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Chapter 26: SILENT THEFT
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Sweet Mafia Protector Chapter 64
Rebekah povI paced in my dimly lit room, hands firmly placed on my waist, trying to corral the chaos swirling in my mind into some semblance of order. Sneaking Lyra out of the pack house without Marcello discovering our plan was destined to be a challenge in itself. I shuddered at the thought of his overbearing presence potentially ruining everything. That man seemed blissfully unaware of the concepts of personal space and basic dignity, and I couldn't let him interfere.With a determined stride, I made my way to Lyra's wardrobe, its worn wooden doors creaking slightly as I yanked them open. A sea of colors and fabrics blossomed before my eyes; blouses in vibrant hues, jeans in various cuts, and dresses that whispered of freedom. I quickly scanned through the haphazard assortment, picking out a few essentials that could be easily hidden in a small but sturdy handbag. I shoved in a soft cotton t-shirt, a pair of leggings, and her favorite sweater—a cozy, oversized thing that smelled f
Sweet Mafia Protector Chapter 63
Vincenzo povAs I rounded the corner, I scanned the hallway for any trace of Marcello. Instead, my attention was drawn to Lyra and Rebekah, who were closely gathered in a poorly lit study. They appeared as if they were engaged in a clandestine discussion, their expressions betraying a mix of guilt and fear. My focus zeroed in on Lyra, and an immediate reaction surged through me. The trepidation reflected in her eyes only heightened her appeal, intensifying my desire for her.Upon noticing my presence, their faces drained of color, and they exchanged anxious looks. Rebekah stepped forward, a facade of composure settling over her features. “Vincenzo,” she greeted, her voice smooth and inviting.I returned her smile, my gaze still fixed on Lyra. “Rebekah,” I responded, my tone deep and resonant. I approached her, arms outstretched for an embrace. Rebekah fit seamlessly into my hold, her slender form contrasting sharply with Lyra’s more voluptuous silhouette.After a brief moment, I relea
Sweet Mafia Protector Chapter 62
Lyra povI tightened my grip on the cool, rough surface of the wall, my eyes locked onto Rebekah as Vincenzo's words hung in the air, thick with defiance. "Lyra in question is mine; your son is merely proving to be stubborn." The deep, rumbling laugh of Marcello's godfather resonated through the room—a sound I recognized but had never truly engaged with—and it sent a chill racing down my spine, like the sensation of ice water trickling through my veins.Rebekah's gaze met mine, her eyes sparkling with mischief, betraying a sense of amusement that sparked a counterfire within me. I raised an eyebrow, challenging the unspoken tension between us as I pushed off the wall, the movement igniting a sense of purpose within me. I strode toward her with measured confidence, the sharp, rhythmic click of my heels against the polished floor reverberating through the dimly lit hallway, amplifying the intensity of the moment."Let's get out of here," I breathed, my voice a mere whisper yet laced wit
Sweet Mafia Protector Chapter 61
Lyra pov"She suffered from excruciating cramps and a multitude of complications. It was an incredibly traumatic experience for him, one that has shadowed his life ever since."As her words soaked in, a wave of sorrow crashed over me, and I felt the hot tears spill down my cheeks once more. "Oh, Rebekah, I’m so sorry to hear that. No wonder he’s had such a hard time opening up," I murmured, my voice barely audible and muffled by the emotion that choked me.But then, to my surprise, Rebekah let out a soft snicker, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint. "Oh, don’t you dare feel sorry for him, Lyra. He’s been using that story as an excuse to dodge intimacy for years," she said, her tone switching to a playful sass that made me momentarily forget my sadness.Puzzled, I looked up at her, my eyes still red and puffy from the tears. "What do you mean by that?" I asked, trying to parse through the remnants of my empathy.With a flourish, Rebekah sprang to her feet, pulling me up alongsi
Sweet Mafia Protector Chapter 60
Lyra povMarcello tilted my head to the side, his breath warm against my skin as he leaned in for a kiss. Instinctively, I pushed him away, the sound of flesh meeting flesh ringing through the air as I delivered a sharp slap across his cheek. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I demanded, my voice a mix of anger and disbelief.His eyes blazed with an unsettling combination of shock and fury, the imprint of my hand beginning to redden against his cheek, a stark contrast to his tanned skin. “What the hell is wrong with you?” he growled, his voice lowered to a dangerous rumble.I stumbled back, my heart racing and adrenaline coursing through my veins. “You’re the one who’s wrong here, Marcello! You can’t just kiss me without my consent,” I shot back, my hands trembling as I struggled to regain my composure.A dark shadow crossed his features as he stepped closer, closing the gap between us with an unsettling intensity. “I thought we were beyond this, Lyra. I thought you loved me,” he sai
Sweet Mafia Protector Chapter 59
Vincenzo’s POVWe’re visiting the infamous Hell Pit today. I received a formal invitation from the revered Marcello's godfather, a man of considerable influence in our world. I shared the news with Carlo, my right-hand man, and I could see his eyes sparkling with a blend of excitement and anticipation. His world-class girlfriend, Elaina, was arriving at the airport, a long-awaited event since she had been away for years, immersed in her studies. We decided to get ready and head to the airport; Carlo would take the driver’s seat upon picking her up. Their reunion was long overdue, and after that, we would make our way to the Hell Pit.Stepping out of my office, I felt the need to look sharp, so I donned my tailored suit, a perfect fit that spoke of sophistication. I made my way to the parking lot where Carlo was already waiting by the car, practically vibrating with enthusiasm. "Boss, today’s the day! She’s finally coming back!" he exclaimed, his grin contagious.I raised an eyebrow, i
Sweet Mafia Protector Chapter 58
Meerah povI stood my ground, my gaze unwavering as it locked onto Father’s, the whip coiled in his grip like a venomous snake poised to strike at any moment. The air was thick with an almost electric tension, heavy with the weight of unspoken threats that loomed over us. I could sense the servants watching from the corners of the dimly lit room, their silent fear radiating like a palpable mist, but despite their anxious glances, I refused to back down. This was a pivotal moment, one where I could no longer remain the silent, obedient daughter. Not when I had finally summoned the courage to speak out for myself.“My place?” I echoed, my voice dripping with sarcasm as I steadied my racing heartbeat, the adrenaline coursing through my veins sharpening my resolve.“You mean the place you assigned to me? A place where I’m expected to be the dutiful daughter, quietly obeying your every order without question?” Each word I spoke was deliberately chosen, laced with bitterness, and I could se
Sweet Mafia Protector Chapter 57
Rebekah povI stood by the window, the cool night air barely seeping through the glass as I drew in a deep puff of my cigarette. The smoke curled upwards, twisting and twirling in ethereal patterns, mingling with the shadows that cloaked the room. Outside, the darkness was thick, punctuated only by the distant, flickering glow of streetlights, while my mind wrestled with a chaotic storm of thoughts, each one entwined with the next like a tangled ball of yarn.Lyra's face dominated my thoughts, a vivid montage of her bright smile, infectious laughter, and the haunting image of her tears streaming down her cheeks. I felt a tightening in my chest, an unshakeable premonition that a significant shift was looming on the horizon—an inevitable change that would alter everything. The turmoil inside me was like a tempest, swirling and growing more intense with each passing moment.I took another drag of my cigarette, savoring the rush of nicotine as it spread through my veins, desperately tryin
Sweet Mafia Protector Chapter 56
Marcello povSilence stretched between us like an elastic band ready to snap, the weight of it oppressive enough to constrict my breath. My heart hammered loudly in my chest, senses heightened to an almost unbearable level. Then, unexpectedly, the tension in my father's expression eased, his features softening as if a heavy burden had been lifted."Marcello, son," he spoke, his voice low and uncharacteristically gentle, a stark contrast to the earlier atmosphere. "What I desire is simply what’s best for you. I want you to find happiness."His words caught me off guard, a disarming twist that momentarily disrupted my composure. Happy? The question tugged at me like a puzzle piece that didn’t quite fit. I thought of Lyra, confined upstairs, and a pang of guilt washed over me. Was I truly happy? Did I even understand what that elusive feeling meant?I took another sip of my vodka, allowing the warmth to settle in my stomach, a brief distraction from the emotional whirlwind within. "I'm f
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