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Chapter 16: Your wife or Your Life
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2025-12-23 01:18:46
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Mafian Touch Chapter 54: We Don’t Strike Until I say so
The rain had slowed to a drizzle by the time they emerged from the warehouse. Ortega carried Luca in one arm while keeping his other hand firmly on Ravenna’s back. She held Luna tight against her chest, the boy’s small fingers twisted into her shirt like he’d never let go again. Their loyal men surrounded them in a tight formation, bodies still humming with adrenaline.“Home,” Ortega murmured into Ravenna’s hair as they climbed into the reinforced SUV. “No more detours. No more risks tonight.”Luca’s head rested heavy on his shoulder, his breathing finally evening out into exhausted sleep. Luna whispered, “Papá, the bad lady said you were gone forever,” and Ortega’s jaw clenched so hard Ravenna heard his teeth grind.“I will never be gone,” he vowed softly, meeting Ravenna’s eyes over their sons’ heads. “Not from you. Not from them. This ends tonight.”Ravenna leaned into him, her free hand sliding over his thigh, seeking the solid warmth that had grounded her through every storm. “We
Mafian Touch Chapter 53: Always Together
The storm outside broke with a crack of thunder, rain lashing the tall windows like accusatory fingers. Inside the mansion, the silence after Santiago’s call was heavier than the downpour.Ortega held Ravenna as if she might dissolve into nothing. Her sobs tore through him sharper than any blade he’d ever wielded. He could still smell their children on her; Luca’s strawberry shampoo, Luna’s faint scent of crayons and milk. The absence carved a hollow in his chest so vast he wondered if he could physically bleed from his heart.“We’re wasting time,” Ravenna whispered, pulling back just enough to look at him. Her eyes were swollen, red-rimmed, but something fierce flickered behind the tears. The same fire that had once made her stand against him in the beginning. “Every second they’re with that traitor could..."“I know.” Ortega’s voice was like gravel and broken glass. He wiped her cheeks with his thumbs, then pressed a hard kiss to her forehead. “I’m calling everyone in. No one sleep
Mafian Touch Chapter 52: No Trust in The Cartel
The morning light filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting a golden haze over their tangled bodies. Ortega hadn’t moved far from Ravenna all night. He kept her wrapped in his arms, still buried deep inside her even after they’d both drifted into exhausted, sated sleep. Now, as consciousness returned, he pressed soft kisses along her shoulder, his hand lazily stroking the curve of her hip.“You’re mine,” he murmured again, voice husky with lingering emotion. “Every inch of you.”Ravenna smiled, turning her face into his chest. “And you’re mine, Ortega Finally.”They lingered like that for a while; lazy touches, quiet laughter, the kind of peace that had returned after month that it had been stolen, after nearly a year of denial and danger. Eventually, the sounds of small feet pattering down the hallway pulled them apart with reluctant smiles.“Mamá! Papá!” came the bright voices of their twins five-year-old Luca and Luna. The door burst open and the children tumbled in, still
Mafian Touch Chapter 51: My Worship
9The tension in the room was unbearable—thick, electric, and alive. Every breath felt heavy, every second stretched taut like a wire about to snap. Ortega stood at the foot of the bed, shirtless, his chest rising and falling with barely restrained hunger. His dark eyes devoured Ravenna where she lay, hair spilled across the pillows, torn top barely clinging to her skin. The air between them crackled with everything unsaid, everything they’d denied themselves for far too long.He moved like a man possessed by devotion and desperation. Slowly. Deliberately. As if rushing would shatter the sacred weight of this moment. When he finally crawled over her, his body hovered just above hers, close enough that she could feel the heat rolling off him, but not yet touching. The anticipation was smothering deliciously, achingly so.“Ravenna,” he whispered, voice low and rough, like velvet dragged over gravel. His forehead pressed to hers, their breaths mingling. “Look at me.”She did. And the inte
Mafian Touch Chapter 50: How I missed this Body
The evening crawled slowly, Ravenna sat in solitude eyes fixed in space. No expression, no emotion just looking at nothing in particular. Every now and then one or both of the twin comes by to report the misdeeds of the other. Other times both came in to see her play with them. "Rose please take them in and put them to bed." The nanny noodeed without a word as she nudged the boys to go in. Whilst she tries to relax in the sofa the door flung open. And there he stood more ravishing than the last time she saw him. Yes it was only that morning he was gone for but something about him seemed different. Not that he had changed but that her body yern for his touch more eager than she had ever been.The door barely had time to close before Ortega’s hand found her wrist.Ravenna felt it immediately, that pull, that dangerous gravity she had never quite learned to resist. It wasn’t gentle. She was getting use to the roughness in which he handle her, to her it was sexy and appealing. It wasn’
Mafian Touch Chapter 49: Buried Feelings
The morning was quiet, not the peaceful kind of quiet Ravenna once enjoyed, but the kind that pressed against her ears and made her thoughts louder than they should be. Ortega had left early that morning, something about a “quick trip” he needed to handle. He hadn’t said much, but the way his lips lingered on her forehead told her it wasn’t something small. If really it was a quick trip then he probably would have sent one of his men.Ortega rarely took trips since she lost her memory. But now that she has regained her memories. He had to take care of the businesses he had abandoned to be there for almost a year.Ravenna sat in the living room staring into the empty space, her tea that Ortega had prepared for her that morning befpre he left untouched and already growing cold between her fingers. Her mind kept replaying the slap. The look on Matoe’s face… not anger, not shock… just Calm, the kind of calm that was irritating. The kind that was infuriating.The doorbell rang, at first sh
Mafian Touch Chapter 46: Ravenna's Memory and Ortega's Restraint
Here was Mariana somewhere in fhe city having fun with some crazy friends she laughed, unaware that the one thing protecting her had just shattered.Alright, let’s begin exactly where you want it.The hospital room was too white almost too quiet if not for the beeping sound that came from the monit
Mafian Touch Chapter 45: Flooded Memories
The rain started before Ravenna reached the front door of the mansion.It wasn’t heavy. It was just some light showers and whispering drizzle that coated the marble floors of Ortega’s estate in a dangerous sheen. The guards had retreated under the awning. The sky hung low and grey, as though it too
Mafian Touch Chapter 43: A Message to Don Pedro
Before Mariana could process what was happening. Ortega had chopped off his entire right arm."I am just letting you know that I did this for the fun of it back then. And when Ravenna came into my life, I wanted to be better, I wasn't trying to be a good man. I was only being a figure that she cou
Mafian Touch Chapter 42: I am Still Don Diego
Ortega left Ravenna's room only after saying his good nights to the kids. The door shut behind him, and all the tenderness he displayed earlier with Ravenna vanished like it had never been there. It was as though he peeled off the softness and replaced it with a stone-cold man.“Giaus, get Mariana
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