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Chapter 40 - Rated R in every country
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I Saved the Mafia Boss—Now I'm His Obsession. Chapter 40 - Rated R in every country
Adriano ⫘☠︎︎⫘The car door opened and before I could even lift my dress to step out, his hand was already there, waiting for mine.I placed my fingers in his. My skin was trembling and I hoped he wouldn’t notice, but his hand swallowed mine. He stepped out first, tall and sharp in his black suit, jacket tailored within an inch of his life. When he adjusted the cuff of his sleeve, it was so smooth it looked choreographed. His jaw tightened for just a second before he turned, facing the cameras and the flashing lights like he’d done it a thousand times.Maybe he had and then, he smiled, and that smile. It was the kind you only see in magazines or movie trailers, the kind that's too perfect to be real. I couldn’t look away. Not from the way he stood, or the way the light hit the sharpness of his face, or the way the air around him shifted like it knew who he was. And somehow I was on his arm.I tried to stand still, tried not to breathe too hard or trip over my own feet. The slit in
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I Saved the Mafia Boss—Now I'm His Obsession. Chapter 38 - Selectively Monogamous
Adriano ⫘☠︎︎⫘ The second the heavy doors shut behind us, the old man’s voice hit like a brick. “I guess your little blackmail worked,” Dad muttered, already halfway to his desk. I dropped into the nearest leather chair, legs stretched out, boots up on the overpriced wood of his desk, “Of course it worked,” I said, “I sent it.” He let out that signature disappointed exhale, like every breath out of me was one more nail in his patience. Then he glanced at Vincenzo, looking for someone with a working brain. “We’re gonna set up a meeting with Rino,” he said, “We’ll return Deo... after Rino accepts our terms.” Vincenzo didn’t even blink at first, just raised both eyebrows, like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. I sat up fast, boots dropping to the floor with a thud. “Wait—what? We’re giving him back?” I asked, because there was no way in hell Vincenzo would agree to it, “He’s not just anyone, he’s their fucking underboss, Dad. We’re holding their spine in our fist and you wa
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I Saved the Mafia Boss—Now I'm His Obsession. Chapter 36 - Life-ruiningly stupid
Madeleine 𓎢𓎠𑄻𑄾𓎠𓎡 I sat on the stainless steel stool, one gloved hand gently bracing a very grumpy gray tabby named Junebug as she flicked her tail and made her displeasure loudly known to the room. “Watch the hind leg,” Professor Kline said, half-distracted as he passed behind me, “They’re quick when they want to be.” “I know, I know,” I murmured, more to Junebug than to him, “I’m not gonna hurt you, sweetheart. Just checking your pads. That’s all.” Her ear flicked as if in acknowledgment. The room buzzed with the sounds of clippers, conversations, and the occasional bark from the adjacent kennel room. My partner for the day, Samira, was focused on prepping the next set of nail trimming supplies, her black curls tucked into a tight bun, eyes narrowed in concentration. I should’ve been focused. I wanted to be. But my phone sat in the pocket of my scrub top. Every few minutes I imagined it vibrating. I imagined him messaging again. He hadn’t. Not since last night. Not s
I Saved the Mafia Boss—Now I'm His Obsession. Chapter 35 - Fly Me to the Moon
Adriano ⫘☠︎︎⫘ The thing about war is... it never starts with a bang. It starts with a decision. A second where you stop caring about consequence and start listening to that animal in your chest that’s been hungry for too long. Tonight, I fed it. We rolled up to the South Side Chicago at 2:03 AM, straight to the Lombardi warehouse in an unmarked black van, windows tinted darker. Luca sat across from me, silent like always, cleaning the barrel of his hk-416 with the devotion of a priest blessing a cross. Raphael tapped away on a burner phone like he was texting a lover. In a way, I guess he was, except her name was Code, and she always said yes. “Security feed?” I asked. Raphael didn’t look up, “Dead, we're ghost.” I smiled, “Let’s haunt.” The cold hit me first when I stepped out. The warehouse stood in front of us, this squat, concrete hulk of a building trying too hard to look invisible. Floodlights buzzed weakly overhead. One guard at the back, bald, six-foot-so
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