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2026-03-14 05:16:42
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Caring For The Mafia Son Raven Official
Damien POVThe night sky blurred past as I drove, the car cutting through traffic with purpose. I welcomed the darkness and the aggressive honks thrown at me. My phone rang. I glanced at it once before putting it on speaker."Son," Mr Vance said, his voice tight, worried. "Don't tell me you're actually going there.""I am," I replied evenly. "If Alessandro's report is correct and a high-ranking Raven official is at the Yinn Hotel, then I can't afford to waste time.""Damien, wait for backup," he said urgently. "You're the target. If they realise you're there, you won't make it out alive."I removed one hand from the steering wheel and opened the compartment beside me, pulling out a compact black pouch."I have a disguise," I said calmly. "If I'm seen, they won't know who I am.""Disguises can be removed," Mr Vance snapped. "If they catch you-""They won't," I cut in.My grip tightened on the wheel as images crossed my mind-Rachel, Leo, the Raven spy who had come dangerously close to
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Rachel POVI left the hallway and re-entered the main room, rubbing my wrist but refusing to look back.My mind was still racing, replaying the look of confusion on Eli's face when I slapped him. I hadn't meant to do it.It just... happened.I let out a quiet sigh and made my way back to Damien. He was probably already wondering why I took so long.When I reached our spot, I found him sitting stiffly on the couch, irritation written plainly across his face. Henry sat beside him, chatting and drinking, completely unfazed by Damien's short, unresponsive replies.I couldn't help the small smile that tugged at my lips. Damien, being painfully antisocial, would never stop being oddly amusing.He noticed me immediately and stood, relief flickering across his face as he stepped closer."Thank the gods," he muttered. "You took far too long."Before I could answer, his hands closed gently around my wrist, his gaze sharpening."Did something happen?" he asked quietly."Nothing to worry about,"
Caring For The Mafia Son Center Of Her World
Rachel POVWe just stared at each other for a moment, neither of us saying anything.The silence pressed in, awkward and heavy. I finally averted my gaze, deciding it would be easier to just walk past him."Hey."His voice stopped me.He was leaning against the wall now, arms folded, posture relaxed, like this was casual.I froze, then turned back, forcing politeness. "Hi.""How are you enjoying the party?" he asked, trying to sound easygoing. But I could hear the tension underneath it.I blinked, already irritated. "It's good. Loud.""Yeah," he said, nodding. "Makes sense. It's quieter in here-"I cut him off. "We've been practically ignoring each other for weeks. And now you're here acting like we're cool?"Eli sighed and pushed off the wall, taking a step closer. "I... I've had some time to think."I waited, genuinely expecting an apology.Instead, he said, "About you cancelling our date. It was sudden. Especially considering how excited you were about it."My brows knit together.
Caring For The Mafia Son Awkward Contact
Chloe dragged Mark toward the kitchen counter.“I can’t drink. I’m working,” he said for the third time, his voice flat, standing stiffly beside her as he’d rather be anywhere else.Chloe sighed dramatically, dropping his hands. “You’re at a party, not a military base. Why are you standing there looking all stiff—and handsome—for no reason? There’s beer!”Mark gave a low exhale, refusing to look at her. “You’re going to get me in trouble.”“How?” Chloe asked, genuinely confused.“You just dragged me away from my post. My boss is strict. He won’t like that I left his sight.”Chloe leaned in, lowering her voice playfully. “Don’t worry. Mr Daniel seems like a total sweetheart.”Mark’s brows lifted slightly, but he didn’t correct her.Damien might appear calm—almost polite—but Mark knew better than to mistake that for softness. The man noticed everything. Missed nothing. And he didn’t need to raise his voice to make his expectations clear.Mark had been assigned to Rachel for a reason. He
Caring For The Mafia Son The Noise Between Us
Rachel POVWe found a spot at the far corner of the room-a long couch and a low table set a little distance away from the crowd.Damien immediately sank into the couch, arms folded, jaw tight, his attention fixed on the party like he was observing it rather than part of it.I sat beside him, offering a small smile in an attempt to ease his tension, while my friends hovered close by.Mark stood a few steps away, leaning against the wall, quiet and watchful."Well, this is boring," Chloe said, her gaze bouncing between Isabella and me. "Are we really just going to sit here?""I'm going outside for a bit... Hopefully, the crowd isn't as bad out there." Isabella said.Chloe hummed, unimpressed. "Boring."Before any of us could react, she looped her arm through Mark's like it was the most natural thing in the world."Come on," she said brightly. "You look like you need fresh air. Or a drink. Or both."Mark stiffened.I felt it before I saw it.Damien's head turned sharply.Not anger, but s
Caring For The Mafia Son Out Of His Element
Rachel POVI sat in the passenger seat, adjusting the simple sleeveless short blue dress I'd chosen. It wasn't flashy-just neat, comfortable. Still, my fingers kept fidgeting as I held up a small mirror, fixing my makeup and smoothing my hair for the third time.Damien drove in silence beside me, one hand steady on the wheel as the city passed beneath the night sky. The dashboard lights cast a soft glow across his face, calm and unreadable as always."We're picking up your friends first, right?" he asked, glancing briefly at me before returning his eyes to the road.I nodded. "Yes. They should be waiting at their apartment." I hesitated, then added, "Are you uncomfortable meeting them?"He answered without missing a beat. "Why would I be? They're your friends."His gaze shifted to the rearview mirror, briefly acknowledging the car following us-Mark driving behind, keeping a careful distance."But," Damien added casually, "I am a little surprised you made the bodyguard dress up too."I
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Damien POVMark’s eyes widened, a mix of shock, pain, and fierce determination flooding his features. This wasn't just a job; it was a sacred vow in Damien's eyes. "Yes, sir. My life for theirs. I understand.""Good." Damien's gaze swept over me and Leo one last time, a silent declaration
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Rachel POVHe threw himself at me, wrapping his arms around my legs with a strength born of sheer panic, burying his face in my skirt. His entire body shook with violent, heart-wrenching sobs.My heart shattered. I crouched down, speaking gently. “Don’t worry, Leo. I will be fine. Th
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Damien POVI stood from her bed, the movement abrupt. I needed to put physical distance between myself and the vulnerability clinging to the air like a ghost.I had become acutely conscious of our proximity—how the scene might look to an outsider, even if it had been a simple moment of co
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