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CHAPTER 82: HATE AND OBSESSION
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Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 83: BACK AT THE CAGE
TRISTAN'S POV The world felt muted, distant. The only thing real was the invasive warmth deep inside me, a cloying, sticky presence that was both a memory and a current reality. I could feel it, a slow, humiliating trickle beginning its escape. Giovanni’s cum, branding me from the inside out. I squeezed my eyes shut, but the image of his triumphant face, flushed with climax, was seared onto the backs of my eyelids.I can’t believe this. I can’t believe I’m back here. More than a year of my life had been spent in this gilded cage, a living, breathing doll for Giovanni Sokolov. I had thought I’d escaped. I had thought one month of freedom were real. But all it took was one call, one jealous encounter, and here I was, back in his territory, my body once again his playground.The thought of Juliana, his fiancée, was a shard of glass in my gut. She was beautiful, poised, scheming, from a family as powerful as his own. She was his future. And I… I was the dirty secret he kept locked awa
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 82: HATE AND OBSESSION
GIOVANNI'S POVI stood there, my eyes fixed on Tristan's naked form, his body a canvas of pale skin and delicate curves, now marred by the restraints I'd imposed. My belt held his wrists firmly above his head, and my necktie, once a symbol of elegance, now served as a blindfold, concealing his eyes from the world. The sight should have been satisfying, a testament to my dominance, but my anger still simmered, a volatile cocktail of jealousy and betrayal."You think you can just walk away, Tristan?" I growled, my voice low and dangerous. "After everything, you dare to play the innocent?"He squirmed against the bed, his body taut with tension. "I did nothing wrong, Giovanni. You kicked me out, remember? I'm free to do as I please." His voice, usually so smooth and seductive, now carried a defiant edge.I took a step closer, my footsteps echoing on the hardwood floor. "Free? Is that what you think? You're bound to me, Tristan. Bound by more than just this belt." I gestured to the res
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 81: BLINDED BY JEALOUSY
GIOVANNI'S POVI’d thrown Tristan out of my life, out of my home, little more than a month ago. I told myself it was to ensure he wasn’t causing trouble, but deep down, I knew it was something far more primal, a sickening pull I couldn't sever.My jaw was aching, clenched so tight my molars protested. There he was, Tristan. My Tristan, or at least, the man I considered mine, laughing with another. He was taller than Tristan, broader, with a careless charm that grated on my nerves like fingernails on a chalkboard. Their hands brushed, a casual touch that sent a jolt of pure, unadulterated venom through my veins. Tristan laughed again, his head thrown back, that beautiful, melodic sound that used to grace only my ears. The sound that I missed more than I cared to admit.Condoms. For Tristan. With another man.A cold, hard knot formed in my gut, twisting tighter and tighter until it felt like a living thing. I’d kicked him out, yes. Hadn’t I? I’d told him to leave, to g
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 80: HIS FURY
TRISTAN'S POVThe fluorescent hum of the department store was a dull thrum against my ears, a familiar, innocuous backdrop to the mundane act of browsing. I was half-heartedly scanning a rack of plain white tees when a voice, laced with an unmistakable, playful drawl, cut through the quiet.“Hey, Tristan! Long time no see.”My hand froze on the fabric. My breath hitched. It was a voice I hadn’t heard in years, a voice that belonged to a chapter of my life I’d meticulously, painstakingly, tried to close. My heart, which had been a placid lake just moments before, began to thrum like a hummingbird’s wings. Trevor.Trevor. The one who had introduced me to the life of ‘Titan.’ The stage name, the persona, the dazzling, dangerous world of the spotlight and the whispered desires of strangers. A life I’d walked away from, or so I’d thought. I turned, slowly, a genuine smile finally lighting up my face, a rare sight these days. It wasn't just politeness; it was a complex wave of nostalgia, r
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 79: GREEN EYED MONSTER
GIOVANNI'S POVThe words, thick with a bitterness I hadn’t known he possessed, scraped against the lavish silence of the Sokolov Foyer.“I don’t need your money,” Tristan choked out, the words tasting like ash, even to me, though it was his mouth they passed through. His voice, usually steady, wavered, but I pushed through, finding a strength I didn’t know I possessed, a cold, hard resolve. “I don’t need the luxury you gave me. My freedom is enough.”With that, Tristan turned on his heel. He didn’t look back.I watched, frozen, as Tristan’s figure banished from the distance, shrinking with every determined stride down the long, gravel path leading away from the estate.A scoff bubbled up from my chest, sharp and derisive. Dumb. That’s what he was. Utterly, irrevocably dumb. He’d refused the money I’d offered, a king’s ransom meant to buy my peace, to put a neat, transactional end to this disgusting entanglement. His pride, he called it. I called it idiocy. I’d thought he’d be shamele
Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession CHAPTER 78: STARTING OVER AGAIN
TRISTAN'S POVGiovanni’s voice. It was a sound that had once held the power to soothe, to excite, to command. Now, it was a weapon. It kept ringing in my ears, cutting deeper with each echo, cold, devoid of any warmth or emotion. “Pack your things, Tristan. Get out of my house! A mistress’s son isn’t allowed to stay here. Not anymore.”My heart didn’t just break; it felt like it was carved out, leaving a hollow, bleeding cavity in my chest. He hated me. He truly hated me. So much that he couldn’t wait even a day, not even an hour, to kick me out. I stood there, rooted to the spot, trying to grasp the finality of his words, the sheer brutality of them, when my gaze fell upon Juliana.A smirk. A triumphant, venomous smirk played on her lips, her eyes glittering with a malicious satisfaction that made my stomach churn. She was basking in this. Every single line of her body exuded victory. She snaked her arm around Giovanni’s waist, pressing herself against him, leaning in closer, a cal
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