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Bigger Problems

Author: Mk Ãy
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-19 00:04:17

The club was alive tonight. The bass from the main floor rolled through the walls like thunder, the steady beat echoing in Barry’s chest the moment he stepped in.

Neon lights flashed outside the tinted windows, painting the hallway in shifting shades of red and blue. His men, already lined up near the entrance of the private lounge, straightened as he walked past.

“Don.” one of them greeted with a small nod.

Barry didn’t waste words. A short hum left his throat, his sharp gaze sweeping over the group before he pushed the door to the lounge open.

The thick smell of cigars and whiskey hung in the air. A low light glowed from the chandelier, dim enough to hide secrets but strong enough to catch every twitch, every movement.

Dean was already there, sitting in the corner of the leather booth with a glass of scotch in hand.

Dean lifted his glass slightly when Barry walked in. “You took your time.”

Barry slid into the seat across from him, his movements smooth, calculated. “I was watching
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  • Mafia's Captive Desire    You Like Her?

    Lucy woke to the sound of birds and sunlight sneaking past the curtains. For a moment, she didn’t move. The memory of last night came rushing back, his lips, his hands, the way her heart had almost burst through her chest.Her stomach twisted. She sat up quickly, dragging a hand through her hair as if that would erase the memory. It didn’t.Her reflection in the mirror wasn’t helping either. Her cheeks still carried a faint color, and her lips looked… different. Softer. She let out a shaky laugh. “Get a grip, Lucy,” she muttered, pulling her hair into a messy bun.She dressed faster than usual, trying not to think, trying not to feel. But her heart didn’t seem to care what her brain wanted. It beat a little faster with every step down the hall.When she reached the dining room, the smell of coffee hit her first, warm, rich, familiar. Julia was already there, sitting at the end of the long table, tapping away on her phone. She looked up with a bright smile.“Morning, Lucy! You’re up ea

  • Mafia's Captive Desire    Her

    Barry stayed where he was long after Lucy’s footsteps faded down the hall. The night had gone quiet again, except for the faint rustle of leaves below and the steady thud of his heartbeat in his chest.He dragged in a slow breath, his hand still resting on the railing where she’d stood moments ago. The cool metal bit against his skin, grounding him, but it did nothing to calm the storm in his head.He could still taste her.Still feel the warmth of her mouth, the softness that had undone him in one second.He clenched his jaw, staring out into the garden, trying to steady his breathing. The moonlight stretched across the grass, silver and calm, a cruel contrast to the chaos inside him.He shouldn’t have kissed her.He’d told himself that again and again, but the truth burned through every excuse, he’d wanted her from the start. Every argument, every training session, every moment she’d met his sharp words with stubborn eyes had chipped away at his control until there was nothing left.

  • Mafia's Captive Desire    When Restraint Shattered

    NEXT DAY: NIGHTThe mansion had gone quiet for the night. Most of the lights were out except for the faint golden glow spilling from the hallway sconces. Lucy walked slowly, barefoot, her feet silent against the cool marble floor. Her hair was still damp from her shower, the ends brushing her shoulders and leaving tiny drops on the collar of her soft nightshirt.Training had been tough today, but she pulled through. Barry hadn’t yelled as much, maybe because she was finally getting better. Her arms still ached from all the drills, and her wrist throbbed a little beneath the thin bandage he’d wrapped the night before. But deep down, she felt proud of herself. For once, she hadn’t tripped, panicked, or messed up too badly.Still, she couldn’t stop thinking about him.The way he’d watched her in silence when she landed a perfect strike. The faint lift of his brows, that quiet nod of approval that had somehow felt like the biggest reward. And later, when he’d walked past her, his fingers

  • Mafia's Captive Desire    It Matters

    Barry closed the door behind him, but for a long moment, he didn’t move.He stood in the dim hallway, his hand still resting on the doorknob, staring at the floor. The soft hum of the night filled the silence, the faint ticking of the clock down the corridor, the wind brushing past the windows, the distant sound of a door creaking somewhere below.He shouldn’t have gone in there.He shouldn’t have touched her.And yet, he could still feel it, the soft warmth of her skin beneath his hand, the tiny tremor that ran through her when he’d pressed the cotton against her bruise. The look in her eyes… uncertain, but trusting. It had shaken something loose inside him that he didn’t know how to put back together.He exhaled sharply, dragging a hand over his face.He’d been through far worse things in his life, bullets, betrayals, loss, but one woman with soft eyes and quiet words was somehow testing his limits more than any of that ever had.Barry turned and began to walk, his boots soundless

  • Mafia's Captive Desire    The Bruise

    By the time they reached Barry’s mansion, the sun was already sliding low behind the trees. The car rolled through the gates, the guards at the entrance snapping to attention. Lucy sat in the back seat beside Julia, her head resting against the window. Every muscle in her body ached.Julia yawned, stretching her arms lazily. “You did better today, Lucy. He didn’t yell at you as much.”Lucy smiled faintly. “That’s one way to measure progress.”Julia laughed. “Hey, for Barry, that’s a compliment.”As the car stopped in front of the wide steps, Lucy rubbed her wrist absently. A dull ache throbbed beneath her skin. When she rolled up her sleeve, she saw the faint purple mark blooming across the side of her arm, right where Barry had caught her.Julia’s eyes caught it instantly. “Ouch. That looks nasty.”“It’s fine,” Lucy muttered, tugging the sleeve back down. “I probably just bruised it during training.”“Or maybe when a certain someone decided to grab you like an action hero,” Julia tea

  • Mafia's Captive Desire    You Didn't Fall

    The training ground stretched wide before them. Julia stepped forward first, stretching her arms and rolling her shoulders. “Alright,” she said, glancing back at Lucy with a grin. “Try not to fall on your face this time.”Lucy let out a breath that was half laugh, half sigh. “Thanks for the confidence.”Julia smirked. “I mean it in a loving way.”Barry’s voice cut across the space, deep and steady. “Enough talking. Let’s begin.”Lucy swallowed hard. His tone carried no emotion, but when her eyes flicked toward him, he was watching her. Just her.“Start with footwork,” he ordered. “If you can’t keep your balance, you’ll be useless in a fight.”Julia nodded and dropped into a stance, moving with confidence. Lucy tried to copy her, her boots scraping against the dirt. Her body still ached from the last session, but she pushed through it, reminding herself not to give in.Left step, right step, pivot, she stumbled slightly.Julia chuckled. “Easy there. You’re not dancing.”Lucy shot her a

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