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Isadora’s life takes an unexpected turn when she’s forced into an engagement with the enigmatic and ruthless Luca Morretti. Known as a man with a dark past and an iron grip on the underworld, Luca is as dangerous as he is captivating. Trapped in his lavish mansion, Isadora struggles to maintain her independence while navigating his world of secrets, power, and bloodstained promises. But Luca’s obsession with her isn’t just about control—it’s personal. He knows more about her than he should, and every moment they spend together makes it harder for Isadora to resist the pull he has on her. As their lives intertwine, Isadora is faced with a choice: play by Luca’s rules and uncover the truth behind his motives, or risk losing the people she loves and her chance at freedom. In a world where loyalty is tested, danger lurks around every corner, and love is as perilous as betrayal, will Isadora survive being bound to Luca’s vow? Or will she fall for the man who holds her fate in his hands?
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Chapter 1
ISADORA
"You must think I’m a joke if you believe I’ll sit back and let you run my life like it doesn’t belong to me." "Don’t be silly, Isadora. Luca Morretti is a good match for you," my dad replied, not even sparing me a glance. It was as if I wasn’t worth the energy. Well, I’ll be damned if I let him trade me off for more money and power. "Good match? He’s in the Mafia, Dad! He’s a Don! Don’t sit here and act like you haven’t heard the rumors," I seethed, turning to look at my mom, who sat there ever obediently. It pissed me off that she never went against him. "Like you said, sweet Isadora, rumors," he replied half-heartedly. I clenched my teeth to keep myself from saying something I couldn’t take back. "Alright then. I’ll marry Luca." That brought a smile to his face. "But I’ll be damned if you get any of that money or power you’re after." His smile dropped instantly, replaced by a murderous expression. Good. My turn to smile. "Do not test me, little girl. You will marry Luca, and you will not interfere in my business," he said, rising from his seat and walking toward me. "Now go get dressed. He’ll be here soon to discuss the alliance. Don’t mess this up." He tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "I hate you," I spat, storming out of his office. There’s no way in hell I’m marrying Luca Morretti. The rumors say he murdered his first wife, and if those rumors are true, I won’t be his next victim. He became a Don after brutally killing his father, making him the youngest Don in history. At just 28, he’s both respected and feared by everyone around him. He got married at 25, and two years later, his oh-so-mysterious wife died. Now here I am, 24, being forced into this nightmare. I want to finish college, get my business degree, and live life on my terms not chained to a Mafia Don. After a lot of back and forth in my mind, I made my decision: I wasn’t going to marry Luca Morretti. I packed a small bag with enough cash to last me a few days and decided to climb out my window. Guards were stationed at my door and all over the compound, but I’ve been dodging them for years. I knew all the blind spots, all the cracks in their vigilance. With a deep breath, I slipped out unnoticed. The air outside was cold and heavy, but it felt like freedom. Calling a cab was out of the question, it would raise too many alarms. Besides, our house was in a secluded area, far away from the city, where cabs were a rarity. I’d have to go on foot. I walked for what felt like hours, the silence of the night giving me too much time to think. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice the headlights rushing toward me until it was too late. A car screeched to a halt, nearly hitting me. The force sent me stumbling back, dizzy and breathless. My hands flew up instinctively to shield my eyes from the harsh headlights. Before I could regain my balance, three men stepped out of the car. The headlights dimmed, and my heart stopped. The face I saw standing before me sent a chill down my spine. It was Luca Morretti. Darkness swallowed me whole as I fainted.Bab terbaru
Bound To The Mafia Chapter 128
EMILIOThe report comes in just after two a.m.—short, frantic, and laced with fear.She’s alive.Of course she is.I sip my coffee slowly, the bitter liquid grounding me in the stillness of my hotel room. The lights are off, except for the eerie blue flicker of monitors in front of me—security feeds, social media threads, encrypted messages looping in real time. All eyes on Morretti’s estate, and none of them mine. Not directly.The man I sent wasn't supposed to kill her. That was never the plan. Death is final. It ends things. And I'm not interested in endings. Not yet.He was meant to scare her. Shake her. Remind her that she isn’t untouchable, no matter how many armed guards Luca wraps her in. Just a ghost in the night, a whisper of threat she’d carry with her into the altar.But the idiot panicked. Let his hand slip. Collateral damage, they’d call it. A shallow stab wound that could’ve been deeper, blood spilled that wasn’t meant to be spilled. Unfortunate, y
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ISADORA The estate’s marble floors gave way to dewy grass, soft beneath my bare feet but too cold, too damp—like even the earth wanted to warn me off. The night air hit sharp, slicing through the silk of my gown and skin like a blade dipped in memory.I needed to breathe. But all I could do was burn.My fingers shook. My chest felt too tight to hold air. So I went to the only place that had ever felt real here—the garden.Fairy lights still shimmered in the trees, soft and gold, like they hadn’t witnessed death wrapped in photo paper hours ago.Near the fountain, Laura and Rafael stood close—too close. Their heads bent toward each other like a secret was dangling between their lips.Laura saw me first. Her mouth parted, eyes wide. Rafael’s jaw tensed. But I didn’t stop. I didn’t give them the dignity of a nod, not even a glare. I walked past them like smoke—drifting, shapeless, done with being held.I collapsed into one of the garden chairs. Cold iron met my spi
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LUCAShe looked like vengeance dressed in silk. Wrath with a pulse. My bride, my ruin, standing there in the golden light of dawn like she'd been forged in it.And I’d done this.I’d let her find it.Not because I wanted her to hurt—God, never that—but because I underestimated the one thing I should’ve worshipped from the beginning: her will.“You weren’t supposed to see that photo,” I’d said like a damn fool.And she shot back, “Yeah? Well, I did. And now I want the truth.”Of course she did.Isadora never begged for peace.She took it.Or burned the world down trying.I stepped forward, but she held her ground like a queen on her battlefield. No flinch. No fear. Her eyes were wild, red-rimmed, furious—and alive.“You want the truth?” I asked quietly. “Fine. I’ll give it to you, Princess. But once I do, there’s no crawling back into the dark. There’s no pretending you can unsee any of it.”Her voice didn’t waver. “I’m not the one pretending anymore.”
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ISADORA The rehearsal dinner was golden. Candlelight kissed the rims of wine glasses, soft music floated like silk through the garden, and laughter echoed in the air like the world had never broken me. For the first time in weeks, I let myself breathe. No suspicion. No shadow. Just tonight. Luca kissed my shoulder before the toast, leaned in and murmured, “You’re glowing, Princess.” And for once, I didn’t roll my eyes. I let him touch me. I let the warmth soak into my skin like I hadn’t been cold for days. Tomorrow, I’d be a bride. Tonight, I was free. I danced with my mother. Took tequila shots with Laura—yes, even she managed a smile that wasn’t forced. Rafael spun me once beneath the fairy lights and said, “You’re trouble,” with that crooked grin of his that made me laugh like I hadn’t buried pain under my ribs. For two hours, I let it be real. No questions. No weight. No doubt. But the moment I walked
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LAURAThe rooftop bar was closed at this hour, but Rafael didn’t need permission to occupy a space. He owned every room he entered, even one perched above a city still asleep.He was already there, leaning against the railing like it might collapse under the weight of what he was holding back. Hair tousled, black shirt rolled up at the sleeves, that brooding, unreadable look on his face that used to piss me off—and now made my mouth dry.“You’re late,” he said without looking at me.I didn’t rush to close the distance. I took my time, each step a silent declaration.“And you’re still a control freak,” I replied, coming to stand between his legs as he pulled me in, no hesitation. His hands slid to my waist like they belonged there. Because lately, they did.He kissed me—not softly. Like he needed to forget what we were doing. What we were risking. Like I was the only place he could breathe.When he finally pulled away, he kept his forehead against mine. “She s
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-05-06Bound To The Mafia Chapter 123
ISADORA Luca laughed at something Rafael said, the low rumble of it curling around the hallway walls and crawling under my skin. I paused at the archway, watching the two of them with narrowed eyes. The study was awash in golden light—books, whiskey glasses, the faint scent of cigars and secrets. Luca’s posture was relaxed, his hand sweeping casually as he poured a drink. Rafael leaned against the desk, arms crossed, smirking. Like nothing had ever shifted between them. But I remembered. I remembered Luca storming into that garden, face thundercloud-dark. I remembered Rafael's stare—tight-lipped, unreadable. Whatever truce they’d shaken hands on, it wasn’t clean. So why did they act like it was? The door creaked as I stepped back. I didn’t want them seeing me. Not yet. Not when my head buzzed with questions they both refused to answer. Later, when we were alone in the bedroom, I tried to press him gently. “You and Rafael seem... good ag
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