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Ch. 121 - The Things I Can't Keep
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Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 121 - The Things I Can't Keep
Michael POVI kicked in the door to Lucy's room, the sound of wood splintering like a gunshot through my skull."Lucy!" Her name tore from my throat, raw and feral.But there was nothing in return.The silence was immediate and suffocating. The kind of quiet that settles after something terrible has already happened. The room stood frozen, soft and undisturbed. Her sweater draped over the chair, a half-drunk glass of water by the bed. It looked like she'd just stepped out.But I knew better, I felt it deep in my chest.The scent of her shampoo still clung to the air, warm and sweet, like she was hiding in the corners. Like she might answer if I said her name again.But she didn't and something inside me cracked. A breath shuddered loose from my chest, and I wasn't sure if I'd ever pull in another. I needed to find her, to make sure she never left my side again.I turned to Paul and Vinnie just behind me, blocking the doorway like guards to a truth I didn't want.My voice turned to ice
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 120 - The Bargaining Chip
Lucy POVI stared into the mirror like it could anchor me, like maybe if I held my reflection long enough, I'd start to believe it.My hair was curled just right, makeup soft and precise... except for my lips. Blood red and lined with a hand that, for once, didn't tremble. The dress I chose hugged my waist and flared at the hips, the fabric delicate, almost romantic. It was something you'd wear to bake bread or pour wine for your husband's guests. Something gentle. Something belonging to a woman who smiled on command and ruled the home from behind polite eyes.A housewife. A Capo's wife.I looked beautiful. I looked strong. I looked like I belonged here.But I was lying. And I knew it. Everyone probably knew it.Still, I didn't want to be anywhere else. I swallowed hard, smoothing my hands down the fabric like it could somehow settle the war underneath my skin. It wasn't armor, but I didn't have anything else. So it would have to be enough.I was ready to face what waited downstairs.
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 119 - Cracks From Beneath
Amy POV"Something is happening." I swallowed hard, not wanting to leave this bathroom or his arms.Another scream rang through the air like it had clawed its way up from the floorboards. Muffled. Distant. But real.Zander stiffened behind me, every muscle locking like his body already knew what was coming.And just like that, the perfect world we'd try to build in this room started to crack."I'm sure it's nothing. Your brother will handle it either way." Zander kissed my shoulder then moved quickly to rinse off.He sounded calm, too calm. Like he was trying to believe it for the both of us.Then came the guttural cries. A series of them. Followed by a loud, unmistakable thud.My heart leaped. My breath caught in my throat. What if my uncles got the upper hand? What if Michael was already bleeding out?I stepped from the shower, water still dripping from my legs, and ran to the nightstand."What the fuck is happening down there?" The words came out hoarse, half to myself. I cursed un
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 118 - The Life I Need
Amy POVZander's fingers were still tangled in my hair, his chest rising and falling beneath me, warm and steady. The way he made me feel; safe, seen, worshipped, it was everything... at least I thought it was. "Marry me," he whispered against my hair."What?" I laughed softly, my cheek resting on his chest. He was insane, and I loved it."Tomorrow," he added, his voice sure. It wasn't really a question, more like a need for me to give him everything. "Marry me. Let's leave this ridiculous house behind and start the life we always talked about. No more delays. No more waiting. I just want us."I shifted, moving to straddle him, my hands trailing along his chest as I searched his face. My body ached, pussy still sore and used up in the best way... but I still craved him. I always would."You're serious?" I asked, breath catching in my throat.His hands settled at my hips. "I've never been more sure of anything. I waited too long for this, for you. I want you to be my wife. I want a ho
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 117 - Red
Michael POVMy head was throbbing, and the day was only half done. We moved to the table to enjoy Nonna's famous soup with family, but no one was in the mood for family bonding. My Uncles sat tight together, like three musketeers, banding together to take us all down. They could go fuck themselves. Paul quietly brooded, casting glances my way to say he was disappointed in me. He could go fuck himself too. Lucy still wasn't here, but I told myself she was fine, ignoring how my gut had been twisting from her absence.Vinnie was another story. He had that kid-like smile on, rubbing his hands together over the steaming bowl of soup. He could pretend everything was fine, that I was actually believing the lies he spun to me, but I was about to pistol-whip him if he didn't stop winking at me.Nonna moved with quiet precision, ladling soup into ceramic bowls like this wasn't the most calculated day of our lives. She didn't speak. Didn't look at any of us. Just moved, slow, steady, methodic
Consumed by the Mafia Ch. 116 - Final Decision
Lucy POVI locked my door and paced the floor. I was okay. Safe, technically. But it didn't feel that way.The air in the room was tight. The walls too close. I laid back on my bed and stared at the ceiling like it might give me answers. The sheets felt like a trap. My chest was heavier than it had any right to be.Somewhere below, I could still hear their voices. Or maybe I couldn't. Maybe the whole house was just holding its breath, waiting.I was supposed to be stronger than this.I reached for my phone without thinking. I didn't even know who I was calling until I heard her voice."Hey," I said softly.There was a pause. The kind that meant she already knew."What's wrong?" She asked, her voice so calming I wanted to let go and cry, but I didn't answer. The words were there, clawing to get out, but I couldn't speak them."Lucy?" She pressed."I don't know what I'm doing," I finally whispered through the phone."Is it Michael?" Vivian asked, her voice gentle but steady. That famili
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