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Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 448
THIRD PERSONThe first shot cracked the air so loud Sarah thought the world split open. She screamed as Marco staggered forward, his body jerking, his hand flying to his leg. A grunt tore from his throat, raw and deep, but he didn’t fall.“Marco!” her voice broke, high with fear.The man standing in the road didn’t move. His figure was only bait, a shadow meant to hold their eyes. From the corners, more men stepped out, guns glinting in the dim streetlights. They weren’t drunk punks or random thieves. Their movements were sharp, organized.Sarah’s stomach twisted. This wasn’t random.Marco’s voice tore through the air, sharp and commanding, so different from the warmth he had given her all night. “Get back in the car! Now, Sarah!”She froze, her body locked in place, but Marco shoved her with his free hand, forcing her back inside. His face was pale, his jaw set tight, his leg bleeding fast.“Stay low!” he barked again.Her hands trembled against the leather seat. She wanted to reach
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 447
SARAHThe band was still playing when I leaned back in my chair. The noise wasn’t as loud as before, more of a background hum while the night stretched on. Marco sat across from me, his glass half full, his face a little flushed from the wine. My cheeks felt hot too, and the room carried that buzz you only get when you’ve had just enough to loosen your guard. Not drunk, just light.My hand rested on the table, close enough to his that our fingers brushed. It was quick, accidental, but it sent a jolt through me. He smirked, like he knew exactly what he was doing, and lifted his glass.“One more bottle,” he said, motioning to the waiter.I groaned. “Marco, no. We’ve had enough.”He raised his brows, that stubborn expression settling on his face. “Tonight’s different. You don’t say no to me tonight.”“You’ll regret that in the morning,” I shot back, shaking my head.“I don’t get hangovers.”“Everyone gets hangovers.”“Not me.” His lips curved, smug. “Wine’s in my blood.”I laughed under
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 446
SARAHI stared at the ring like it didn’t belong in front of me. My mind froze, my body froze, even my breath refused to move. My chest felt tight, my throat too dry to swallow. The band kept playing, their soft tune wrapping the whole restaurant in warmth, but all I could see was that ring in Marco’s hand. My lips parted, but nothing came out.“Breathe,” Marco said softly. His voice was steady, calm, like he knew exactly what was happening inside me. He leaned closer, his eyes locked on mine. “It’s just us here, Sarah. No one else. Just us.”The words broke through me. My chest shook as I tried to pull in air. I forced my lips to move, but the word clung to my throat.“Okay…” It came out like a broken whisper, barely there. My hands trembled in my lap, and I couldn’t stop staring at him.Relief crossed his face, so clear it almost hurt to see. His shoulders eased, his jaw softened, and for a second he looked like a man who had been holding his breath for too long.I blinked fast, fig
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 445
SARAHI woke from my nap with a kind of excitement I hadn’t felt in a long time. It almost reminded me of being younger, when the thought of going out with someone special made my stomach twist. I sat up slowly, brushing the sleep off my face, and my eyes drifted toward the box that held the dress Marco had brought back from his trip.I opened it carefully, almost nervous. The dress was elegant, nothing flashy, but it had a cut and a color that felt made for me. I held it against myself, smiling without meaning to. When I slipped it on and stood before the mirror, I almost didn’t believe it was me. The fabric hugged me perfectly, soft against my skin. I adjusted the straps and smoothed it down, staring at the way it fit like it had been waiting for me.The jewelry box sat on the dresser, still where Marco had placed it. I opened it and picked up the necklace first, fastening it around my neck. It shimmered under the light, delicate but strong. I added the earrings, then the bracelet,
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 444
MARCOThe jet slowed as it hit the runway, the wheels humming hard against the ground before the plane settled into a smooth roll. I leaned back in my seat, my eyes on the window. New York stretched out beyond the glass, gray and alive, the same city that never gave a man a break. It felt heavy, like always, but familiar.The seatbelt light blinked off. I stood first, straightening my jacket, making sure my suit was in place. My face stayed calm, unreadable. The past three days sat heavy in my chest, but none of it showed.The stairs lowered with a hiss. I stepped down steady, my shoes hitting the metal, the cold air cutting sharp as I reached the ground.Tony and Petrov waited by the black car, both standing like soldiers. Tony’s broad frame carried the look of someone restless, hungry to move again. Petrov stood quieter, his sharp eyes scanning everything around him, the way he always did.Behind me, Sofia came down the steps. Her heels clicked against the stairs, her stride smooth,
Owned By The Mafia Lord Chapter 443
SOFIAThe jet hummed steady, a low sound that filled the cabin, but between us, silence ruled. I sat with my back straight, legs crossed, every inch of me put together. The dress, the heels, the cut of the jacket—nothing was random. Every detail was chosen to remind him of who I was. What I was. What I had been to him once.But Marco didn’t look at me. Not once. His head stayed bent over his papers, phone in one hand, pen in the other. He scribbled notes, flipped pages, shifted through numbers as if I didn’t exist.The coldness of it pressed into my chest, sharper than I wanted to admit.I tilted my chin slightly, studying him. His jaw was tight, his focus exact, his movements clean. He looked like a man carved from steel. But I knew better. I had felt the heat in him the night before, felt his hands on my waist, his mouth answering mine before he pulled away. He wanted me. He had wanted me. That kind of desire didn’t disappear just because he forced it back.The silence stretched. I
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