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Chapter 41 | Vows In Blood And Lace
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2026-05-26 19:10:10
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Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 53 | Over My Dead Body
GraceThe closet smelled of cedar and expensive leather, suffocating, like the house itself was trying to swallow me whole.I was curled into the tiniest cupboard at the very back of Adrian’s walk-in wardrobe, knees to chest and spine pressed against rows of polished shoes that probably cost more than my entire life. My breath came in shallow, terrified puffs. I had to stay silent. I had to disappear. In my shaking fingers was a maid’s phone, an old model I’d palmed from Maria’s apron pocket when she’d bent to pick up the shattered tray I’d thrown. The screen glowed faintly in the darkness, casting ghostly light over my tear-streaked face. Footsteps echoed outside. Voices, rapid Italian.“She can’t have gone far!”“Check the balconies again!”“Signore will kill us if we don’t find her!”I bit down on my lip until I tasted blood. They wouldn’t look here. No one would think to crawl into this cramped little space barely big enough for a child. I was safe. For now.My thumb flew over t
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 52 | She Is Gone
AdrianThe study smelled of leather, gun oil, and the rage I was barely keeping leashed.Nicholas and Dante stood across from my desk with their arms folded, their expressions carefully neutral in that infuriating way that always made them look like they knew something I didn’t. The Russians’ message lay open between us, the paper still flecked with dried blood.They wanted Grace.My wife.The woman I had bought, broken, and married in the span of days. The one whose fire made my blood burn hotter than any war ever could. I stared at the bloody letter they had sent. The words were clear: Trade the girl or the war escalates. We want Grace Valente.My fingers curled around the glass of whiskey so hard the crystal groaned in protest. Nicholas broke the silence first. “They swear no permanent harm. Just a bargaining chip to end the feud.”I didn’t answer. Just drained the whiskey in one burning swallow, the liquid doing nothing to cool the inferno raging inside me.Dante exhaled through
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 51 | A Threat
AdrianThe room was a cage disguised as luxury. Silk sheets that mocked my freedom. Crystal lamps that lit up my despair like spotlights on a prisoner. I paced like a trapped animal, chest heaving, fists clenched until my nails bit into my palms, drawing tiny crescents of pain that grounded me.How did it come to this? One stupid night in a club, one moment of weakness, and now I was the “wife” - no, the WIFE- of Adrian Valente, the mafia king who thought he could own me like a pretty trinket on his shelf.Rage boiled over. I screamed, raw and furious, grabbing a porcelain vase from the nightstand and hurling it at the wall. It shattered with a satisfying crash, shards scattering like my broken life.“I won’t stay here!” I yelled to no one, voice echoing off the high ceilings. “I won’t let you control me!”Another lamp crashed. A heavy book from the shelf thudded against the door. I wanted to escape. I would escape. My uncle had run previously , hadn’t he? Disappeared into the shadow
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 50 | Poisoned Vows
AdrianI woke up slowly, my body heavy and my mind foggy from the fever and the injection. The room was dimly lit, morning light filtering through heavy curtains. The first thing I felt was his gaze.Adrian was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching me with those dark, obsessive eyes that never seemed to blink. He looked like he hadn’t slept at all- shirt unbuttoned, hair messy, but still radiating that dangerous, powerful energy. The intensity of his stare made my skin prickle. I tried to pull away instinctively, scooting back against the pillows, but the movement made my head throb.“Don’t,” I whispered, voice hoarse. “Stay away from me.”His lips curved into that familiar, predatory smirk. “Good morning, wife. You look beautiful even when you’re trying to run from me in your sleep.”I glared at him, defiance rising through the exhaustion. “I’m not your wife. This marriage is a joke. A forced nightmare. I want nothing from you.”He chuckled lowly, the sound sending unwanted shive
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 49 | Losing His Fucking Control
AdrianI hadn’t slept a single fucking minute.The entire night I stayed awake, propped against the headboard with Grace curled against my chest like she belonged there and… because she did. Her fevered body was burning hot, but she shivered anyway, whimpering softly in her sleep. I had kept my one arm wrapped around her waist, the other serving as her pillow, my bicep under her head so I could hold her closer, keep her warm, keep her safe. Every time she stirred or her breathing changed, I pressed my lips to her forehead, checking the temperature.“Still too hot, bunny,” I muttered to the silent room even, my voice was rough with exhaustion and barely leashed hunger. “But you’re mine to take care of now. My wife. My obsession. I’ll burn the fever out of you myself if I have to.”She mumbled something incoherent in her sleep, pressing closer to my chest. Her bare back was exposed where the shirt had ridden up, soft skin glowing in the dim lamplight. I stared at it for what felt lik
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 48 | Falling In The Devil’s Arms
GraceI whimpered helplessly, my body betraying me in the worst possible way. Adrian’s middle finger circled my sensitive pearl with slow, deliberate strokes and each pass sent sparks of unwanted pleasure shooting through me. The fever still lingered, making everything feel hotter, more intense, more overwhelming. My cheeks burned with deep embarrassment as my hips bucked involuntarily against his hand, chasing the friction even as my mind screamed at me to stop.“Adrian… please,” I gasped, voice shaky and broken. I arched my back, my fingers digging into his strong arms, holding on like he was the only thing keeping me from falling apart completely. Soft, kittenish moans escaped my lips despite how hard I tried to hold them back. “I-I can’t… this is wrong…”He hissed in my ear, his breath hot and ragged, full of dark obsession. “Look at you, bunny. So desperate already. Your pretty little clit is throbbing for me. Your hips are grinding like a needy slut even while you fight it. Wa
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 5 : The Elite Club
Grace‘ Adrian Valente- ‘Sunlight stabbed straight into my skull the second I opened my eyes. I whimpered, low and pathetic, and tried to roll away from the window. My arm stretched out as I tried to relax my stressed muscles but,it was a big mistake. A sharp, throbbing pain exploded behind my ey
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 4 : Burning Desire
AdrianThe mansion doors swung open with the kind of silence only fear creates. “Pakhan, she is here,” Damien said, the second my foot crossed the threshold. She was here. He did not need to ask who it was. He knew and I didn’t answer.I didn’t need to.My men in black suits lined the foyer like st
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 3 : Forbidden Touch
AUTHOR The air in Club thickened the moment Adrian Valente’s lips left Grace’s. Everyone was in shock and what Adrian Valente had said, sent shivers down their spines. “ You just made the biggest mistake of your life, Grace. “ Enough. Kristy finally found her spine. “Enough, Grace- you’re drunk,
Bound To The Mafia King Chapter 2 : The Devil Follows
Grace My heart skipped a beat and my pulse throbbed under his touch but I frowned the second his fingers closed around my wrist. It was warm and strong. Too strong.Like he could snap bone if he wanted to, but right now he was just… holding.I blinked up at him. My brain fuzzy from tequila and emb
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