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81. Suspicious Business

Penulis: Erika Lana Bell
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-13 22:04:26

Hale’s pov.

I’m not even fully awake when the phone starts vibrating.

I’m still in bed. Still holding her.

Cali’s breathing is steady. Her body pressed into mine like she never intends to leave again. I stare at the crown of her head for a second longer than I should before reaching for the device on the nightstand.

The screen flashes a name.

Louis.

One of mine.

Quiet. Efficient. Been with me since Prague. He doesn’t call unless it matters.

I slide out of bed carefully. Cali stirs but doesn’t wake. I pull on a shirt and step into the hall, shutting the door behind me.

“Talk,” I say as I answer.

“Got what you wanted on Killian Vale.”

My jaw tightens.

“And?”

“Worse than we thought.”

I walk down the hall toward the office, closing the door behind me once I’m in. “Be specific.”

He doesn’t hesitate. “Sex trafficking—confirmed. Mostly Eastern European girls. Underage. Drugged. Kept in rotation across three clubs under different owners. But the network’s clean—shell companies, ghost director
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  • Burn For Me : Bound By The Mafia King   83. Stay Here

    By the time we’re inside, I’m already breathless.Hale’s mouth is on my neck as he kicks the bedroom door shut behind us. His grip doesn’t falter once. My thighs are locked around his waist, his arms holding me like I weigh nothing, like he’s carrying a possession he intends to use until there’s nothing left of it.My back hits the mattress seconds later, and he stands at the edge of the bed, eyes dragging over my body like he’s choosing which part of me to ruin first.The bikini is gone within moments. He strips it from me with rough, sure hands, letting the fabric fall somewhere on the floor. I’m bare to him now, my skin hot from the sun and flushed from the inside out.He doesn’t speak.He doesn’t have to.He undresses slowly, methodically, watching my face the entire time. My breathing gets shallow the second he steps out of his pants. He’s already hard, and he knows I’m staring.When he crawls onto the bed, I forget how to breathe entirely.His hands skim up my thighs, spreading

  • Burn For Me : Bound By The Mafia King   82. A New Page

    Cali’s pov.The book in my hands is garbage.Some CSI crime fiction thing I grabbed off a bottom shelf in Hale’s library just to feel like I was doing something other than rotting in my own head. I’ve reread the same page five times. Couldn’t even tell you the main character’s name.My legs are stretched out across the lounge chair, toes pointed toward the edge of the pool, face tilted up to catch the sun. It’s warm. Calming. The breeze barely brushes over my skin, the air thick with the faint scent of chlorine and freshly mowed grass.Hale’s estate is so big, so full of stone and glass and steel, that out here feels like a different world entirely. Quiet. Unwatched.He disappeared into his office earlier. I haven’t seen him since.And weirdly, that doesn’t make me feel unsafe anymore.The ache from watching that footage hasn’t left me. I’m not sure it ever will. That image of my mother falling—flowers in her hands, a smile still on her face—it burns behind my eyes like it was tattooe

  • Burn For Me : Bound By The Mafia King   81. Suspicious Business

    Hale’s pov.I’m not even fully awake when the phone starts vibrating.I’m still in bed. Still holding her.Cali’s breathing is steady. Her body pressed into mine like she never intends to leave again. I stare at the crown of her head for a second longer than I should before reaching for the device on the nightstand.The screen flashes a name.Louis.One of mine.Quiet. Efficient. Been with me since Prague. He doesn’t call unless it matters.I slide out of bed carefully. Cali stirs but doesn’t wake. I pull on a shirt and step into the hall, shutting the door behind me.“Talk,” I say as I answer.“Got what you wanted on Killian Vale.”My jaw tightens.“And?”“Worse than we thought.”I walk down the hall toward the office, closing the door behind me once I’m in. “Be specific.”He doesn’t hesitate. “Sex trafficking—confirmed. Mostly Eastern European girls. Underage. Drugged. Kept in rotation across three clubs under different owners. But the network’s clean—shell companies, ghost director

  • Burn For Me : Bound By The Mafia King   80. Endearing Silence

    Cali’s pov.I wake to warmth.Not just heat, but pressure. An arm heavy around my waist. A firm chest rising behind my back. My legs tangled with his. The covers tucked in tight around us like we haven’t moved in hours.I don’t need to turn my head to know who it is.Hale.I expected to wake alone. Expected cold sheets. Expected to be locked in a different room with nothing but silence and the taste of my own regret.Instead, I’m here. With him.His breathing is deep. Controlled. One hand rests on my stomach, thumb brushing the bare skin just under my navel. He’s not asleep anymore. He’s waiting.I stay still.Because I don’t want this to end.I don’t understand why I’m being allowed to have this moment—why he hasn’t shoved me away yet, forced me to my knees, reminded me of how much I’ve cost him.But I’m not stupid enough to question it out loud.He shifts slightly beneath me and pulls his arm back, like he’s preparing to get up.My hand shoots out and grabs a fistful of his shirt.“

  • Burn For Me : Bound By The Mafia King   79. MINE—Not Yours.

    HaleShe’s still curled into me when I wake.Small, quiet, pressed so tightly against my chest it’s like she’s trying to disappear inside me.Not that I’d let her get any farther than that.Her breath is warm against my collarbone. Her fingers are balled into my shirt. My arm is numb beneath the weight of her body, but I don’t move. I stay there and let her have it. Let her have me. Just for this.For now.Sunlight bleeds through the blackout curtains I forgot to close properly last night. The clock on the nightstand blinks red—almost six p.m.We’ve been in this bed nearly a full day.The first full sleep I’ve had in weeks, and it had to come with her in my arms, after I pierced her as punishment and carried her broken body out of that room.I slowly untangle my arm from beneath her. Her brow twitches, but she doesn’t wake. Not fully.I ease back, careful not to jostle her, and try to sit up.Her hand clamps down on my shirt.I look down.She’s awake.Barely.Her eyes are heavy. Lips

  • Burn For Me : Bound By The Mafia King   78. Burned

    Hale’s pov.She stays still.Not a flinch. Not a sob. Not even a breath too loud.She lets me do it.That needle goes through her skin, and she takes it. Every second of it. Because she thinks she deserves it.She’s not wrong.But it doesn’t feel like winning.I tell myself I won’t be fooled again. That I won’t give her an inch more than what the contract allows. That she made her choice the second she tried to run back to Burke, thinking he could somehow protect her.But looking at her now—arms pinned, legs spread, stripped bare and trembling—I don’t feel victorious. I feel something worse.I feel… hollow.And I hate it.She thought I killed her mother. That’s what this was about. That’s what pushed her to make another desperate, reckless grab for freedom. Not because she didn’t believe I’d protect her. But because she thought I was the one who took her mother from her.And still… she let me mark her.Not because she trusted me.Because she didn’t.Because she thought she didn’t have

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