LOGINShare
Shadows in the Study
Last Updated:
2025-04-08 15:52:45
Related chapters
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Search For Truth
Michael’s POVThe paper trembled in my hand.I didn’t even realize how tightly I was gripping it until the edges started to tear beneath my fingertips. Elise.Her name was right there."Subject witnessed the exchange on the 16th. Resulted in immediate action. Orders came from Council, not directly from F.M. Cover-up executed. All media rerouted."Council? Immediate action?My chest felt tight. My sister—Elise—had been murdered… because she’d seen something she wasn’t supposed to. I couldn’t breathe.“Michael!”I didn’t react fast enough.Suddenly, a hand gripped my shoulder and pulled me backwards roughly as if I was a rag doll.“What the hell is wrong with you?” Marlo’s voice was a sharp whisper, and before I could respond, he shoved me against the bookshelf in Fernando’s study and clamped a hand over my mouth. “Quiet.”Footsteps, like a dozens of them, sounded past the closed door. Shadows moved across the faint light coming in through the cracks. I heard voices barking orders,
Last Updated : 2025-04-09Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don In The Air
Michael’s POVThe hum of the private jet’s engines filled the cabin as I stepped into the aisle behind Emilio, keeping my gaze fixed ahead—until I saw him.Fernando.His body was strapped down like he was already dead. His skin, usually warm and full of fire, was pale. It was like someone had drained the life from him, and now we were carrying around the empty shell.I didn’t even try to swallow the lump in my throat. It was permanent now.We had paid good money—stupid money—to make sure no one asked questions about Fernando.As long as the money was available, nobody cared.I scanned the seats, brows furrowing. Row seventeen.My spot was way in the back, far from where Marlo, Anabelle, Mortis, and Emilio had already gathered near Fernando’s medical area. It felt deliberate—like being shoved into a corner and told to stay there.I clenched my jaw and marched up to Marlo’s seat.“Hey,” I said, coldly. “What’s this about? Why the hell am I back there?”Marlo didn’t even look surprise
Last Updated : 2025-04-09Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Marlo's Tyranny
Michael’s POV The journey had been long and exhausting, but as we finally arrived at Fernando's family estate in the English countryside, a new wave of weariness washed over me. The mansion loomed before us, a grand building that had clearly once been a testament to power and wealth. Now, however, it stood as a relic of the past—its once-elegant walls covered by layers of dust and neglect. The sprawling grounds were overgrown with weeds because there had been no one to look after it. The air was thick with the scent of dampness and decay, a stark reminder that no one had set foot here in years.Marlo stepped forward, his boots crunching against the gravel driveway. He turned to face us, his expression a mix of determination and authority."Listen up," he began, his voice echoing slightly in the stillness. "This place may look like a dump now, but it's going to be our sanctuary for the foreseeable future. The feds are on our tails, and we need a place to lay low. It's not going to
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Voices in the Mansion
Marlo's POVI touched my jaw, wincing slightly as my fingers brushed over the tender spot where Michael's fist had connected. That bastard had actually punched me and it surprisingly hurt much more than I had expected it would. The sting was sharp, but beneath it was an unmistakable excitement. A low chuckle escaped my lips as I leaned against the cool marble countertop of the dimly lit kitchen. Now I understood why Fernando had always found such delight in toying with Michael.There was a fiery spirit beneath that brooding exterior, one that was irresistibly tempting to provoke.I hated to admit it but I found myself wanting more of him.The kitchen was a filled with a lot of outdated appliances and dusty surfaces, which showed that the mansion has been abandoned for far too long. In the center, Emilio and Mortis sat at the worn wooden table, finishing off the remnants of their dinner. Their conversation was muted, the clinking of cutlery against their plates the only audible s
Last Updated : 2025-04-10Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Unspoken Wars
Michael's POV I groaned and blinked against the early morning haze, the light of dawn spilling through the half-open blinds.And then I saw her.Anabelle.Standing at the foot of my bed like some judgmental ghost that forgot to knock. Her arms were crossed and she had a scowl etched onto her face.“What the hell,” I muttered. “Did you lose your way to the kitchen or are you just creeping into bedrooms for fun now?”She didn’t smile. Of course she didn’t.“I’ve been standing here for five minutes,” she said flatly. “You snore like a dying engine.”“Charming.” I pushed myself up, wiping sleep from my eyes. “But that still doesn’t explain why you’re here. Last I checked, I didn’t invite you into my room. Unless watching me sleep is your new hobby.”“You wish.” Her tone was dry, and she didn’t move an inch. “We have a situation.”“A situation,” I echoed. “Does it involve you and Marlo having sex in the kitchen last night? Because if it does, I’ll grab some popcorn next time. Hell, maybe
Last Updated : 2025-04-11Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don A Savior's Kiss
Michael’s POV The dirt road stretched endlessly before me and I was already fed up.With this errand.With this car.With everything."Son of a bitch," I muttered. "Trapped like a damn errand boy for criminals.""FBI to grocery runner. What a goddamn fall from grace."Images of Fernando flashed in my mind and I couldn’t shake the burning fury that surged through me when Anabelle told me I wasn’t even allowed to see him.“Who the hell do they think they are?” I hissed.Marlo. That cold bastard. I had known men like him during my FBI days—calculating and power-hungry. The worst kind of criminals weren’t the loud, violent ones. It was the calm ones. The ones who made you believe they were doing you a favor as they cut you into pieces.And Anabelle... God, she got under my skin more than I cared to admit. "I should’ve never gotten involved with them," I said, shaking my head. "Should have left when I had the chance. Should have taken Fernando and—"BANG!The engine gave a violent shud
Last Updated : 2025-04-11Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Meeting with allies
Marlo's POV I gritted my teeth, my fingers tightening around the steering wheel as the imposing gates of Santiago’s estate came into view. One of the guards stepped forward as I pulled up.“Name?”“Marlo Vega,” I said, my voice low but firm. “Santiago is expecting me.”The man looked me over, his eyes sharp, calculating, like he was searching for a reason to turn me away. After a beat, he gave a curt nod and signaled for the gates to open.I parked near the entrance and made my way inside. The housekeeper led me through corridors that echoed with the sound of my footsteps. It was too quiet here. The air felt dense with unspoken things, as though the walls themselves knew the sins whispered behind them.Finally, she pushed open a set of heavy double doors, revealing the meeting room.Inside, three men were already seated at a long mahogany table. Santiago sat at the head, his sharp blue eyes watching me like a hawk. To his right was Rodger, his mouth twisted in its usual sneer,
Last Updated : 2025-04-12Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Dangerous Attachments
Michael’s POV The cool night air brushed against my skin as Damian and I stepped out of the cinema. I inhaled deeply, stretching my arms as we made our way toward his car. “Well,” I said, breaking the silence, “I’ll admit it — that wasn’t half-bad.”Damian chuckled beside me, shoving his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket. “Not half-bad?” He arched a brow, grinning. “Come on, Michael, you were on the edge of your seat. I saw you flinch at that last jump scare.”I scoffed. “Please. That was a reflex.”He laughed outright at that.“Yeah, yeah. I’ll pretend to believe that.”In the few days since Damian had helped me out by the side of that dirt road, our lives had somehow tangled together.As we reached his car, Damian slowed down. I glanced at him, catching the sudden seriousness in his expression.“Michael,” he began, leaning against the side of his car, his gaze meeting mine. “I need to say something.”I felt a warning feeling in my chest, but I forced a grin.“I don’t
Last Updated : 2025-04-12
Latest chapter
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Bound by Fire
Micheal's POV I didn’t think.I just moved.My body, acting on instinct or something far more desperate, had shoved Fernando’s arm up at the last second.The bullet screamed through the air and struck the ceiling.Everyone in the room froze.For a heartbeat, silence rang louder than the gunshot. I could feel the weight of a dozen eyes pierce into my back, all of them stunned—and afraid. The smell of burnt gunpowder lingered, mixing with the tense air of the drawing room.Then Santiago roared.“What the hell just happened?!”Andrew laughed—a cruel, dry, almost unhinged sound. “Looks like the boyfriend still has a soft spot for the spy.”“Shut him up,” Santiago barked.His men didn’t hesitate. One shoved a gag into Andrew’s mouth, forcing him to the floor. Andrew glared at everyone with that same defiant fire, but it didn’t matter. He couldn’t speak now.Fernando didn’t say a word. His gaze cut through the room like a blade.I swallowed. My throat was dry. My hands had started to t
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Fernando's Fury
Fernando's POVThe echo of my boots was the only sound in the hallway as I led Michael back into the drawing room. My hands were in my coat pockets, fingers twitching for the comfort of power. Beside me, Michael was silent. Tense. His brows were furrowed, his thoughts clearly tangled. I didn't speak. Not yet. There would be time for words—my words—soon enough.Discovering that he has been so active during my time in coma only infuriated me more each time I thought about it.It was taking a huge amount of control for me not to beat him to a pulp just staring at him with his emotionless face.He had forgotten he belonged to me—only me—and he went ahead to fool around with the enemy which ended up bringing FBI agents to our doorsteps. Even thinking of the fact he was once an informant for the FBI brought fire in my mind because it meant he has been lying to me.What else has he been keeping from me?That would be a discussion I couldn’t wait to have.Michael was bad news for me but I
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Bleeding Hearts
Michael's POVAshley was groaning in pain, her head leaned against the window of the FBI car I had carefully laid her in. It was hard for me to watch her I'm so much pain, especially when all she had done was help us even though it meant going against the FBI. Fernando was a real monster for doing this to her.The backseat was damp with blood, and the stench of metal clung to the air like guilt to my conscience. I glanced around, hoping and praying that Marlo would suddenly appear so that he can take Ashley to the hospital along with Anabelle. I needed someone I could trust to get Ashley out of here, someone who wouldn't let her down. But the world was quiet now, eerily so, and Marlo was nowhere in sight.I looked around, towards the mansion hoping to catch a glimpse of Marlo just as he is leaving but I didn’t see him.The realization of what I feared dawned on me like a cold, hard feeling."He already left, didn't he?" I muttered, my voice low with frustration. My fists clenched
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Shadows of the Fallen
Fernando’s POV I folded my arms across my chest while i watched in delight as Andrew’s battered body was dragged through the hallway of my old mansion. His punishment was just starting and I could alread visualise numerous way to make him beg for me to just end his suffering. Emilio followed closely behind, gripping Damian by the collar, the man nearly tripping over himself with each step. The floor, aged by time and conflict, creaked under the weight of our footsteps. Blood had been spilled outside—blood of men who thought they could outsmart me, the FBI agents whose corpses now served as a warning. But inside, it was quieter. The kind of quiet that precedes a storm.Santiago walked beside me. His slightly injured face was grim, jaw clenched so tightly the veins in his neck were visible. His other bodyguard followed us, his weapons drawn and alert. Mortis had joined us near the entrance, nodding silently when I gestured toward the drawing room. That would be the stage.The mo
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don When Titans Collide
Andrew’s POV The night had gotten far too quiet for my liking, and in that unnatural silence, every crackle of a branch or brush of the wind made my nerves twitch. I could still remember the wave of shock i had gotten when the sound that sent ice straight down my spine, gunshots, rang in my ears and i couldn't help but think of the worse. My men were capable of handling themselves, they were FBI agents, after all, but there was a dark feeling pooling in.my stomach just thinking what had caused such amount of gun fire to ring in the air.Not one, not two, but a lot of them, echoing violently through the forest like war drums. From the direction of Fernando’s mansion. I had made sure to tell me men not to attack without receiving orders from me to do so. Which means this could only mean one thingThey were under attack.My stomach dropped.Something had gone wrong.I hadn’t planned for a situation where Michael and his pack of goons would attack when I wasn’t there.I thought they w
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Blood in the Woods
Fernando’s POV I watched them through the small cracks on the front door, barely breathing as I tracked the movement of the agents. The trees concealed them well, but not well enough for someone like me. I knew the woods. I knew the mansion. And most of all, I knew how the minds of men like Andrew worked.Based on Marlo’s explanation, he was the leader of those agents of fools and if there was one thing I was good at, that was gaining a upper hand against proud men.Ashley winced as she leaned against a nearby wall. Her side was soaked with blood, and every breath she took looked like it cost her something vital. Still, she didn’t complain. I was impressed. I liked that about her.Michael, on the other hand, was fidgeting."You’re going to take her out the front," I said, my voice cold and unwavering.Michael blinked. "What? Are you insane? They’ll spot us the moment we step onto the lawn.""That’s the point."He narrowed his eyes. "You want us to be bait?"I tilted my head. "I
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don The Devil Returns
Michael’s POV The sharp scent of gunpowder still lingered in the room, moving in the air like invisible smoke. My hands were filled with blood—Ashley’s blood—but I had managed to stop the bleeding. The bullet had torn through the fleshy part of her upper arm, but thankfully, it hadn’t shattered a bone or struck an artery. I wrapped the last layer of cloth tightly around her wound, silently thanking whatever god might still be watching us that it wasn’t worse.Ashley winced but kept quiet, her face pale but determined. Her eyes held fury—not just pain—and they were fixed on the man who had shot her. Fernando.I looked up at him.He stood a few feet away, as if nothing had happened, casually adjusting the sleeves of his dark shirt. That smug look was still on his face, the one he wore when he believed he was two steps ahead of everyone else in the room. I hated that look.“You’re a monster,” I said, the words leaving my mouth with more venom than I’d expected. “While you were bu
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Unforgiven Reckoning
Fernando’s POV I could feel the pulse in my neck as Marlo spoke.The FBI had done this to me. They had destroyed everything—my mansion, my empire, my reputation. And now they were closing in, trying to finish me off like some cornered animal. They didn’t know who they were messing with.“So they’re right outside?” I asked, my voice low.Marlo nodded, his face set in a grim line. “Yes, they’ve got men. They’re here to finish the job.”The pain from my body, the aftermath of the poison, wasn’t enough to slow me down. Not now.“We’ll give them a job they won’t expect,” I said. My voice was steady, unwavering. “We’ll hit them from behind. Take out their agents, steal their vehicles, and leave this fucking place in ruins.”Michael, who had been silent up until then, finally spoke, his voice heavy with concern. “And Anabelle? We can’t just leave her here, Fernando. She needs medical attention.”I looked at him, the question hanging in the air. His eyes were wide, hurt even. But I didn’
Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don In the Shadows of the Past
Fernando's POVEverything was black.There was no light. No sound. Just the overwhelming sensation of floating in an empty void. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak.I forced my eyelids open, but there was nothing to see. Just darkness. "What...?" My voice was a mere whisper in the vast emptiness, and the sound of it startled me. It was raw, weak, as if it hadn’t been used in a long time.The last thing I could remember was sitting at the dining table with Michael.Where was I? What was happening?I tried to move, but my limbs felt heavy, as if they were bound by chains. Panic clawed at the edges of my mind, but I pushed it down. There had to be a reason for this. There had to be an explanation. It wasn’t like me to be trapped like this. It wasn’t like me to be so... powerless.Suddenly, I heard a voice."Fernando..."It was faint, distant, like an echo from another world, but it was enough to snap me back to my senses."Michael?" I called out, my voice strained with effort.The v
