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Possession in the Morning
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2025-09-24 19:27:52
Osarumwense Osakue 🔥 Michael’s words has lit a fire in Fernando’s veins—but what punishment will he unleash on the man who dared touch Michael? And how will Michael cope as he remains the center of Fernando’s fury and obsession? 👉 Stay tuned for the next chapter.
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Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Between Loyalty and Law
Michael’s POV The first thing I noticed when I stepped into Fernando’s study wasn’t the smell of smoke, or the dim golden hue of the desk lamp, or even the polished oak shelves that carried a hundred books I knew he never read.It was the way he looked at me.Calm, composed and regal, almost, but beneath it, just the faintest flicker of surprise, like he hadn’t expected me to come here instead of waiting for him at the dining hall. “Michael.” He said. He leaned back in his leather chair, one arm draped across the desk, the other raising a glass of whiskey he picked up from the rug and cleaned. “This is unexpected.”I closed the door behind me, my hand lingering on the knob longer than it should have. My chest tightened, though I forced a small smile. “You sound… surprised to see me.”“I am.” He took a slow sip, his eyes never leaving mine. “But pleasantly so. You usually prefer the dining hall for our late-night conversations.”“Tonight’s different.”“Is it?” His eyebrow arched, sh
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Smoke and Whiskey
Fernando’s POV The silence was my companion, a silence so thick and rewarding that I could almost taste it in the haze of cigar smoke lingering in the air.A smirk pulled across my lips as I leaned back in the leather chair behind my mahogany desk, the weight of control sitting like a crown on my shoulders. Marlo had seen me that evening with Dominique’s lips on mine, my hand tangled in his hair, our bodies pressed together in reckless hunger. I had half-expected him to run his mouth, to come to Michael with wide-eyed betrayal, but after my little talk with him, he had stayed quiet.What mattered was I had my secret still in my grasp.I lifted my glass of whiskey, the amber liquid catching the faint golden glow of the desk lamp. The world was mine in this moment and very soon, Michael would be mine too.I was untouchable.A knock broke the silence.“Come in,” I said, my voice even, filled with authority.The door creaked open, and there Dominique was. He moved into the room like
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Promises
Michael’s POV I never realized how much joy could fit into one empty apartment. Ashley was in the center of it all, laughing under her breath as though she couldn’t believe this space was hers. Her cheeks were flushed, her energy back, her body whole again. After everything she’d gone through, she looked almost new. “This is… mine?” she whispered, her voice still filled with disbelief. “It is,” I said, setting down the box in my arms with a grunt. Henry ran past me with a smaller box clutched to his chest. His sneakers squeaked against the wooden floor as he darted into what would be Ashley’s bedroom. “This one says ‘clothes’!” he announced like he had discovered treasure. “I’ll put it on the bed for you!” Ashley beamed at him. “Thank you, sweetheart.” Her gaze flicked back to me then, softening before it sharpened again. “I’ll pay you back, Michael,” she said firmly. “Every last cent, you know I don’t like this being… his money.” I shifted my weight. Of course she mea
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Behind the Crown
Marlo’s POV I never thought betrayal could smell so thick that even the air refused to carry it away. But standing there, just a few feet from Fernando’s black car, I saw it happen with my own eyes. His lips pressed against Dominique’s lips, desperate, hungry, a kiss that lasted long enough for me to count my heartbeats. And if Michael knew he would burn the engagement, spit on the Ramirez family name, and possibily run with Henry, and Fernando, backed into a corner with no heir to secure the family’s future, would have no choice but to look at me, his loyal right hand. The thought entered into my mind. But then the kiss broke, and for a split second, Fernando’s dark eyes flicked in my direction. "Did he see me?" My body froze. I pressed myself into the shadow of the rundown building’s crumbling wall. Maybe he hadn’t, maybe his gaze was distracted, or maybe I was already dead and didn’t know it. I swallowed the fear, crushed it down and slipped into the building where the
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Blood on the Walls
Fernando’s POV I never liked wasting time, that’s why, when my men slowed their steps approaching the run-down building stinking of mold, piss, and smoke, I didn’t bother softening my stride. I cut ahead of them, shoulders squared, chin up, the click of my shoes echoing against the concrete. When I walked into a place, people needed to know right away who owned it. The gang house looked like it had been abandoned decades but I heard their laughter before I saw them, then some rap track sounding through busted speakers. Pathetic. Marlo’s hand was above my shoulder as if to remind me he was here. If he had it his way, I would have stayed home tonight, sipping good scotch with Michael, while he came out here to break bones and collect debts. That was Marlo’s style, dirty work handled cleanly, so my hands looked untouched. But I wasn’t Santiago, I didn’t sit in the backroom pulling strings. I liked being at the front, reminding people exactly why Fernando Ramirez was a name t
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Wedding Planning
Michael’s POV I would have preferred to be anywhere else, even a jail cell, with nothing but silence for company, would have been easier to stomach. But instead, here I was, sitting in a plush armchair, a teacup in my hand, while across from me a woman in a green suit flipped through a binder fat enough to crush someone’s skull. She was the wedding planner. Her name was Chloe Valdez, and she had the energy of a woman who had long since stopped caring about sleep and lived instead on coffee, adrenaline, and the intoxicating prospect of making other people’s lives sparkle. She was young but carried herself well and her eyes practically glittered every time she turned a page. She adored this, every ribbon, every flower petal, every seating arrangement was life or death to her and I was supposed to care too. I didn’t, but I couldn’t afford not to sit here because every minute I endured this meant I was one step closer to what really mattered: getting Fernando to marry me, adopting
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