Pustaka
Cari
Beranda / Mafia / The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage / 151 – Next target

Share

151 – Next target

Penulis: Tamires Coelho
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-10 23:40:16

Tommaso walked toward the interrogation room, his steps echoing with steady force down the hallway, the capo following close behind.

When he pushed the door open, the room greeted them with a sharp crack. A lone bulb hung from the ceiling, swaying back and forth, throwing twisted shadows across the walls, as if it already sensed the violence about to unfold.

Tommaso entered first, his footsteps reverberating through the stillness while his gaze locked onto the two men chained to their chairs, seated side by side, waiting for the inevitable.

“You know why you’re here,” Tommaso stated, hearing the door snap shut behind him. “And you know we won’t repeat the questions.” He added the words as he stepped to the counter and dropped the folder onto it with a dry, unforgiving thud.

The two men didn’t answer. They remained rigid, with the calculated stillness of those who knew exactly what awaited them and preferred the suffocating silence over showing even a hint of weakness.

Tommaso began to
Lanjutkan membaca buku ini secara gratis
Pindai kode untuk mengunduh Aplikasi
Bab Terkunci
Bab sebelumnya Bab selanjutnya

Bab terbaru

  • The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage   170 – Part of the agreement

    Instantly, everything narrowed: the furious roar of the engine invaded his ears, the sharp screech of tires tore up the asphalt, and the suffocating sensation confirmed that impact seemed inevitable.The driver reacted with quick reflexes, turning the steering wheel sharply, and the car obeyed with a jolt, the tires screeching against the asphalt as the bodywork vibrated, swaying violently to the side as if escaping disaster by a hair's breadth.The seatbelt held their bodies against the seats, and Vittoria let out a sob as she felt the air escape from her chest, panic returning even before her body had recovered from the previous shock.The intruding vehicle sped forward uncontrollably, climbed the curb, and crashed violently into a pole, the impact echoing in a metallic crash that reverberated throughout the street.“Are you okay?” Vincenzo asked, holding Vittoria's face in his hands as the car slowed to a complete stop.Vittoria just nodded, her chest rising and falling with heavy

  • The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage   169 – The silent order

    Amid delicate caresses, lulled only by the steady sound of their breathing, the two ended up falling asleep together, enveloped in a comfortable and rare silence.The next morning, Vittoria woke up feeling heavy, with fatigue still present in every muscle, causing her to toss and turn in bed searching for a more comfortable position, unsuccessfully.Slowly, she opened her eyes, blinking a few times until the light that had already filled the room ceased to bother her, and when she finally managed to focus her vision, she noticed something that made her heart race immediately.Vincenzo's right hand rested on her belly, firm and serene, as if, in his sleep, he sought closeness without imagining how much that gesture meant to her.An unexpected emotion ran through Vittoria, so intense that she gasped for air for a moment.That touch, even if unconscious, carried an in-depth meaning for her, as if his body already recognized the life forming inside her even before the truth came to light.

  • The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage   168 – The perfect cover

    In a bar tucked away from Savoca’s center, Alfonso held his wineglass with a steady grip, his gaze hard and focused, as if every thought demanded absolute restraint.Cesare, by contrast, looked entirely at ease, lounging back in his chair while his attention drifted to the half-naked women weaving between the tables, serving drinks with practiced, provocative movements.“That brat is already making me lose my patience.” Alfonso said, his eyes narrowing, his expression tightening as he drew Cesare’s attention, the very mention sounding like a silent invitation to conspire.“We need to put an end to this problem—soon.” Cesare replied, losing focus halfway through the sentence when his gaze locked onto a waitress’s ass as she passed their table.“We need to stop filling our ranks with incompetents.” Alfonso snapped, irritation bleeding into every word. “Two of our men fell into their hands, and that idiot Fabrizio lost his position because he couldn’t rein in his ego. That only tells me

  • The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage   167 – A discarded rag

    Fabrizio walked slowly toward the bed, each step deliberate, like someone who took pleasure in stretching the moment—savoring fear before delivering the final blow.Antonella shrank further into herself, dragging the sheet up to her chest and clutching it tightly, as if that fragile fabric could somehow shield her from the threat closing in.With a sharp, brutal motion, he tore the sheet away and flung it to the floor, stripping it of any value beyond that of a discarded rag.His hand then closed violently around her throat, lifting her with such ease that she nearly collapsed to her knees on the mattress, her breath breaking under the merciless pressure, terror blazing in her eyes.Giuseppe remained silent, even controlling his breathing so as not to draw attention—or worse, Fabrizio’s rage—as though the slightest sound could become a fatal trigger.“You should already be dead, puttana,” Fabrizio murmured, each syllable slicing through the air as his grip tightened around her neck.A

  • The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage   166 – The privilege

    Vittoria agreed with a slight nod, even though, inside, she could only see the image of escape, the only way she believed they could live in peace, far from that world.“Running isn’t a sensible strategy, bella,” Vincenzo said, as if he were reading her thoughts. “If anything, if I die, my death would be your guaranteed way out.” He finished calmly, his voice stripped of emotion.“How dare you talk like that?” Vittoria snapped, her voice trembling between fury and pain. “I don’t want a freedom built on your coffin, Vincenzo. I want you beside me until we’re old and gray, not this sick obsession with leaving me alone in the world.”“I want that too.” He replied, setting the spoon aside with a firm motion. “But I’m a moving target, bella, and I drag you straight into the heart of danger.” His voice was lowered, controlled, and deliberate. “If they ever get what they’re planning, you won’t be hunted anymore. They only come after you because they know the fastest way to hurt me is by stri

  • The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage   165 – A little time

    Vittoria let out a faint smile at his—slightly excessive—protectiveness.Gently, she reached out and took the tray from his hands, preventing Vincenzo’s clumsy devotion from turning into a small disaster.“I’ve got it,” Vittoria said, even under his reproachful stare. “Don’t complain, Vincenzo—both my arms are free,” she added pointedly, asserting that he was the one who needed help now.Vincenzo arched an eyebrow, unable to hide his irritation, even though he knew she was right.“I admit that with one arm immobilized, some things are more complicated,” Vincenzo murmured, leaning dangerously close to her face. “But don’t be mistaken, Vittoria—when it comes to the things that truly matter, I’m still perfectly capable.”“Dio mio, Vincenzo, you’re a complete pervert,” she scolded him, letting out a light laugh that, for a moment, dissolved the heaviness lingering in the room.“I am not,” he shot back, grabbing the spoon from the tray with a triumphant air. “I was referring to feeding you

Bab Lainnya

Anda juga akan menyukai

Jelajahi dan baca novel bagus secara gratis
Akses gratis ke berbagai novel bagus di aplikasi GoodNovel. Unduh buku yang kamu suka dan baca di mana saja & kapan saja.
Baca buku gratis di Aplikasi
Pindai kode untuk membaca di Aplikasi
DMCA.com Protection Status