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I’m coming home

ผู้เขียน: Eunice. A. Apo
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-02-28 23:58:32

Lucien’s POV

Stacks of documents cover my desk, with pages of report, receipts…everything confirming what I already suspected.

That Kendall didn’t just extort Vincenzo or my father—he’d been pushing other mob families too, forcing them to give him large sums of money to escape the law.

Not a bad business.

But I hate being extorted. And stolen from.

Which means he has to pay up.

I sit back slowly, tapping my fingers on the edge of the chair as I wait. The knock comes moments later

“Enter
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    Lucien’s POVI dial Jamie’s number again as I get off the highway, minutes into Maya’s neighborhood. “Have you found her?” My voice feels raw, scraped against my throat. “Yes,” he says, relief in his voice. “I just pulled into the gas station. I can see her now. She—” he pauses. “She’s with Adrianna. They’re both safe.” My shoulders tremble, strength leaving me for a moment as air rushes out of my lungs. My grip falters as I gulp in a shaky breath. “Good,” I whisper. “Guard them with your life, Jamie.” “I will,” he says briskly. “A sedan,” he adds. “She says it was a sedan trailing her. A brown sedan. She didn’t catch the full plate numbers.” He gives me a couple digits. “Do you want to…speak to her directly?” My breath catches. My chest squeezes. I do. I desperately want to hear her voice. “No,” I shake my head. “Keep them safe.” I end the call before I can change my mind. I need to keep my distance. If I hear her voice, I might break my promise. I tuck my phone into my pocket

  • Running From The Mafia CEO   Racing Against Time II

    Lucien’s POV My phone rings. I turn it over without a glance, putting the shrill sound out of my head. I turn to my father again, my hands behind my back and my voice thin with frail patience. “Your son,” I tell him. “You severely underestimated him.” “You,” I laugh wryly, “thought he needed my help. That he was almost as useless as Antonio, but it turns out that he’d been stealing from you all along. How did it make you feel?” He stares at me. “Disappointed, I’m sure,” I answer for him. I take a step closer to his chair. “He and I had a chat. He was more than willing to put a bullet through your head to take over the company.” My father turns pale.“I wonder if Antonio feels the same way,” I say, rubbing my chin. “I mean,” I chuckle dryly, my shoulders shaking with genuine mirth, “you basically cut him off. And now he’s married to a woman more ambitious than he ever was.” I stop when I can smell the sick on his warm breath, leaning over. “What do you think,” I whisper, “he’ll

  • Running From The Mafia CEO   Racing against time

    Maya’s POV“Mummy?”“Mm?”I pull my eyes away from the window and turn back to her, forcing a small smile onto my face. “Yes, baby?”Adrianna studies me for a moment, her lips pursing thoughtfully as she tilts her head. “Are you okay?”“Me?” I let out a light laugh, shaking my head as if the idea itself is ridiculous. “I’m fine.”Her expression doesn’t change. If anything, the concern in her eyes deepens.“You took my bag and gave me yours,” she says, lifting the strap of the purse hanging awkwardly off her small shoulder like evidence in a trial.I glance down at it.Right.“And you walked into the wrong class to look for me,” she continues, counting each point off on her fingers with careful seriousness.“That was just a mistake,” I say quickly. “You’re early too,” she adds, lifting another finger. “You’re never early.”“I’m never late either, am I?” I say, letting out a small laugh as I try to lighten the moment. It doesn’t work. “Okay,” I clear my throat, like I’m abo

  • Running From The Mafia CEO   A stab to the chest.

    Lucien’s POV I’m seated alone when Jamie rushes into the building, the sound of his boots heavy on the ground. “Lucien!” he yells my name, out of breath. He stops when he gets to the table, glancing around. He spots the trail of blood leading away from the table. “Did you kill him?” He exhales heavily, running his fingers through his hair. “I know he’s a monster and all, but if you killed your brother—” I give him a side glance that stops his ramble. “Would you rather I let him walk away? To try a second time?” “We don’t know if it was him. The substitute teacher couldn’t identify the man properly or recall any distinguishing features because it was rush hour. She had to deal with the kids and a few parents.” He drops into a chair. “It might’ve been the agent. He might’ve wanted her as leverage. A bargaining tool.” “For what?” Jamie purses his lips for a moment. “His freedom? He knows you’re after him, and I doubt your brother…” he trails off, staring at me. I rub my

  • Running From The Mafia CEO   A single warning

    Lucien’s POV I’m out of my chair, my fingers wrapped around his neck, before I realize I’ve stood up. “Don’t you dare,” I snarl, glaring down at him. “Don’t you fucking dare.” Salvatore grins, staring at me as his face turns red, my fingernails digging into his skin. “Go ahead,” he taunts me still, choking on his words. I hear footsteps hurrying towards us, but I don’t move. I want to choke the life from his eyes and repeat the process as many times as it takes to drain every bit of hope from him. Guns cock, safeties going off. Salvatore raises a hand, holding them off. He turns back to me. “Kill me,” he hisses. “Do it. I’ve always known you wanted to. Even when–” he stops when my thumb presses into the side of his neck, cutting off his air. My blood runs hot, and I see rage. Nothing but white, hot rage. My fingernails sink into his carotid artery as my jaw grinds. “Maybe I will,” I chuckle under my breath. “Maybe I should do the world a favor and finish you off.” The smu

  • Running From The Mafia CEO   Your Little Bastard

    Lucien’s POVI’ve been waiting for this meeting for three days.Not because I wanted it. But because once I saw his face outside that building — once my jaw dropped in the back of that car and the pieces rearranged themselves into something uglier than I’d prepared for — I knew it was coming. He wasn’t going to keep moves in the dark. It wasn’t his style. So I reached out first. I’m already seated when he arrives.The restaurant is closed. I made sure of that. Neutral ground, no audience, no staff lingering within earshot.Salvatore walks in like he owns the floor beneath him. He always did. Even as a boy, he moved through rooms like he was taking inventory. Like everything in his line of sight was already his and he was simply confirming it.He looks older. Harder. He adjusts his cuff as he pulls out the chair across from me and sits without being invited.“Brother,” he says.“Salvatore.”He smiles. It doesn’t reach anything. “You look well. Prison agreed with you.”“You’d know m

  • Running From The Mafia CEO   Contracts and Distractions

    The next evening comes back quicker than expected and I get a message from Jamie as I step out of a meeting. “Louvre Hotel. 7pm.”I swipe down on my screen, checking the time. 6:30 pm. “Thirty minutes,” I mumble. I deliberate on postponing it, but my hesitation only lasts a couple seconds. Better

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  • Running From The Mafia CEO   Getting closer to the Enemy

    Maya “Maybe he’s not so terrible after all. I mean…” Andrew clears his throat with an awkward chuckle, his eyes flicking to the rearview mirror. “I figured there had to be a reason they brought in a relative instead of one of the biological sons.”I purse my lips and let out a small, frustrated br

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  • Running From The Mafia CEO   Tough Choices

    Maya The boot hits the floor with a thud and I feel another of my patience slip away. I bite my tongue, swallowing down my frustration as I straighten from my crouch. “Woah,” I mutter as the ground tilts, reaching out with a hand to the wall to steady myself. I close my eyes for a moment, shake m

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  • Running From The Mafia CEO   Testing the Waters II

    “Sure,” she nods. “It’s fine.”“Jenna,” I murmur as I brace my hands on either side of my chair, my fingers stretching over the edge of the armrests. It doesn’t feel the same. Even when she said her name was Elena, it tasted odd on my tongue, like something was missing. Now, Maya—that fits. Warm,

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