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Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 512
SARAHThe morning was gray and heavy. I woke up still in the same clothes from last night, the fabric wrinkled and sticking to my skin. My eyes burned, my head hurt, and for a second, I couldn’t remember what day it was. The rain hadn’t stopped. It beat against the windows, a dull sound that filled the silence of the room.Marco’s side of the bed was empty, cold. I turned toward it slowly, staring at the imprint where he used to sleep. The air smelled faintly of his cologne, the one he always wore after shaving. I sat up, rubbed my hands over my face, and tried to shake off the fog in my mind.The house was too quiet. No sound from downstairs. No footsteps. No coffee brewing. Just the rain and the ticking clock. I pushed my hair back, feeling a dull ache build behind my temples. He hadn’t come home. He hadn’t even called.I thought maybe he stayed at the office again, or maybe with Tony. I told myself not to think the worst. But the more I stared at the rain, the more uneasy I felt.W
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 511
SARAHThe house was too quiet. Even the rain outside sounded louder than usual, soft at first, then stronger, like it was pushing against the windows. The lights were low, only the dim glow from the hallway spilling faintly into the room. I lay there on the bed, staring at the ceiling, my eyes wide open. Sleep wasn’t coming. My mind refused to stop.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him again. The way he looked at me before telling me to go home. His voice had been calm, too calm, the kind that cut deeper than shouting ever could. It kept replaying, word for word, tone for tone. I couldn’t make it stop.The pillow under my cheek was damp. I’d cried more than I wanted to admit, the kind of crying that left my throat raw and my head aching. My chest felt tight, like I’d been holding my breath all night. The air was heavy, carrying the smell of rain and that faint trace of his cologne that still lingered on the sheets.The house felt too big tonight. Every sound echoed—the soft ticking
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 510
MARCOIt was past midnight, but I wasn’t ready to go home. The whole building was silent, the kind of quiet that made your thoughts louder. My tie was half undone, sleeves rolled up, a glass of whisky sweating beside my hand. The smell of it hung in the air, sharp and bitter.I sat behind my desk, staring at the papers spread open. Reports, numbers, updates.. none of it made sense anymore. My eyes kept drifting back to that moment earlier today. The look on Sarah’s face when I told her to leave. The way i didn’t let her argue, didn’t even let her try to explain. She just stood there, stunned. Like I’d ripped something out of her.I tried to shove it out of my head. She brought it on herself. She walked into something she didn’t understand and got burned. This business wasn’t made for soft hearts. I poured myself another drink and stared at it too long before swallowing it all in one go.The door opened quietly. Tony stepped in, a folder in hand. His face was tense, cautious. “No updat
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 509
SOFIAThe music was loud enough to make the floor thrum beneath my heels. The rooftop lights were golden, soft, making the whole place glow like it belonged to a dream. I sat in a velvet booth near the edge of the club, one leg crossed neatly over the other, a drink in my hand that looked too delicate for the kind of night I wanted.The girls around me laughed and leaned close to each other, the table already littered with glasses, empty bottles, and glittering ice. I barely spoke, but they didn’t seem to mind. They always filled the space for me—talking, gossiping, leaning in to hear my reactions. I didn’t need to perform. I only needed to be here.One of them raised her glass suddenly, her voice half-lost to the bass. “To the comeback of the year!”Laughter rippled around the table. I smiled, tilted my glass toward them, and said softly, “To winning.”They all clinked glasses, the sound sharp and quick like a gunshot. I took a sip, watching the bubbles rise in my drink. One of the w
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 508
THIRD PERSONThe door closed behind Sarah and the room fell quiet. The sound of her heels faded down the hallway, leaving only the hum of the air conditioner and the tension she’d left behind. Marco stood frozen, his hand gripping the edge of the desk, jaw tight. Tony lingered by the door, clearly torn between staying and disappearing.Sofia stayed still. She didn’t speak, didn’t move. She watched him instead, letting the silence sink in. This was the moment she’d been waiting for. The first real crack between them.Marco finally exhaled, a sound closer to a growl than a sigh. “Find out who accessed that shipment. I want everything. Logs, accounts, every trace.”Tony nodded fast. “I’ll get on it right away, boss. But whoever did this… they covered their tracks well. It’s clean. Too clean.”Marco’s hand dropped to the chair as he sat. His eyes looked tired, darker than usual. “It’s too clean,” he muttered again. “This wasn’t random.”Sofia took one slow step forward. “You’re right,” sh
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 507
SARAHThe room froze. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke.The screen still glowed in front of us, lighting the room in a sick, pale hue. Last edited by: Sarah De Luca. The words burned into my eyes, steady and cruel, like they had been waiting to destroy me.For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My whole body felt cold. It didn’t make sense. I hadn’t even opened that file. I hadn’t touched the system all day. My name shouldn’t have been there.I looked at Marco. He wasn’t saying anything. His face was hard, unreadable, but I could see the storm behind his eyes. His silence was worse than anger. It meant he didn’t know what to believe.“That’s not possible,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I didn’t do that. I swear, I didn’t—”Marco’s voice cut through the air like a blade. “The system doesn’t lie.”I froze. The way he said it—cold, distant—hurt more than anything.“Marco,” I started again, trying to steady my voice. “You know I’d never—”“Then explain it,” he said, jaw tight.“I can’t. Because I
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