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The Race

مؤلف: Osarumwense Osakue
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-02-16 19:48:14

Michael’s POV

The forest had become a war zone. I could hear screams, gunfire, the shouts of men giving orders, and in the middle of it all, the rapid thudding of my own heartbeat.

Henry was clinging to me, his small body pressed against mine, shaking, not sobbing, not panicked, just trembling.

I could feel the tension in his limbs, the sharp, brittle fear that tried to creep up from his chest.

He wasn’t crying because he didn’t want to show weakness and I understood.

He was Fernando’s son,
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  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   Turn Around

    Theo’s POVMarlo stood near the center of the warehouse looking entirely too relaxed for a man about to kidnap a child.Anabelle remained beside him, elegant even in tension, though the irritation on her face was impossible to miss.Mortis was the real problem. The man stood silently near Marlo with his hands behind his back, watching everything with those cold, unreadable eyes.Nothing about him felt careless or easy to fool, which meant if this plan failed, we were dead.Henry stood several feet away from them with his wrists restrained, trying hard to look braver than he probably felt but I noticed the slight trembling in his shoulders.The kid had just watched Ashley and Nick die and somehow, that guilt kept digging deeper into my chest.Marlo looked pleased with himself.“Well, I must admit, Theo, I underestimated you” he said smoothly while adjusting the sleeve of his expensive coat, I forced myself to give a small shrug.“You’re not the only one.”Anabelle scoffed immediately.

  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   A Fragile Alliance

    Michael’s POVThe warehouse remained cold and dim around us, the weak overhead light flickering every few seconds.Theo crouched in front of me, his face tense, his jaw tight, his eyes fixed on mine with an intensity that made my chest feel strange.“I’m serious,” he said quietly.I stared at him bitterly.“You expect me to believe you after all this?” I asked.His expression hardened slightly.“You don’t have a choice.”That only made me angrier and I jerked against the ropes around my wrists.“Don't you dare sound arrogant!”“I know,I'm sorry” he said, quieter this time.Something about how broken his voice sounded almost annoyed me more because it didn’t change anything.Nothing would bring Ashley and Nick back.I swallowed hard as their faces flashed through my mind again.Theo noticed the look on my face and lowered his eyes briefly.“I never wanted any of this to happen" he said and I laughed coldly.Theo slowly stood to his feet and dragged a hand through his hair.“You think I

  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   What Really Happened

    Michael's POV The warehouse had become too quiet. The flickering light above us buzzed faintly, throwing uneven shadows across the concrete floor while cold air drifted through the broken windows high above.In front of me, Theo stood silently, watching me and somehow, that made everything feel worse, because now there was nothing distracting me from the hatred burning inside my chest.I stared at him coldly.“You happy now?”Theo’s jaw tightened immediately and I laughed bitterly.“Was this satisfying for you?” I asked.“Michael—”“No. Don’t say my name like you care" my voice cracked harsher than intended.Theo visibly stiffened then he took a slow breath.“I didn’t know he was going to kill them" he said.I looked at him with disbelief.“You brought Marlo Ramirez into our home.”“I was angry.”“And now they’re dead.”The words echoed sharply through the warehouse and Theo looked away briefly. For once, he actually seemed affected by what he’d done but I didn’t care anymore.“You b

  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   Past Battles

    Michael’s POVCold air drifted through the massive abandoned structure from broken windows high above us, carrying the distant sound of traffic somewhere far beyond the industrial district. Henry and I sat tied to metal chairs beneath a flickering overhead light. My wrists burned painfully against the rough restraints every time I moved.Henry looked worse. His face was pale from shock, his eyes red from crying, and there was dried blood near his lip from when one of Marlo’s men had struck him earlier.But what hurt most was the silence between us.Ashley and Nick were dead and neither of us knew how to survive that reality yet.Footsteps echoed through the warehouse and several men entered first then Marlo came through. Anabelle followed beside him elegantly dressed despite the filth of the place, her heels clicking sharply against the concrete floor.Mortis walked behind them quietly and Henry glared at him immediately.“You fucking bastard” he spat out.Marlo studied him quietly.

  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   The Name That Ruined Everything

    Michael’s POVThe living room felt suffocating beneath the weight of it all.The shattered remains of the front door lay scattered across the floor while Marlo’s men spread themselves throughout the house with terrifying precision, leaving no possible escape route.Years ago, I had grown used to this kind of atmosphere, but I had forgotten how truly helpless it made you feel when the people you loved stood in the line of fire too.My eyes locked briefly with Henry’s, fear burned behind his anger and that terrified me more than the guns did.“Don’t,” I said quietly the second I noticed him tensing again.Henry’s jaw clenched.“They can’t just—”“Henry.”My tone sharpened immediately.Marlo clearly noticed our conversation then his attention shifted fully toward Henry and he smiled.“Well, look at you” he murmured softly. Henry glared at him instantly.“Stop looking at me.”Anabelle scoffed under her breath.“So disrespectful.”Henry ignored her completely but Marlo, however, continued

  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   The Name That Ruined Everything

    Michael’s POVThe living room felt suffocating beneath the weight of it all.The shattered remains of the front door lay scattered across the floor while Marlo’s men spread themselves throughout the house with terrifying precision, leaving no possible escape route.Years ago, I had grown used to this kind of atmosphere, but I had forgotten how truly helpless it made you feel when the people you loved stood in the line of fire too.My eyes locked briefly with Henry’s, fear burned behind his anger and that terrified me more than the guns did.“Don’t,” I said quietly the second I noticed him tensing again.Henry’s jaw clenched.“They can’t just—”“Henry.”My tone sharpened immediately.Marlo clearly noticed our conversation then his attention shifted fully toward Henry and he smiled.“Well, look at you” he murmured softly. Henry glared at him instantly.“Stop looking at me.”Anabelle scoffed under her breath.“So disrespectful.”Henry ignored her completely but Marlo, however, continued

  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   Sudden Darkness

    Ashley’s POV I still couldn’t believe my ears.For a moment I could only stare at Nick, frozen in the doorway of my bedroom, as if the entire conversation had sucked the air around us. His voice still echoed in my skull, sharp and ugly, replaying like a curse.My heart thundered against my ribs,

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-04-02

  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   In Need of Calm

    Fernando’s POV I shut the study door behind me and let out a slow breath. Santiago’s words had been scratching at my skull since the moment he said them.I lowered myself into the armchair behind the desk and rubbed my temples.“Sir,” one of the maids Anabelle brought said softly from the doorway

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  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   The Music Holds Its Breath

    Fernando’s POVI had already dressed twice. Now, standing still before the full-length mirror, I adjusted my cufflinks for the third time.They were flawless silver, engraved, and custom-made. The suit fit me like it had been sewn directly onto my body. It didn’t restrict my movement, but it remin

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  • Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don   The Hour That Would Not Wait

    Fernando's POVI adjusted the cuff of my shirt and lifted my eyes to the mirror again for the one hundredth time.It was just one hour left and my life would change into something much better.I had faced death without flinching, I had signed orders that wiped entire bloodlines off the map, I had b

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-04-02
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