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Out Of His Element

Autor: Nessa
last update Última atualização: 2026-03-07 17:12:54

Rachel POV

I 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?
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  • 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

  • Caring For The Mafia Son   The Letter

    Rachel POVDinner was already laid out when Leo and I took our seats at the long dining table. Staff moved quietly around us, placing plates with practised ease, and another tray was lowered for Scout, who wagged her tail as her food was set down.Leo talked animatedly as he ate, telling me about his day, and I listened, smiling softly-until I heard footsteps.Damien entered the dining hall.He looked exhausted.His white sleeves were rolled up as he unbuttoned his shirt collar, dark hair slightly dishevelled, the weight of a long day evident in his posture. His gaze met mine immediately, and he crossed the room without hesitation.He leaned down, close enough that only I could hear him."Could you sleep in my room again tonight?" he murmured, voice low and tired. "It's been a long day."Heat rushed to my face. I nodded quickly.He gave a faint smile before moving to his seat.We ate quietly for a few moments before I caught Damien's gaze again."You didn't receive Mark's report about

  • Caring For The Mafia Son   All Eyes On Me

    Rachel POVI knew something was off.I'd woken up to more followers than usual, my social media flooded with messages from coursemates asking if I was alright. I guessed the photo I'd posted-with Leo and my friends in the VIP lounge-had drawn attention after the shooting.I shrugged it off. I didn't think much of it.Until I stepped into the building.I should've known it wouldn't be quiet.The moment I crossed the entrance, conversations stalled. Heads turned. Someone whispered my name like it suddenly carried weight."Rachel!"A hand caught my arm before I could even take two steps inside. Then another voice. Then another."Are you okay?""We saw the news-" "You were at the event, right?" "That shooting was insane-"I froze.Faces surrounded me-some familiar, most not-and suddenly I didn't know where to look."I'm fine," I said quickly, the words tumbling over each other. "Really. I'm okay."They didn't look convinced.A girl from my department leaned closer, eyes sharp with curio

  • Caring For The Mafia Son   Domestic Intimacy

    Rachel POVThe water was warm, the faint scent of soap curling through the air.I rested back against Damien’s chest, his arms loose around my waist—skin to skin, nothing between us. His breathing was slow and even, eyes closed, as if he’d finally allowed himself to stop guarding the world for once.My gaze drifted around the large bathroom. Lit candles surrounded us, their soft glow the only source of light as dark shadows flickered gently across the tiled walls. Everything felt muted. Quiet. Safe.It was strange how easily I’d ended up here.One moment, I’d been tucking Leo into bed—smoothing his hair, lingering in the doorway longer than necessary. Next, Damien had been there. Silent in the corridor. Waiting without saying so.A hand in mine.A turn down the hall.No explanations.He’d just brought me here.And now I was sitting naked in a bathtub with Damien, relaxed against him, the domestic calm of it all making my cheeks warm despite myself.His chin rested lightly near my temp

  • Caring For The Mafia Son   Critical Condition

    Damien POV The sun was already high, light cutting through the tall windows of my office, but it did nothing to warm the room. The air was heavy-tense in the way only bad news could make it.Alessandro sat across from me, hands clasped tightly on the desk, knuckles pale. He hadn't removed his coat. Hadn't asked for coffee. Hadn't bothered with pleasantries. His usual amused smirk was nowhere to be found.Mr Vance stood near the window, his attention split between us and the garden below.Children's laughter drifted faintly through the glass-the sounds of Leo and Matteo playing, Scout barking excitedly as she ran after them.I broke the silence."How is Lorenzo?" I asked Alessandro's jaw tightened."Alive," he said. "For now.""He lost a lot of blood," Alessandro continued, voice clipped. "The bullet missed his heart by centimetres. Surgery stabilised him, but he hasn't woken up. Doctors say the next forty-eight hours will decide everything."I nodded once.No comfort. No apology

  • Caring For The Mafia Son   Scarred Past

    Rachel POV The manor was too quiet.I slipped out of the room carefully, easing the door shut behind me so it wouldn't creak. Leo slept on his side, arm flung protectively over Matteo's, while Thalia lay curled between them, her tiny fingers still clenched around the doll Mr Vance had given her.The cartoon still played, muted now-bright colours flickering uselessly over sleeping faces.I just needed water.Or air.Or space.My bare feet barely made a sound against the marble floor as I headed down the corridor.I didn't make it far.Damien stood near the tall window at the end of the hall, moonlight cutting across his broad shoulders. Scout bounced at his feet, playing with a chewed-up toy, tail wagging like nothing in the world had ever gone wrong.He looked the way he always did when something was eating at him-still, composed, wrapped in control so tight it felt like armour.Scout

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