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   97

    Nikolai’s POVThe pain that shot through my chest when Adrian’s hand made contact was nothing compared to the expression on his face. The way his eyes twitched and his lips parted in complete devastation. His eyes slowly met mine and that hint of total concern, it cut through my defenses more effectively than any blade ever could. I wanted to retreat but my feet wouldn’t move. His hands ruffled through my shirt and I held his wrist. “Don’t,” I started, but the word came out weaker than intended, barely a whisper against the thundering of my pulse.Adrian’s fingers worked again at the buttons of my shirt when I tried to struggle with him again, he hit my hand and shoved it off like I was some child.I found myself frozen.Part of me craved his touch, even knowing it would expose everything I’d been trying to hide.“Adrian, stop.” I took a step back, my waist hitting the railings and a pain shot through the wound. I grasped. But he looked at me then, really looked at me, and there

  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   96

    Nikolai's Pov The words hit me like a physical blow. Gregory, who could thread a needle at fifty yards, who’d saved my life countless times with his perfect aim, might never see again. The injustice of it made my hands clench into fists, knuckles white with rage.I walked to the window, staring out at the sunny afternoon that seemed to mock our suffering. The light was too bright, too cheerful.Standing there, I was transported back ten years. Another hospital, another window, another person lying motionless in a bed behind me. But that time, the machines had eventually gone silent. That time, I’d watched the only person I’d ever loved slip away while I stood helpless, still believing that money and power could fix anything.Marcus had been everything to me—lover, confidant, the one person who’d seen past the Mancini name to the man underneath. We’d made plans, quiet dreams of a future where we could be together without hiding, without fear. He’d been killed for those dreams,

  • Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss   95. Everything he said

    Adrian’s POVI couldn’t bear to look at him, yet from the side of my eyes u could see clearly. His tender eyes, the red hue dripping from his mouth. At first I thought it was his wound, but for every words that went out of Gabriel’s lips, there was a cough that carried a pile of blood with it. Was it really because of me?Did my acceptance prompt such?He said it was just sex, I believe him. Or should I doubt him?I walked up the stairway and held Isabelle’s hands. Her delicate eyes were white, and I could tell she had been ill. I tried to smile and took her back to the room, after I laid the bed and she lied down, I finally could ask her.“What happened the past week?” “I was poisoned in the bar and uncle Niko went to check but he was shot six times and Gregory is in coma.”My hands tightened on the sheets and it crumpled. Tears welled up in my eyes. I tried so much to hide it, but it trickled down my skin and Isabelle caught a glimpse.“I’m fine Adrian. You don’t…”Her hands

More Chapters

You may also like

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status