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Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Unspoken Bonds
Dysis looked up at him, searching his face for some sort of explanation, for anything that made this moment make sense. Her voice came out barely above a whisper. “You… you dedicated an entire brand to me?” Alexander’s gaze remained steady. “You said you needed a shop.”Her mouth fell open. “What? Alex, I didn’t mean that! I was just saying the things you bought were too—”“I already did it the same day I bought you the shoes,” he interrupted smoothly, leaving no room for protest.Her heart pounded. It wasn’t just a gift. It wasn’t just some extravagant whim. This was bigger. This was a statement. A declaration to the world that she was someone to be acknowledged, someone to be respected. That she was his. Dysis swallowed, feeling the weight of it all settle over her. “Why?” The question slipped out before she could stop it. “Why would you do this?” Alexander didn’t answer right away. Instead, he extended a pen toward her, his voice softer now, almost coaxing. “Sign it, Dysis.”
Last Updated : 2025-02-04Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire A Father’s Joy
The ballroom shone with gold and white hues, as crystal chandeliers cast a soft glow upon the guests, whose laughter and conversation resonated throughout the space. The string quartet performed gently in the background, a calming melody that seemed to wrap around the room like a comforting embrace. But for Dysis, everything felt overwhelming. The towering columns, the grand staircase, the glittering crowd—it all seemed like a blur as her focus remained on one person: Alexander.She had never seen him like this before. The usual cold, calculated mafia leader—capable of making even the bravest shudder with a single glance—was different tonight. There was a stillness in him, an almost tense calmness in the way he stood. His grip on her hand was firm enough to assert control, but there was something gentle in it, too, as if it was a subtle reminder that there was more to him than his ruthless reputation. As they walked through the sea of guests, Dysis couldn’t shake the feeling of the
Last Updated : 2025-02-04Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire A Glimpse Behind the Veil
The weight of the evening pressed down on Dysis, suffocating her in its golden glow. The ballroom, once a dazzling spectacle of elegance and grandeur, now felt more like a cage—a place where secrets lurked beneath polite smiles and half-spoken words. Lucian’s unexpected appearance had only deepened the unease curling in her stomach. The charged silence between him and Alexander, the way their gazes locked as if exchanging something unspoken—it all unsettled her. Dysis gulped nervously, her hold on her dress tightening as she glanced between the two men. “I don’t get it ,” she whispered, her voice scarcely audible. “Why wouldn’t Alexander be here?” Neither answered immediately. Instead, Lucian’s green eyes flickered with something indecipherable before shifting to Alexander, who remained deathly still at her side. His fingers, still wrapped around her wrist, flexed slightly as if holding himself back. Lucian finally exhaled, his jaw tightening. “Because he never comes to these
Last Updated : 2025-02-05Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Tensions and Expectations
The air in the ballroom crackled with an intensity that seemed to radiate from Alexander himself. His cold demeanor only grew sharper when Joe tried to approach him once again. Every attempt was met with a curt dismissal, Alexander's eyes distant, a silent barrier between them. The bond they once shared felt frayed, unraveling beyond repair, and Joe couldn't understand why his brother would push him away.Brayden, ever the innocent observer, hugged his uncle with unrestrained affection, his small arms wrapped tightly around Alexander's waist. But Alexander’s response was swift and brutal—he shoved Brayden aside, his fingers tightening on Dysis’s hand as he pulled her away. Brayden stood frozen, confusion and sadness clouding his young face.“I think I like her even more,” Brayden remarked softly to Joe, though there was no joy in his eyes—only an unsettling sense of loss.Joe’s lips twitched into a half-smile, but it faltered almost immediately. “You like everything Alexander likes,”
Last Updated : 2025-02-05Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 51 – The Brand Revealed
Sofie’s eyes darkened, her perfectly painted lips pressing into a thin line. She tilted her head slightly, her voice dripping with mock amusement. “How fascinating,” she murmured, her tone deceptively soft. “I see you’ve made yourself quite at home in the world of luxury.” Dysis refused to flinch, meeting Sofie’s piercing gaze with quiet defiance. Her own eyes drifted downward, taking in Sofie’s designer heels—the very ones Dysis had once dreamed of being the first to wear. They weren’t just shoes. They were a symbol of power, prestige, a legacy that should have belonged to her. But there they were, now adorning Dysis’s feet instead. Sofie’s fingers curled around the stem of a wine glass as she took a slow sip, her eyes never leaving Dysis. It wasn’t just the shoes. The brand, the collection—everything she had envisioned should have been hers. And yet, Alexander had given it all away. To her. So that’s why Alexander was avoiding me, Sofie thought bitterly. He had been the one
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 52: A Cunning Scheme
The melodies danced in the atmosphere, while the graceful murmur of dialogue and joy intertwined with the rhythm. Visitors spun and glided around the dance floor, their motions smooth and untroubled, their giggles joyful. Dysis, on the other hand, stayed planted in place, her eyes sweeping the room, yet her body stayed motionless, as if she were out of place. She scanned the crowd until her gaze landed on Alexander, who was casually leaning against a pillar at the edge. His stance was easygoing, yet a chill in his gaze appeared to dismiss the celebratory spirit surrounding him. He stood as a glacier in the heat of the celebration. He wasn't even paying attention to the dancers. Instead, he scanned the room with a sense of apathy, his icy-blue eyes capturing the attention of several women who, evidently fascinated, flitted nearby, attempting to attract his focus. “Don't even consider it,” Alexander's voice cut into her thoughts, surprising her with its icy smoothness. Dysis blinked,
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 53: Sofie’s Accusation
Sofie’s scream shattered the moment, her voice high-pitched and full of venom. “She pushed me! Did you see that? She shoved me right into the fountain!” The room fell into stunned silence, the atmosphere that had once been filled with laughter and music now thick with tension. Guests turned slowly, murmurs spreading like wildfire, eyes flicking back and forth between Sofie and Dysis. The cheerful atmosphere had dissipated, giving way to a sense of discomfort that tingled against the skin. Dysis remained motionless, her heart racing in her chest as the words lingered in the air like a snare. Her eyes fixed on Sofie's, yet it felt as though the accusation struck her like a tangible hit. She hadn’t touched Sofie—hadn’t even been close to her—but the falsehood felt like a razor, sharp and dangerous, capable of cutting through everything Dysis had worked so hard to build. Her throat constricted, the weight of the lie suffocating her. "I didn’t even touch you," Dysis finally said, her
Last Updated : 2025-02-12Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 54: A Child’s Truth
The tension in the room was almost palpable—a heavy, suffocating silence draped over the gathering after Lili’s stern command for Dysis to apologize. Dysis stood with quiet defiance etched in her eyes, every muscle taut as if bracing against the crushing weight of judgment. But before she could decide what to do, a small, unexpected voice sliced through the silence like a blade."She’s lying!"The exclamation was so sudden, so clear, that the room itself seemed to jolt. Every eye snapped toward the source—a little boy with tousled blond hair and wide, earnest eyes that shone with both confusion and an unyielding determination far beyond his years. Brayden.Dysis’s breath hitched.She had expected scorn. More accusations. Maybe even Alexander’s cold indifference. But not this. Not him.Brayden stepped forward, his tiny feet pattering softly against the polished floor. The murmurs around them died down, fading into a reverent hush as if the very walls of the mansion knew that something
Last Updated : 2025-02-12
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Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 113: It was Alexander who stayed.
Vee walked back into the room slowly, bringing a tray with a glass of water and two pale capsules nestled inside a small ceramic bowl. A soft click came from the door. In dim light, the tray sparkled and reflected the sparkle of the crystal wall lamps around it, giving the room a warm glow. The soft whisper of her boots cut through the heavy silence in the air as she moved slowly across the thick, fluffy carpet. There was a delicate kind of quiet that was heavy with too many feelings and words that were not said. The soft velvet furniture and small gold accents in the room seemed to know—they were caught between stress and release, like the quiet before a storm.Vee spoke with a gentler, more measured tone than normal. "Lucian advised taking them before bed," she remarked, gently arranging the tray on the nightstand next to the bed. Her gaze stayed on Dysis, observing the worn-out sag in her shoulders and the subtle lines of tension starting to show up on her face. Under the low ligh
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 112: Flicker Between Us
Warm golden light flooded the marble floor as the brilliant mahogany doors of the Levi home opened. From the ceiling, chandeliers dripped crystal tears whose delicate, low brilliance created shimmering shadows along the tall, arched corridor. Freshly waxed wood smelt like jasmine, a perfume Dysis loved mixed with mild undertones. She was unaware Alexander had specifically ordered the perfume just for their trip back.Their footsteps echoed softly as they stepped inside.Dysis held Alexander’s hand like it was the only thing anchoring her to the world. Her fingers were cold, wrapped tight around his larger, calloused ones. He noticed—of course he did—but said nothing. Rather, he looked at her sideways, brows wrinkled beneath a mass of coal-black hair slightly twisted simply from the drive. Her temple rested against the hard muscle under the black fabric of his fitted shirt as she leaned into his arm. He wore only the neat dark shirt tucked into formal trousers that lethally elegantly h
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 111: Ashes Beneath Our Feet
The stairs of the private jet unfolded with a mechanical hiss, the sound sharp and final like a knife sliding from its sheath. The white steps gleamed under the pale morning sun, still kissed with dew as if the runway itself had been waiting for their return.First Dysis walked out, the faint click of her heeled boots touching metal reverberating over the silence. Her frame was hugging a navy trench coat, belted tightly at the waist, and the hem fluttered in the chilly breeze like a flag of quiet resistance. Her dark hair, sleek and parted to the side, was twisted into a low twist, the kind of easy grace required without asking for it. Under the coat, black silk shadows and disciplined lines suggested something armor-like less a dress, more a declaration.Behind her, Alexander emerged like a storm in a tailored suit obsidian-black with a deep charcoal shirt beneath, open just at the collar, no tie. His silver cufflinks, bearing the Levi crest, caught the morning light like small, deli
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 110: A Queen’s Price
"You're too old for that, Keisha," Nani remarked, grinning slyly. Keisha started to narrow her eyes. "I still can kick your ass and do it in heels." Nani chuckled. "Good, auntie. You know the reason I am here. She said "How could I have forgotten? Keisha puffed sharply, delving into her floral-print tote bag as if it were a treasure chest, not particularly old. She drew out a file full with official-looking, stamped, lavender and bureaucratic smelling papers with a little flourish. The name Dysis emblazoned big across the front. She turned it over with a serious gaze. Keisha pointed out, "This is it." "The secret to everything your mama labored so hard to guard." Nani handled it gingerly, her fingers closing around the margins. Are you sure she is ready? Keisha enquired the fire in her eyes softening with unusual gravity. Of course, Nani answered gently. "She is stronger than anybody knows." Keisha leaned forward, her voice low and urgent now. The Carters seem to be moving
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 109: A Chance Encounter
The downtown streets hummed with midday life—honking vehicles, the smell of street food, sunlight slinking between tall buildings. Nani checked the little scrap of paper in her palm and changed the strap on her handbag. The location brought her to a little corner café nestled between an old bookshop and a florist. She hadn't seen her aunt in years, and the thought of getting back in touch caused mixed feelings. To double-check the message, she reached inside her handbag for her phone, but it dropped from her fingers and landed on the ground.Careful came with a deep, seductive voice behind her. Would not want to lose something vital. Before she could respond, a tall man in a dark fitted coat stooped down to pick her phone. He straightened and returned it with an unusual familiarity in his smile."Nani, right?," he questioned, his voice laid back yet deliberate.She blinked, her eyebrows gently knitting. Indeed, do I know you? The man flashed a gentle, knowing smile. "A friend to th
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 108: sweet and smoke
Dysis felt the thrum of his pulse against her back. Reliable. Grounding is... Still, his arms showed a conflict, as though he were clinging to more than simply her body. Like he was clinging to his anxiety over allowing her to go. She groaned and let her head rest more completely against his chest. "You have no control on what I believe Alexander." He did not reply straight away. Rather, his fingers followed lazy patterns over her forearm, his touch both gentle and possessive. "I know," he whispered at last. Still, I'll try. Dysis turned just enough in his arms to view his face. His eyes, steely blue and always unreadable, were softer in the sunlight. Not as akin to a weapon. More in line with a man. She gently asked, "You're not used to people caring about you, are you?" His look never changed. "No.," said She nibbled her lip. "That's depressing." ✆ Alexander wrinkled a brow. "Survival is what we do here." That steel under the softness there it was. The man moulded by power,
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 107: The Ones Who Stayed
The lounge's slowly flickering fire created a dreamy golden hue on the walls. Though the storm outside had gone, the air still carried weight—thick with all the unspoken over years. With her knees tucked under her, Giselle sat curled on the end of the velvet couch, a mug of unspilled tea between her palms cooling. Half-slung on the armchair, Joe lounged across from her one leg sloppily flung over the other. It has been quiet for some while. To silence. Giselle remarked at last, her voice detached: "I miss Alexander." nor broken, nor weak; simply tired. Like someone clinging on the brink of something that had been slippering for a very long time. So much. Her comments floated between them like smoke, delicate and elusive to hold. "I hope..." She blinked slowly and said, "I wish he could lead a tranquil life." Her eyes gazed someplace behind the hearth, as though they could reach a broken version of him never seen at home. Joe shook his head. You are aware that cannot happen. Gis
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 106: Ghosts That Breathe Click.
The sound of the door closing behind Reed echoed in Adam Levi’s office like a bullet casing hitting stone. Outside, thunder rolled low across the gray afternoon sky, and rain tapped gently against the windows like impatient fingers.Inside, the silence cracked apart.“What?” Adam’s voice boomed, laced with fury. The words came out not just as a question, but a threat. His chair scraped across the floor as he rose to his feet, shoving it back with such force it slammed into the shelf behind him.He stood tall in a crisp black dress shirt, sleeves rolled just below the elbows, veins pulsing at his forearms. His tailored slacks were still pressed sharp from the morning’s meeting, but now they clung to the tension in his frame. A single gold cufflink gleamed under the dim lamplight, catching the pulse in his wrist like a warning.Reed didn’t flinch, but his posture shifted.“Shot in the head,” he said quietly. “Execution style. We found him slumped in the holding room. Single bullet. No c
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 105: What If
Through the translucent drapes, the warm morning light created golden designs on the twisted sheets. Dysis lay tucked against Alexander's chest, her fingers sloppily drawing circles over the scar running just under his collarbone. The room still smelt of him cedarwood, fire, and something especially Alexander and her body hurt in that soft, contented manner found after hours of total love. Her heart, though, was not as still. She slanted her head slightly, her voice almost above a whisper, as if she were terrified to disturb the quiet between us.“Alex…”“Mmm?” He whispered, his hand gently guiding her back to ground her with every stroke.“ What if... She stopped, lips brushing his chest. "What would happen if I became pregnant?"The question hung softly and vaguely, but it struck like thunder.Alexander’s hand stopped mid-stroke. His entire body stilled for a breath. Then he turned just enough to glance down at her, his cold blue eyes glowing in the sunlight. Not surprised. Not sh
