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Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 135: Ghosts Beneath the Floorboards
The house felt different tonight.Colder.As if the walls themselves had learned how to hold their breath, waiting for a verdict that hadn’t yet been spoken aloud.Silver Levi pulled his jacket tighter around his shoulders as he made his way down the dim hallway. His boots echoed against the polished wood floor, the sound sharp and hollow, like a warning.The Levi mansion was sprawling, ancient in some parts, and the east wing—where Lili had once kept her private rooms—felt like a different world entirely.Silver paused outside the heavy oak door.He hesitated.This part of the house had been sealed off after Lili’s confrontation with Alexander. No one had dared go inside yet.But Silver wasn’t looking for confrontation.He was looking for answers.For Brayden. For himself. For the pieces of the truth that didn’t quite fit.Taking a breath, he pushed the door open.It groaned on its hinges, loud in the suffocating silence.The room inside smelled stale, as if it had been abandoned for
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 134: Blood Oath
The late afternoon light softly softened the sharp edges of a day that had been much too long as it poured warm, golden streams into the Levi estate. Laughing emanated from somewhere close to the sunroom, little, brilliant sounds not fit for a house still waking from the previous evening. Her bare arms revealed in a loose black singlet that clung to her form as Dysis sat cross-legged on the thick Persian rug, her denim shorts hem caressing the tops of her thighs. At the back of her neck, her hair was knotted haphazardly, strands breaking free with every light-hearted tug from Brayden. The small child laughed as he stacked plush animals around her, his blond hair a ruffled halo in the last of the sunlight. His quick, enthusiastic hands arranged a "castle" of lions, bears, and tigers around his "queen." His hands were pudgy. "You have to stay inside; the dragons will grab you!" Eyes wide, Brayden cautioned, dramatically swinging a foam sword he had discovered elsewhere. Dysis
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 133: Deals with the Devil
Ravenhold had split apart under the storm. Rain slashed across the night, each dropping a little knife against Lili's naked flesh. She staggered forward gripping the ripped edge of her luxury coat tighter about her, her shoes sinking into the muck. Her still raging flames licked at the heavens like a beast refusing to die. Orange. She turned not to look back. For her, the ashes had nothing left. Her blood dried against the cold bite of the wind, each stride weighted more than the last. Just enough to catch the shine of black iron gates ahead, a sliver of moonlight split across the clouds. Dead was the vineyard. Long since abandoned, gnarled vines tore up from the ground to create skeletal shadows over the crumbling stones. At Carter Estate, a rusting sign spun crazily in the breeze. She was exactly where she should be. Bass thudded low under her feet on the ground. Somewhere inside, music throbbed a dark, sluggish cadence like a heartbeat pieced together with broken promises.
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 132: Shattered Glass
The storm had hardly relaxed its hold on the Levi estate when the thick oak doors creaked open once more.Lili Levi entered, her shoes striking the marble floor with a discordant echo throughout the spacious hall. Her pricey wool coat smells faintly of rain and lilies, drops still shining on the black cloth cut specifically. Her golden hair, expertly arranged in a chignon, did not show one strand out of alignment. A gift from Adam years ago, her sapphire earrings swung softly as she gently removed her gloves with careful, deliberate grace. She ignored the way the house had stilled. Alternatively, how does the staff vanish into the walls like smoke? Alternatively, as if the house itself were holding its breath, the very air felt thicker, heavier. A faint murmur stirred in the study outside the hall, the clink of a glass being laid down. Firm footsteps. a slow, deliberate exhale.Ignorant of the storm she was about to step into, Lili fixed the collar of her coat walked forward. She pus
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 131: Selection Made by a Father
The rain had not stopped. Silver trotted over the flooded driveway, his hair stuck to his forehead and garments soaking. Where Alexander's boot had struck him, his chest burned, but the agony in his ribs was little compared to the panic clawing at his core. Brayden left. taken And he was by himself. Water pooling behind him, he slammed open the heavy front doors of the estate and rushed directly for the study where he knew his father would be. His footsteps sounded loud and frantic down the marble halls. Adam Levi turned from behind his desk to see Silver explode in without knocking. What the hell is this? Adam enquired sharply, black eyes narrowing. He stayed a force even at sixty, broad-shouldered, heavy with power, but he never got out of his chair. Silver dropped himself in front of the desk, breathing hard and soaking. "Alexander took Brayden," he continued, his voice harsh with wrath. "He just attacked me and drove off with my son." Adam raised his eyebrows but stayed
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 130: The Truth from a Child
Adam's eyes grew focused, following him the way a hawk observes something it knows it cannot stop. Adam cautioned, the weight of something old weighing into his words, "you're not ready for what you'll find." a cautioned note. a confession. a menace. It was difficult to tell. Alexander looked over the span of years, blood, blunders, to meet the gaze of his father. "I have no choice," he murmured, voice as polished stone. Then softly, virtually inaudible: "I never did." Alexander pivoted, his cloak flinging slightly behind him as he marched towards the heavy door without waiting for a reply. Every stride was a drumming against the outside storm. Adam murmured once more, softly, nearly lost under the crackle of dwindling flames as his palm wrapped around the cold brass doorknob. "Be vigilant, son. A few things buried alive scratch their way back meaner than before. Alexander stopped for half a heartbeat and let the words sink hooks into his spine. Then he unlocked the door and le
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