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Chapter 367

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SARAH

The sunlight brushed across my face, warm and soft. I blinked awake, my eyes adjusting to the light pouring through the long curtains. Everything was quiet. No birds. No movement. Just peace. I turned on my side, facing the window. The garden was still there, the one I started fixing. Flowers had started to push through the soil.

I sat up slowly, brushing my hair back. My legs were still sore from the night before. I wasn’t even sure when I fell asleep. Marco had held me for a while. I remembered that. Then nothing.

The door to the balcony slid open.

Marco stepped in, shirtless, his chain resting against his chest. He carried two cups of espresso. My lips curved into a soft smile without meaning to.

“You’re up early,” I said.

He walked toward me and kissed my forehead before handing me a cup. “Didn’t want you waking up alone.”

I took the cup, warm in my hands. “That’s sweet.”

He sat beside me on the bed. “I’ve got something planned for us today.”

I raised a brow. “Is this one of
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  • Owned By The Mafia Lord   Chapter 367

    SARAHThe sunlight brushed across my face, warm and soft. I blinked awake, my eyes adjusting to the light pouring through the long curtains. Everything was quiet. No birds. No movement. Just peace. I turned on my side, facing the window. The garden was still there, the one I started fixing. Flowers had started to push through the soil.I sat up slowly, brushing my hair back. My legs were still sore from the night before. I wasn’t even sure when I fell asleep. Marco had held me for a while. I remembered that. Then nothing.The door to the balcony slid open.Marco stepped in, shirtless, his chain resting against his chest. He carried two cups of espresso. My lips curved into a soft smile without meaning to.“You’re up early,” I said.He walked toward me and kissed my forehead before handing me a cup. “Didn’t want you waking up alone.”I took the cup, warm in my hands. “That’s sweet.”He sat beside me on the bed. “I’ve got something planned for us today.”I raised a brow. “Is this one of

  • Owned By The Mafia Lord   Chapter 366

    SARAHThe bed felt too wide. I reached over, hoping maybe he’d come in without me noticing. But his side was still empty. Cold.I opened my eyes fully. The room was dim, moonlight slipping through the curtains. I sat up, rubbing my hand down my face. I’d been waiting. I told myself I’d stay awake till he got back. I must’ve dozed off somewhere in the wait.He said it wouldn’t take long. Just something small to handle. Nothing big.I pulled the blanket around me tighter, but it didn’t help. The silence felt heavier than the night. I hated this part. The not knowing.Minutes passed. Maybe more. I gave up pretending I could lie still.I pushed the blanket off and swung my legs to the side. Marco’s shirt was still draped over the chair. I grabbed it and threw it on. I didn’t bother with slippers. I walked out.The hallway was quiet. Just the soft creak of the old wood as I stepped. When I reached the front door, I hesitated, then pulled it open.The guards looked up, straightening fast.“

  • Owned By The Mafia Lord   Chapter 365

    MARCOLight bled through the curtains. Pale, soft, warm. I opened my eyes to the sound of nothing. No chaos. No gunfire. Just peace.Sarah lay next to me, her back half turned, hair across the pillow like waves in the sheets. I shifted, leaned in, brushed the hair from her face. Soft. She breathed slow, lips parted, still in a dream somewhere. I kissed her on the forehead.Her eyes blinked open slow. She looked at me, voice still full of sleep.“Where you going today?”I sat up, reached for my watch on the nightstand.“Something I need to finish,” I said. “Something that’ll make us safe. For good.”She frowned. I saw it coming. Same look she gave every time I said I had “something to finish.” She didn’t ask more. Didn’t press. She knew by now if I didn’t say it, it was heavy.I reached to touch her cheek again. She turned her head away, gentle but firm. That part hurt more than any bullet I ever took.“I don’t like this,” she said.I stood, pulled on my shirt. “Come,” I said. “Let me

  • Owned By The Mafia Lord   Chapter 364

    MARCOThe whiskey burned just right tonight. I stood by the window in my study, glass in hand, watching the quiet street outside. The city never really slept, but my house had, for the first time in days, it was silent. No footsteps. No broken furniture. No shaking breaths from the woman I swore I’d protect.My phone buzzed. I didn’t even need to look. I already knew.“Package delivered. Ready when you are.”The Executioner never sent words unless it was done.I let out a long breath. Angelo was in our hands now.“He thought he could hurt what’s mine and get away with it,” I muttered, staring at the streetlamp flickering outside. “He really believed I wouldn’t come for him.”He didn’t just cross the line. He burned the line, pissed on it, and laughed while doing it.My mind wandered back to that night. The door hanging off the hinges. Shattered glass crunching under my boots. Sarah standing there in the middle of it all, barefoot, trembling, trying to pretend she wasn’t scared. Her vo

  • Owned By The Mafia Lord   Chapter 363

    EXECUTIONER Streets were dead. Not just quiet. Dead.No cars, no footsteps, not even a stray dog. Just that buzz from a busted streetlamp above me and the sound of my boots scraping the pavement. One of my gloves dangled from my fingers, damp with sweat and someone else’s panic. Other hand stayed tucked in my coat, fingers brushing the edge of the blade like it needed calming.I didn’t rush. No need. Vincenzo was already packed up and done. A quiet job. The way it should be. Left him laid out like some trash bag someone forgot to take out.Didn’t feel good. Didn’t feel bad either. Wasn’t about that.Enzo, Miguel, Vince.Three down.Only one name left.Angelo.The boss.Always the same story. The loudest one, the one barking orders while the others swing the bat. Thinks he’s untouchable till the walls close in and the floor drops. Then he starts to sweat.My phone buzzed. Burner. Black plastic. No number on the screen.I didn’t need a name.“Yeah,” I answered.Marco’s voice came in qu

  • Owned By The Mafia Lord   Chapter 362

    THIRD PERSONThe place felt hollow. No laughter, no music, no clinking bottles, no heels tapping across the tiles. Just air thick and stale. The blinds were halfway shut, slats of sunlight cutting across the floor like prison bars. It smelled like old smoke and sweat that didn’t wash out.Vincenzo woke slow, his body aching like he’d been hit by a truck. The blanket was bunched up at his feet. The couch creaked under him as he sat up. His mouth tasted like something died in it.He blinked a few times, let his eyes adjust. Nothing moved. No voices. No girls whispering, no giggles. No smell of perfume. Just dust in the air.His throat was dry. His chest felt tight.He looked over to the window. Angelo’s chair sat there. Still. Empty.No coffee mug on the sill. No half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray. Nothing.His heart thumped once, heavy.That chair? That was Angelo’s spot. First thing in the morning, every day. Like clockwork. Sit there, smoke in hand, black coffee, watching the stree

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