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In love with my mafia uncle Chapter 16
They spent the night entwined, whispers and touches filling the silence where fear had lived before. For the first time, Kiki felt the walls of her captivity blur, replaced by something dangerously close to tenderness. Morning sunlight crept through the curtains. Kiki stirred, her lashes fluttering open. Her heart nearly stopped. Eric lay beside her, still asleep, his arm draped protectively around her waist. She pressed a hand to her lips, memory flooding back. Her face flushed crimson. “I shouldn’t have drunk that wine in your study…” she whispered, trying to convince herself that maybe it had been the drink. That maybe she hadn’t meant every kiss, every touch, every surrender. But the truth burned in her chest. She had. And the way Eric’s hand tightened around her, even in sleep, made her wonder if he had too.When Eric woke up that morning, he didn’t linger. He didn’t touch her, didn’t even glance too long. Without a word, he slipped from the bed and left her roo
In love with my mafia uncle Chapter 15
The grand white mansion loomed over me like a silent monster, its beauty doing little to calm the storm raging in my chest. I followed Eric up the marble stairs, my footsteps trembling, echoing against the stone like tiny betrayals. The heavy doors swung open, and I stepped inside. The interior was no less intimidating—chandeliers dripping with crystals, polished marble floors reflecting golden lights, paintings of stern ancestors staring down from the walls. Everything screamed of power, wealth, and coldness. Eric walked ahead, his tall figure dominating the vast hall. I trailed behind, clutching the hem of my gown, my breaths shallow. “You’ll stay here now,” he said, his voice firm. “No running. No screaming. No foolishness.” I swallowed hard, nodding quickly. But as we passed through the corridor, something made me freeze. A painting—massive, bold—hung at the end of the hallway. It wasn’t like the others. This one showed a young man kneeling, his head bowed, while another
In love with my mafia uncle Chapter 14
My hands were freed first before the scarf was taken from my eyes. The ropes fell away, leaving my skin raw and red where they had bitten in for so long. A rush of air hit me, and then I was yanked up from where I had been tied to the cold, rusty metal rod. My knees were weak, trembling so badly I almost sank back down, but then— “I saw him.” The words slipped from my lips before I could stop them. My eyes widened as they finally adjusted to the dim light, and I saw the man they all called the boss. He was a giant of a man. His presence filled the room, as though even the walls leaned back to make space for him. Long, black hair fell past his shoulders in waves, and his face was carved in hard lines that looked as if they had been set there by years of power and command. His eyes—dark, fierce, and unyielding—locked on mine, piercing through me as if he were peeling away every secret I had ever hidden. My chest tightened. It felt like I had wronged him in another lifetime, like I
In love with my mafia uncle Chapter 13
There I was—bound and blindfolded, in the middle of nowhere. My wrists ached from the ropes, my eyes hidden behind a reddish scarf that smelled faintly of smoke and iron. I felt like a condemned soul in a story, but this was no story. This was real. I could only imagine how pitiful I looked—sitting there like a criminal on trial, yet guilty of nothing. The silence pressed against my ears until it roared like thunder, broken only by the rasp of my own breathing. The last memory I had before this nightmare was the library. It had been quiet, the quiet that makes you hear your thoughts. I had gone there searching for a mathematics book to solve an assignment. My eyes scanned dusty shelves, my hands tracing the spines of forgotten texts, when I heard it—voices. Whispers. At first, I thought maybe I wasn’t alone, that perhaps other students were studying late like me. Curiosity tugged at me, urging me closer, step by careful step, to hear what was being said. Then, like a dagger to my
In love with my mafia uncle Chapter 12
Time, they say, moves like a tide — quiet, constant, and unstoppable.It had been almost two years since Katrina stepped through the grand gates of the university, clutching her admission letter with trembling hands and eyes full of dreams.Now, she was twenty-one.Wiser, stronger, and more determined than ever.University life had shaped her in ways she hadn’t expected. Gone was the shy, uncertain girl who once lived under her mother’s careful gaze in the small town of Arilon. The Katrina who now walked through campus carried herself with quiet grace — calm, focused, and untouchably confident.She had become one of those students everyone knew about but few truly knew.Always at the top of her class. Always early to lectures. Always in the library, chasing excellence with a relentless heart.Her professors spoke highly of her; classmates whispered her name with admiration.To them, she was the girl who never failed.But beneath that calm brilliance was a girl who carried her mother’s
In love with my mafia uncle Chapter 11
Months slipped into years like pages fluttering in the wind. The small city that had once been the beginning of Victoria’s healing now stood as the backdrop of a new dawn — Katrina’s.The little girl who once clutched a broken doll beneath the almond tree had grown into a graceful young woman of twenty-one, full of life, brilliance, and quiet strength.Victoria often stood by the window of her bakery, watching her daughter walk down the street each morning — tall, confident, and radiant, the wind tugging gently at her long dark hair.Katrina was everything she had prayed for and more — disciplined, intelligent, and kind to everyone who crossed her path.It felt like just yesterday that she had started her first day of school, holding onto Victoria’s hand with nervous eyes. And now, she was preparing to leave for university — stepping into a world far beyond the reach of their little city.Her acceptance letter had arrived two months earlier, neatly folded inside an envelope that bore
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