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CHAPTER 38

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Helena was sleeping in my arms.

Her body was partially draped over mine, her head resting on my chest, her soft breathing warming my shirt.

I remained still.

Not daring to move.

Afraid of waking her.

The dim light from the bedside lamp illuminated the room, creating soft shadows on the walls. The silence was deep, broken only by her breathingโ€ฆ and the sound of my own heartbeat.

I had never gone through something like this.

Never.

Women had shared my bed before.

But n
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  • MAFIA PROPERTYย ย ย CHAPTER 43

    ๐๐Ž๐• ๐‡๐„๐‹๐„๐๐€I was tired.Tired of smiling.Tired of pretending.Tired of being introduced as if I were an object.โ€œMy wife.โ€โ€œHelena.โ€โ€œNewly married.โ€The words were repeated.Like a rehearsed script.As if I werenโ€™t there.As if I were just another accessory displayed beside Dom Vittorio.People smiling.Evaluating me.Watching me.Some with curiosity.Others have too much interest.Lingering stares.Fake smiles.Overly polite greetings.And Dom Vittorioโ€™s hand never left my waist.Heavy.Possessive.His fingers pressed into my skin, as if making it clear to everyone that I belonged to him.I felt nauseous.But I kept smiling.Because I knewโ€ฆIf I stopped, I would pay for it later.I tried to keep my breathing calm.Tried to ignore the discomfort.I tried not to think about how exposed I felt in that dress.I tried not to think about how much I wanted to leave.My mind, involuntarily, searched for him.Alessandro.Even without meaning to, my eyes scanned the room.Searching.

  • MAFIA PROPERTYย ย ย CHAPTER 42

    ๐๐Ž๐• ๐€๐‹๐„๐’๐’๐€๐๐ƒ๐‘๐ŽBruno grabbed my arm hard.I didnโ€™t resist.I could still feel the blood pulsing through my veins.The adrenaline.The anger.Her image.Always her.We entered an empty room, and Bruno shut the door forcefully.โ€œWhat the hell was that, Alessandro?โ€I ran my hands over my face.Blood.There was still blood on my fingers.The red contrasted with my skin, with the sleeve of my suit, and with the coldness I always carried.I ran a hand through my hair, trying to calm down.But my breathing was still heavy.My entire body is tense.The violence still vibrates in my muscles.โ€œYou killed a man in the middle of a mafia event!โ€ Bruno continued, incredulous. โ€œYou never do that! You never lose control like that!โ€I didnโ€™t answer.My mind was still in the hall.In her gaze.Frightened.Eyes wide.Short breaths.That image hit me harder than anything else.The last thing I wanted in the worldโ€ฆWas to frighten Helena.My jaw tightened.I would rather she feared anyone.A

  • MAFIA PROPERTYย ย ย CHAPTER 41

    ๐๐Ž๐• ๐€๐‹๐„๐’๐’๐€๐๐ƒ๐‘๐ŽI could still feel her warmth.Even hours later.Even there, in the middle of that event filled with voices, fake laughter, and dangerous staresโ€ฆ my mind kept returning to her room.To the moment I almost kissed her.My jaw tightened at the memory.Her eyes.Her faltering breath.The closeness.I had been just a few centimeters away.Very few.If someone hadnโ€™t passed through the hallwayโ€ฆI would have crossed that line.And I knew.I knew exactly what would happen afterward.If I kissed herโ€ฆI wouldnโ€™t be able to control myself anymore.I wouldnโ€™t be able to keep my distance.I wouldnโ€™t be able to pretend it was only protection.It would become something bigger.More intense.More dangerous.And Helena was already in too much danger.Crossing that line meant war.With my father.With the mafia.With everything.And even soโ€ฆPart of me wished I had crossed it.I took a deep breath and brought the glass of whiskey to my lips.The liquid burned as it went down

  • MAFIA PROPERTYย ย ย CHAPTER 40

    ๐๐Ž๐• ๐‡๐„๐‹๐„๐๐€The day passed slowly.Dragging.Heavy.I tried to read.Tried to rest.I tried to distract myself.But my mind always returned to the same place.Alessandro.To the warmth of his body.To the safety I felt.To the way he watched me.To the way he protected me.I sighed, sitting in the armchair near the window.It was strange.I barely knew him.And yet, he was the one I kept thinking about.He was where my mind found some kind of comfort.I closed my eyes for a moment.But I was interrupted by a soft knock on the door.My body immediately tensed.โ€œCome inโ€ฆโ€ I murmured.The housekeeper opened the door and entered with her usual neutral posture. In her hands, there was an elegant black box.My stomach twisted.I already knew.โ€œOrders from the Don,โ€ she said, placing the box on the bed. โ€œYou must be ready at eight oโ€™clock.โ€My heart tightened.โ€œAre we going out?โ€โ€œA large event will take place tonight.โ€My breathing grew shorter.An event.That meantโ€ฆPeople.Mafia.

  • MAFIA PROPERTYย ย ย CHAPTER 39

    ๐๐Ž๐• ๐‡๐„๐‹๐„๐๐€The door closed silently behind Alessandro.I remained still on the bed.The room still seemed filled with his presence.The pillow still held his warmth.My skin still remembered his touch.My heartโ€ฆ was still beating fast.The noises in the hallway continued.Footsteps.Voices.Movement throughout the house.He had left just in time.If someone had seen him thereโ€ฆ everything would have been lost.But stillโ€ฆWhen I realized he had truly goneโ€ฆI felt a strange emptiness.As if something had been pulled away from me.I took a deep breath and ran a hand over my face.My heart took a while to slow down.Then I leaned back against the headboard.And, for the first time since waking upโ€ฆI allowed myself to think.To think about him.To think about everything.It was strange.Very strange.Because I felt safe.Safe beside a man I barely knew.Safe beside the son of the man I feared the most.My throat tightened.How was that possible?How could father and son be so diffe

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