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marked by the mafia alpha silent was no fun
The CanteenThe board hadn't changed in twenty minutes.Same notes. Same handwriting. Same words she'd been staring at since the lesson started without absorbing a single one of them. Lior sat at her desk and let her eyes point forward and thought about nothing that was in this classroom.She was done.She'd made a decision somewhere between waking up and arriving at school and the decision was simple — she was done sitting with this feeling and doing nothing about it. Done watching Keal be cold and distant and pretending that was fine. Done telling herself she didn't care about the distance when the distance was the only thing she'd been thinking about for days.She stood up.Walked out.The canteen was half full at this hour — people between classes, the lunch crowd not yet arrived. She heard him before she saw him. That specific low energy that gathered around Keal wherever he went, the particular frequency of a group of girls who had found what they were looking for and had no int
marked by the mafia alpha the mirror
The MirrorHis room was exactly as he'd left it.That was the thing about rooms — they didn't register what you'd been through. Same bed, same desk, same mirror on the wall reflecting a version of him that looked like he'd been through something and hadn't decided yet how to feel about it.Sol stood in front of it.Looked at himself for a long moment.The anger was there. He could see it in his own face — that tight jaw, that particular set of his eyes — and underneath it the other thing that refused to go away regardless of what Zaren said or didn't say. Both of them sitting in him at the same time, occupying the same chest, and he was done pretending they didn't.He looked at his own reflection."Fine." His voice came out quiet and certain. "You can't love me." He held his own gaze. "Then my love will be enough for both of us."The corner of his mouth pulled."But you don't get off that easily."He pulled off his shirt.The mirror showed him what Zaren had left behind — marks at his
marked by the mafia alpha I can't love you
Sol woke up slowly.The ceiling was wrong. Different height. Different color. Different quality of morning light coming through curtains that were never fully open.He lay there and let that land.Then the warmth beside him registered. The smell of the room. The particular silence that existed only in this space.Zarian's room.He didn't move. Just lay there with his eyes on the wrong ceiling and felt his body in a way he never had before. Not dramatically. Just — different. Settled. Like something that had been slightly off his whole life had been quietly corrected overnight and his bones were still adjusting to what right felt like.He turned his head.Zarian was on his phone. One hand scrolling. The other hand in Sol's hair. Slow. Absent. The particular touch of someone doing something without thinking about it. Like it was just — natural. Like Sol's head near his hand was simply where things were and his hand had made its own arrangement with that fact.Sol watched him for a momen
marked by the mafia alpha ruin me
ChapterZaren's eyes burned red.One hand shot out, fingers closing around Sol's wrist before he could move. The door slammed behind them.Then Zaren's mouth crashed into his.No warning. No hesitation. His tongue forced its way in, claiming, and his teeth caught Sol's bottom lip — a sharp bite that pulled a sound out of Sol before he could stop it. Sol's hands found Zaren's neck on instinct, pulling him closer, kissing back harder.Zaren's hands slid under his shirt.Sol's breath broke.Fingers worked over his skin, deliberate, knowing exactly where to press, and Sol moaned into his mouth, the sound swallowed between them. He bit back — caught Zaren's bottom lip, felt him groan, felt his hands tighten on Sol's waist like he was something to be held down.The shirt hit the floor.Zaren pulled back just enough to look at him. Red eyes, blazing, dragging down Sol's body and back up to his face.His voice came out low and rough."Repeat what you said."Sol held his gaze. "I said I want y
marked by the mafia alpha fuck me zaren
The house was completely quiet by eleven.Sol lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling and listened to it go quiet in stages — Amara's voice finally settling, footsteps stopping, doors closing one by one down the hall until the only sound left was the kind of silence that a full house made when everyone in it was finally still.He didn't sleep.Couldn't.He lay there and thought about seven days and Malik's voice in that classroom and the way Zaren had looked at him across the sitting room — that locked, immediate, finding-him-before-anything-else look — and at 11:47 he sat up.Didn't think about it.Didn't count.Just got up.The hall was dark.He walked it barefoot, the floor cool under his feet, and stopped outside Zaren's door and knocked twice before the part of him that managed things could catch up and talk him out of it.A beat of silence.Then the door opened.Zaren. Shirtless. Hair slightly pushed back like he'd been lying down without sleeping, which meant he'd been doing t
marked by the mafia alpha A courtesy call
Chapter — A Courtesy CallThe wine was almost gone.One glass left. She'd opened the bottle three hours ago when her mother left and the room went back to its particular quality of silence — the kind that existed only here, only in this dark, only with the heart beating its patient rhythm on the table beside her.She poured the last of it.Held the glass up in the dark like a toast to nothing in particular.Or perhaps to something very particular.Everything was moving. Every piece exactly where she'd placed it. Mei closing in from the east. The ceremony days away. The heart still beating. Zarian twenty years old and sitting in a pack house being prepared for a shift that was going to open him up in ways none of them were ready for.Twenty years of patience arriving all at once.She drank.Set the glass down.Looked at it for a moment — empty, clean, finished — and something settled in her expression. That quiet. That particular stillness that came over her when a decision had already
marked by the mafia alpha the lie
The drive home felt like driving to my own funeral.Every block. Every turn. Every red light. They all screamed at me. Cheater. Betrayer. Failure.My hands shook on the steering wheel. I gripped it tighter. Tried to stop the shaking. Couldn't.The parking garage was empty. Early morning. Most peopl
Last Updated : 2026-03-20marked by the mafia alpha girls night
Chapter 72: Girl's NightThe Bar - 9:47 PMAmara"You need to get out of that house."Rachel said it the moment she'd picked me up. No greeting. No small talk. Just that. Firm. Final.Now we sat in a booth. Dark corner. Loud music. The kind of bar where people came to forget. To disappear. To confe
Last Updated : 2026-03-26marked by the mafia alpha burning
After SchoolKeal was still smirking.That was the thing. Twenty minutes since school let out and the smirk hadn't moved — just sat on his face like it lived there, comfortable, unbothered, while Lior stared out the car window with her jaw wired shut and her hands folded so tight in her lap her knu
Last Updated : 2026-04-05marked by the mafia alpha the room
The RoomThe room was different.That was the first thing she noticed when she pushed the door open with her hip, tray balanced in both hands. No warm lighting. No soft rugs or framed things on the walls. Just dark wood, dark curtains pulled almost all the way shut, a single lamp throwing a low amb
Last Updated : 2026-04-05
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