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Chapter 69: Mr Garauala
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2026-08-12 18:46:47
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Bound to the mafia Chapter 69: Mr Garauala
Ava’s POV The door opened. A huge, bald-headed, light-skinned man walked in wearing nothing but a tiny pair of pants. The frame of his penis were oddly visible and protruding from his pant. His broad shoulders filled the doorway, his fitted abs and bulging muscles making him look more like a professional fighter than someone who had been summoned for entertainment. My jaw dropped, so did Katherine’s. Winston’s face went completely blank. I looked around the room. Nobody else seemed surprised. Vindell, Michael, Vincent and the other men looked as though they already knew exactly what was about to happen. The man walked over to Vindell and bowed slightly. “You sent for me, sir?” “Yes.” Vindell gestured toward Winston. “Mr. Laurent needs a little help with entertainment. Can you help him out?” “Sure.” The man turned toward Winston. Winston froze, for one terrifying second, he didn’t move. Then he shot to his feet. “Hey… Mr. Vindell, I don’t think this is right! I’m strai
Bound to the mafia Chapter 68: Send in the Help!
Ava’s POV For some reason, my chest tightened as I watched Winston. I was scared for him. I hated that I was. After everything he had done, after the humiliation, the video, the chaos he had caused at my wedding, this was his own doing. Karma had finally found him. Still, watching him break down in front of me made something twist uncomfortably in my stomach. He suddenly turned toward me and stumbled forward, dropping to his knees at my feet. “Please, Ava!” His hands hovered near my legs before he quickly pulled them back. “Beg him for me. I promise I’ll stay away from you. Please forgive me. I’m so sorry. Please!” I opened my mouth, but no words came. Before I could respond, one of the men in black stepped forward. His foot slammed into Winston’s ribs. Winston cried out and crashed onto the floor, immediately curling around himself and clutching his side. I flinched. My heart slammed against my ribs. “Don’t you dare touch my wife with your filthy hands.” Vindell
Bound to the mafia Chapter 67: Strip your clothes off
Ava’s POV The moment I stepped into the living room, my eyes landed on Winston. He was sitting stiffly on the cream-colored sofa, his shoulders tense and his fingers clasped together between his knees. The instant our eyes met, his pupils widened. My steps slowed. Something about the room made the hairs on the back of my neck rise. Several men dressed in crisp black suits stood around the living room, their faces completely unreadable. Mr. Michael sat across from Winston, an iron bat resting casually in his hand. Beside him, another man in a grey suit sat with a laptop balanced on his thighs, his fingers moving across the keyboard. Nobody smiled, nobody spoke. The silence was too eerie. I glanced at Vindell. He seemed completely unfazed. He reached for my hand, his fingers closing firmly around mine before guiding me toward one of the sofas. I sat beside him, still taking in the strange arrangement around us. Kate sat a little distance away. Even though the room was cool,
Bound to the mafia Chapter 66: The Physical Apology
Ava’s POV Kate rushed toward me the moment she saw him. She slipped an arm around my shoulders and began patting my back gently. I blinked, startled by the sudden comfort, and looked at her. My throat tightened as I fought to keep the tears from spilling again. Before I could say anything, Vindell stepped in front of us. His brows were drawn together, and his eyes immediately settled on Kate. “What’s happening here?” he demanded. Kate slowly straightened, her expression turning solemn. “She’s really hurt by your mother’s words. I think you should give her a little space.” Vindell sucked in a slow breath through his nose. His jaw tightened as he stared at Kate, and the intensity in his gaze made her shift uncomfortably on her feet. “I ask again. What’s going on here?” I swallowed hard. “She was…” My voice caught, and I quickly cleared my throat. “She was only comforting me. She told me she would talk to your mother.” Kate glanced at me, then offered a small, reassuri
Bound to the mafia Chapter 65: Don’t Stain Our White
Ava’s POVFive days later, we were back in the city. Our honeymoon had started terribly, but somehow, the remaining days had turned into something I never expected, dreamy.We had sped across the water on a speedboat, the wind whipping my hair across my face as I screamed and laughed at the same time. We rode horses through the community, watched the stars until my neck ached from looking up, and stood together beneath a sunset that painted the sky in shades of orange and pink. We played games. Ate until we could barely move. Danced.And somewhere between all those little moments, something inside me had shifted. Being around Vindell no longer felt like being trapped in a room with a stranger. It felt… familiar.Almost as if I had known him for years. Like we had somehow skipped the awkwardness of getting to know each other and landed somewhere in the middle of a friendship.Maybe that was why, for the first time since this whole mess began, I started wondering if the contract was rea
Bound to the mafia Chapter 64: LIFE (live in fulfillment everyday)
Winston’s POVI stared at the screen, watching Mr. Croft’s name flash repeatedly. My jaw tightened as the sound drilled into my skull. I let it ring for as long as I could, hoping he would eventually give up.He didn’t. With a frustrated sigh, I dragged a hand down my face and finally picked up.“Mr. Laurent, what’s this I see on the internet?!”I winced at the fury in his voice. “I’m so sorry, sir. It’s a slight misunderstanding.”“Slight misunderstanding?” He scoffed. “You better fix it before the day runs out. If not, I’m pulling out my shares.”My heart sank.“Mr. Croft, it doesn’t have to get to that.” I sat up straighter, gripping the phone tighter against my ear. “I promise you, I will fix it as soon as possible.”There was a brief silence, before he ended the call. I lowered the phone slowly and stared at the blank screen.Damn it. I couldn’t just rely on Kate anymore. Whatever this was, it had grown far beyond something she could handle.I already knew what I had to do. My th
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