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Chapter 13 : Forbidden Release
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2026-04-01 05:22:19
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Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 18 | Rules And Punishment
AdrianI blinked my eyes open slowly, and immediately regretted it.A sharp, throbbing pain slammed into my skull like someone was hammering nails behind my eyes. I whined pathetically, rolling over to the other side of the bed and lazily dragged my fingers through my tangled hair. My mouth was dry as fuck like sandpaper, and my stomach churned with every small movement. “Why do I always end up in trouble?” I murmured under my breath with my hoarse voice. Memories from last night flashed in my mind. The club, the strong drink that wasn’t mine, dancing like an idiot, slapping some guy’s ass, my friends dragging me home…I was busy regretting my actions last night when ….. Suddenly, my skin prickled with unease. A cold shiver ran down my spine. My hands and feet went icy. Something was wrong.I slowly turned my head and … my eyes widened in pure horror. A shaky gasp escaped my lips.There, sitting in the armchair beside my bed like he owned the place, was Adrian Valente.He was watc
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 17 | The Devil’s Fury
AdrianThe office was thick with cigar smoke and the low hum of the city below. I sat behind my desk, dressed in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Dante and Nicholas lounged in the leather chairs across from me, both looking like they were walking on glass.They had been talking for the last ten minutes. Trying to talk me down. “Adrian, you need to stop like completely stop,” Nicholas said carefully, leaning forward. “You haven’t seen the girl for four days because we begged you to give her space. The media is already sniffing around. If you keep showing up everywhere she is, it’s going to turn into a scandal we can’t bury.”Dante nodded, eyes serious. “She’s a civilian, Fratello. A normal girl. You throw her into our world and she’ll break. Or worse… someone will use her against you. Let her breathe. You’re obsessed and it’s clouding your judgment.”I stared at the whiskey in my glass, swirling it slowly.Obsessed?They had no fucking idea.I hadn’t seen Grace for four days
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 16 | Night To Forget
AuthorFour days had passed without a single sighting of Adrian Valente.Grace had started to believe the nightmare was over. Her friends had convinced her that the dangerous Pakhan had probably lost interest. One drunken night, one impulsive kiss in a dark hallway. Well, that was all it had been. He had bigger things to worry about than a clumsy college girl who couldn’t even handle a cigarette. They told her she was safe. They told her to stop checking every shadow and every black car that passed by.So tonight, they had dragged her out to celebrate. Not to the Dark Elite. Just a loud, normal club full of university students, cheap drinks, and bad decisions. The kind of place where nothing bad was supposed to happen.They were … so wrong.Because ….. Stella was half-carrying a very drunk Grace toward the bedroom, one arm looped tightly around her waist while Grace stumbled and giggled like a child. Laila followed right behind, struggling to keep an equally drunk Michelle upright. K
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 15 | Forbidden
AdrianThe hot water did nothing to wash her out of my head.I stepped out of the shower, water still dripping down my chest, and didn’t bother tying the black bathrobe properly. It hung open and the silk brushed against my skin as I walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. The room was dark except for the low glow of the city lights filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows.Grace.That little bunny with her wide eyes, soft lips, and the way she’d moaned my name like it was a prayer and a curse at the same time. She was everywhere- in my thoughts, under my skin, in the fucking air I breathed.I was hard. Achingly hard. Just a mere thought of her was enough to make me ache and I had been since I’d thrown her over my shoulder and felt her squirm against me.I leaned back against the headboard and my robe fell open completely. My cock stood thick and heavy against my stomach, already leaking at the tip. Fuck- I wrapped my hand around it, grip firm, and gave one slow stroke from
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 14 | Fucked Up
GraceI sat curled up on the couch like a scared cat, arms wrapped tightly around my knees, chin resting on them. The living room felt too small. Too bright. Too normal. My four best friends surrounded me — Stella on my left, Laila on the right, Michelle and Kristy on the floor in front of me with cushions. They were trying to act calm, but I could see the worry in their eyes.I was exhausted. Scared. And worst of all, I still felt the ghost of last night’s orgasm every time I shifted. The memory of moaning his name while I came made my cheeks burn with shame all over again.I groaned loudly and ruffled my hair in frustration. “This is insane.”“He seems obsessed with you,” Stella said after a long pause, like she’d been turning the words over in her head.Laila nodded slowly. “I mean… It seems so fictional. He’s a billionaire- tattooed, tall, mafia- ”I glared at her hard. “That’s pretty fucked up,” she muttered, before she could romanticize it any further. Laila shut her mouth quick
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 13 : Forbidden Release
GraceI practically threw myself out of the car the second the wheels stopped moving.My sneakers hit the pavement hard. I didn’t look back. I didn’t dare. But I could hear it- the soft click of the opposite door opening behind me. Heavy footsteps. Calm. Unhurried. Like he already knew I couldn’t escape. But I ran. My bag slapped against my side as I sprinted toward my apartment building like my life depended on it. Because it did. My breath came in sharp, desperate gasps. My legs burned and tears stung my eyes, but I didn’t let them fall.I reached my door, hands shaking so badly I dropped the keys twice. “Come on, come on- ” I whispered frantically. Finally, the key slid in. I shoved the door open, slipped inside, and slammed it shut behind me. My fingers flew over the locks — one, two, three, deadbolt. Chain. I pressed my back against the wood, chest heaving.Safe.For now.I slid down the door until I was sitting on the floor, knees pulled tight to my chest. My mind was spiralin
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