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Chapter Fourteen: The pieces Beneath the Surface
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2025-04-29 06:27:29
Jhumie_writesThis chapter marks a turning point, not just for Emilia, but for Lucien too. We see their walls beginning to crack. Fear, rage, guilt, and something neither of them fully understands yet: care. Lucien is no longer just the monster who bought her. He’s the man terrified of losing her. And Emilia, despite everything, is beginning to see the difference. Their bond is still fragile, still tangled in pain and distrust. But something powerful is building between them, something that neither bullets nor betrayal can erase. Thank you for reading! The slow-burn intensity is only just getting started.
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The conservatory was cold now.Not just from the storm outside, though that didn’t help, the glass roof trembled under the weight of the wind, and each crack of thunder rattled through her ribs. But the real cold was inside her. Settling deep in the pit of her chest. A frost that no fire could melt.Lucien had walked out and never looked back.Emilia didn’t blame him. She’d screamed at him. Called him a bastard. Told him she loved him in the same breath she accused him of becoming a monster.God, she had meant it.Every syllable. Every second. Every ache behind the words.But love wasn’t a shield here. It didn’t protect you. It didn’t soften the world, it sharpened it. And now, alone in the echo of her confession, Emilia felt something splinter.She pressed her palm against her chest, right over her heart, like she could contain it. Like she could force her body to stop remembering the way he looked at her. The way his voice had broken when he said she hadn’t lost him. The way his arm
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter One Hundred and Five: What To Die For
The house was too quiet now. The kind of silence that came after a fight that hadn’t really ended.Lucien didn’t look back when he walked out of the conservatory.He couldn’t.If he did, he wasn’t sure if he’d go back in to finish the argument, or fall to his knees in front of her.Her words rang louder than the echoes of Julio’s accusations:“Because I love you, you bastard!”She had said it like a curse. Like an anchor.She had said it like a confession and a threat all in one. Raw. Unfiltered. It hadn’t been soft. It hadn’t been sweet. It had been a scream in a burning room.Lucien’s jaw flexed as he moved through the dim corridor, boots silent against polished marble. The storm outside was growing louder, wind clawing at the shutters, thunder rolling low like the growl of a warning.His steps led him toward the armory wing, where Julio had set up a new control hub, tucked into the old wine cellar. Reinforced concrete. One way in, one way out. No windows.Perfect for paranoia.Lucie
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter One Hundred and Four: Weak Link
The estate was no longer quiet.It growled now, low and mean. Boots thundered across marble. New men filled the halls like wolves scenting blood. Every corner of the house bristled with eyes, weapons, suspicion.Lucien stood by the library window, jaw clenched as he watched another black SUV pull through the gates. Armored. Tinted windows. Reinforcements. Power players. People who didn’t need to knock.The council hadn’t sent word, they didn’t need to. They never did when the stakes were this high.Behind him, the room buzzed with voices and strategy, Julio murmuring orders to their lieutenants while two techs unpacked surveillance gear like it was holy scripture.“Three more arrived this morning,” Julio said without looking up. “Two from Marseille, one from Naples. All requested by the Upper Circle.”Lucien nodded stiffly.“House is on lockdown,” Julio continued. “No one leaves. No one enters. Not without biometric clearance and escort.”Lucien turned away from the window, face hard.
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter One Hundred and Three: The House That Bleeds
The house was too quiet.Not the comforting quiet of safety, but the brittle silence of a place holding its breath. Shadows seemed longer. Footsteps felt louder. And every corner Emilia turned, she swore she could feel eyes watching, not just from cameras or guards, but from within the walls themselves. The estate wasn’t home anymore.It was bleeding.And the worst part? She wasn’t sure if it was Lucien’s blood staining it… or hers.She sat on the edge of their bed, staring at the vent above. The one Lucien had pulled the camera from. A small, jagged hole remained where the dummy cover had been pried off. It gaped like a wound, raw and violating.Every touch they’d shared in this room. Every whispered word, every moan, every time she’d reached for him in the dark,?they’d been watched. Recorded. Maybe shared.She clenched her fists and stood.She couldn’t sit and feel violated anymore. She wouldn’t.Lucien had left earlier, mumbling something about command checks and signal reports. He
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter One Hundred And Two: A Knife at Our Backs
The door clicked shut behind him with finality. Locked. Not to trap her, God, never to trap her, but to seal them into a moment that could no longer be avoided.Emilia stood near the center of the room like a live wire, arms crossed, eyes burning with fury and fear. The chandelier light cast over her skin like porcelain, cracked and radiant.“You’re going to tell me everything,” she said, her voice steady, even as the pulse visibly fluttered at her throat. “No more half truths. No more locked doors. You promised me no more secrets.”Lucien dragged a hand over his jaw, stubble scratching against his palm. He hadn’t slept more than an hour in days. Not really. Not since Raul looked him in the eye and said, “He knew I pledged myself to you. He knew everything that goes on in your house.”Emilia waited. She always waited… until she didn’t.“I’m not protecting you to control you,” he said quietly. “I’m trying to keep you alive.”Her expression didn’t change. “Then stop treating me like glas
Sold To The Mafia Lord Chapter one hundred and one: Smoke Behind the Mirror
The silence in the Wolfe estate had changed.It wasn’t the peaceful quiet Emilia had grown used to, the kind laced with soft jazz from the parlor or the hum of distant voices in the kitchen. No, this silence had a shape to it. Heavy. Watchful. Like something coiled in the walls, waiting.She noticed it first when she entered the hallway that morning and caught two housekeepers murmuring near the staircase. They didn’t even try to hide it, just stopped mid-sentence and looked past her like she was a ghost. Or a grenade.“Do you need something?” she asked, trying to keep her voice neutral.They both shook their heads and walked away too quickly.The day went on like that. Glances. Awkward pauses. Locked doors that used to be open. Even lulu, who had never liked her but used to at least pretend, refused to meet her eyes when she brought Emilia’s lunch to the sunroom.Only Mateo greeted her with warmth.He passed her in the hallway with a nod and a quiet, “Señora,” offering a small, reassu
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