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The morning came with a quiet that felt wrong. Even after last night, the mansion seemed to hold its breath, as if the walls themselves were waiting for something to happen. I moved cautiously through the halls, every step deliberate, every sound magnified in my ears.

Dante appeared in the doorway of the main hall like he always did—calm, unshakable, a presence that made the air heavier. I stopped, suddenly aware of how exposed I felt in my simple clothes, hair loose, hands empty. He didn’t
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  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The Line You Cross

    I couldn’t sleep. Not after everything. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it again. The blood. The bodies. The way Dante moved like it was nothing—like death was just another decision he made without hesitation. And the worst part? I understood it. And that terrified me more than anything. I turned in the bed, staring at the ceiling, my heart still restless, my mind refusing to slow down. The house was quiet again like it was pretending nothing had happened. Like it wasn’t still breathing danger into every corner. I exhaled slowly and sat up. Something felt wrong. Not the obvious kind of wrong. Not alarms or shouting but something deeper. Like a feeling crawling under my skin. I slipped out of bed and walked toward the window. The night stretched outside—dark, endless, watching. Then my phone buzzed. I froze. Slowly, I turned back toward the bed. The screen lit up. Unknown number. My pulse quickened. For a second, I hesitated. Then I picked it up. Unknown: You’re runni

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    After the Blood

    The silence after chaos was worse than the chaos itself. At least during the attack, there had been noise—gunshots, shouting, movement. Something to focus on. Something to react to. Now? Nothing. Just the aftermath. I stood in the middle of the hall, my body still frozen, my mind struggling to catch up with everything that had just happened. The smell hit me first. Metallic. Heavy. Blood. It clung to the air, thick and suffocating, like it refused to leave. My stomach turned. I swallowed hard, forcing myself not to look down again, but it was impossible. Bodies. Some covered. Some not. Men who had been alive just minutes ago… gone. Just like that. My chest tightened painfully. This wasn’t a story. This wasn’t something distant or unreal. This was right in front of me, and I was standing in the middle of it. “Elena.” My name broke through the haze. I didn’t respond immediately. I couldn’t. Not yet. Footsteps approached—slow, measured, familiar. “You need to come with me,” Dante

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    The Threat Escalates

    I knew something was coming. You don’t spend enough time in Dante’s world without learning how to read the signs. The tension. The silence. The way everyone moved like they were waiting for a signal. It wasn’t over. Not even close. And tonight it finally broke. It started with the alarms. Sharp. Piercing. Violent. They tore through the mansion like a warning straight from hell. I shot up from the bed, my heart slamming violently against my chest. “What—?” The door burst open it was one of the guards. “Miss Rossi, stay inside—” A gunshot cut him off loud. Too close. My blood ran cold. Everything happened at once after that. Shouting, footsteps, more gunshots. Chaos. Real chaos. Not the quiet kind I had gotten used to. Not the controlled danger Dante carried like a weapon. This was different. I didn’t stay in my room. I couldn’t. Not when it sounded like the entire mansion was under attack. I stepped into the hallway and immediately ducked as another gunshot rang out. It

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    Dangerous Liaison

    The house didn’t just feel different. It felt like it was shrinking. Every time I turned a corner, the walls seemed an inch closer, the ceiling a little lower, I could feel the guards’ eyes on me—not looking at me, but looking through me, like I was already a ghost haunting these halls. I stood by the window, my fingertips tracing ghosts on the glass. I kept thinking about the silence on the other end of the phone. They’re here. My father’s last words. The line cutting off. The emptiness that followed. “You’re thinking too loudly.” I didn’t turn. I didn't have to. I already knew who it was. Dante. “Is that even possible?” I asked quietly. His footsteps stopped behind me. “On your face? Yes.” I let out a small breath, somewhere between a sigh and a laugh. “Then I guess I’m not as good at hiding things as I thought.” “No,” he said simply. There was no mockery in his tone. Just truth. And that somehow made it worse. I turned slowly to face him. His gaze was already on me. St

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me    Elena’s Plan

    I didn’t sleep. Again. It was becoming a pattern now—nights filled with thoughts I couldn’t quiet, questions I couldn’t answer, and a constant feeling that something was moving beneath the surface… waiting. The mansion was silent, but I had learned something important. Silence here didn’t mean peace. It meant something was building. I sat by the window, my knees pulled slightly to my chest, watching the faint glow of the city lights stretch into the distance. Somewhere out there… my father was alone. And in trouble. My chest tightened. The last time I heard his voice replayed in my mind like a warning I couldn’t ignore. They’re watching me. Not Dante. Someone worse. I exhaled slowly, pressing my fingers against my temples. What did that even mean? Worse than Dante? I didn’t know

  • The Mafia Who Bought Me     Glimpse of Vulnerability

    After what happened in the hallway, my mind refused to slow down. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the moment again—the guard grabbing me, the cold look in his eyes, the way everything changed in seconds. And Dante. The way he moved. The way the entire room shifted the moment he appeared. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the dim light spilling across the floor from the hallway. The mansion was quieter now, but it wasn’t peaceful. Not really. It felt like the calm after something dangerous, or maybe before. I exhaled slowly, rubbing my wrist where the guard had grabbed me earlier. It still ached faintly. But that wasn’t what was bothering me. It was what Dante said. You didn’t freeze. The way he also gently grabbed my wrist. I didn’t know why that stayed with me. Maybe because part of me expected him to think I was weak. Instead… He looked almost proud. And that confused me more than anything else. I stood up and began pacing slowly across the room. There were t

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