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The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 103
LEILA .. I met her on a side street downtown, late one night, as I was walking home from another dead-end job interview. I saw them first. Three guys circled her and they looked drunk, leering . Their words, rough and ugly, carrying on the damp night air, trying to corner her. Trying to want to have sex with her, the intent raw and disgusting in their eyes, in their stance. Something snapped inside me and all the fear, all the helplessness, all the times I had been caught, trapped it surged into a cold, hard resolve. I won’t watch of any it, Not again. Not to her. Not to anyone I could stop.I didn’t think just so moved. Ran at them, yelling, a sharp, raw sound pulled from my gut, threw myself into the middle of it. I wasn’t strong, not like them. My body still ached from Gerald’s capture, faint bruises blooming under my skin, a ghost of his grip on my arm, but I fought, scrappy, desperate, kicking, scratching, hitting, yelling, making as much noise as possible. Surprisi
The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 102
LEILA .. My gut clenched.A familiar, sharp pain.Seeing him. Seeing him like that, happy with her, after everything.A sigh escaped me, long and shaky, filled with a cocktail of exhaustion, pain, and something that felt suspiciously like jealousy.Goddamn it.I hit my phone on the desk, not hard enough to break it, but hard enough to make the wood protest.Rolled my eyes, a physical show of my frustration.Why did they have to be everywhere? Why did he have to look so okay? So happy?“Breathe, Leila,” I muttered to myself, the words a mantra, a desperate attempt to regain control over my runaway emotions. Just breathe. I closed my eyes, focusing on the simple act of inhaling, exhaling and pushing back the image and the feeling it evoked.A soft knock on my office door startled me, my eyes snapped open. Right. Still at work. Still alive. Still here.“Come in,” I called out, my voice weary and the door opened as Sophia walked in, her smile wide, her eyes twinkling. My fri
The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 101
DAMIEN .. We went to Italy. Stepped off the plane into air that smelled like sunshine and ancient stone, to a sun-drenched villa, and everything looked so beautiful, the vines heavy with grapes, the terracotta roof tiles warm in the light, and I just wanted it all for us, for Elena and me. We then did a 360.Not literally, but it felt like it, back onto a plane heading north, to the Swiss Alps, to a ski chalet nestled high in the snow, and the air bit at my skin, clean and sharp, everything white and silent, except for the crunch of snow underfoot.Months. They unfolded like a map, marked by the places we went, the different skies above us. We moved from city to country, from heat to cold, leaving a trail of discarded boarding passes and shared pillowcases. My life became a conscious effort to build a new narrative, a story written in sunshine and snow, in whispered conversations and shared laughter. Looking out for her laughter, that bright, genuine sound that cut through th
The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 100
DAMIEN ..Her touch was light, sending shivers down my spine, reigniting the fire.My shirt fell open, then off, pooling at my feet.She reached for the buckle of my belt. Her fingers worked the leather, the metal, my pants slid down and I kicked them away.Standing there in just my briefs, then stripping those off too, my cock hard and throbbing, aching for her, to feel her body against mine, to hear her voice.She looked at my body, her eyes trailing down my chest, my abdomen and then reached out, her fingers tracing the lines of my muscles, the faint scars I carried.Then her hands moved lower, finding me, the feel of her touch soft, exploring, igniting every nerve ending.She cupped me, her fingers wrapping around me, a slow, deliberate touch that made me groan, a raw sound pulled from my gut.She smiled then, a slow, deep smile of pure desire, her eyes still locked on mine.“You’re perfect, Damien.”My hands found her, tracing the curve of her waist, the delicate lace of her g
The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 99
DAMIEN ..The suite was silent when I entered.Dark.Just a few lamps on, casting pools of soft light, I knew she was here and my heart leaped, a flicker of desperate hope. She hadn't left London.She was here.I found her in the main living area.The lights were off except for the soft glow from the city outside the windows, she was sitting on the sofa, curled up, her perfect emerald green dress gone, replaced by a silk robe and a glass of red wine in her hand.Her hair was packed up, tied back in a loose knot at the nape of her neck, exposing the elegant line of her throat.She looked fragile. Beautifully broken.Her body language radiating sadness and withdrawal.She looked up as I entered the room, her eyes, dark in the dim light, fixing on mine. No smile.Just a deep, silent stare that pierced right through me, it showed that she had some much questions and it had a profound sadness and judgment in them.I walked into the room, slowly, needing to explain, “Elena,” I said, m
The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 98
DAMIEN ..The air hit me, cool and damp, as I stepped out a side door, into a narrow alleyway behind the gallery.The two men followed, their thin smiles gone, replaced by a cold look while Clever and my men fell into position, silent, ready.This wasn’t a brawl.This was business.My business.Dirty, brutal, efficient.I moved first, a calculated strike to the gut of the scar-faced one, doubling him over with a grunt. The other came at me, fast, a knife appearing in his hand, the glint of steel in the dim light.I blocked, sidestepped, the movements fluid, and practiced. It boiled down to knowing how to break a man with your bare hands, how to end a fight before it became a spectacle. My pride demanded it. No messy gun play on foreign soil unless absolutely necessary.Just control. Efficient, brutal control that left no trace on my suit, only on their bodies. A man in a crisp suit, probably someone leaving the exhibition for a smoke, rounded the corner of the alley just as I slam
The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 97
DAMIEN ..I saw the question, the confusion, perhaps even a flicker of hurt in Elena’s eyes as I curtly dismissed her innocent curiosity about the painting.But the wall was up and slammed shut because doors just couldn’t be opened, not even for her.We left the penthouse shortly after, the silence in the car a different feeling to the easy conversation we usually shared.London. Business called, opportunities to expand the reach of the empire, to solidify the legitimate fronts. A chance to step further away from the shadows, maybe and a chance to have her with me, in a different city.The flight was long, a blur of hushed luxury and my own internal tension.She sensed it, of course, her hand finding mine, a quiet comfort offered without demand, a soft brush of her fingers against mine that spoke volumes in the shared silence.London welcomed us with a cool, grey embrace, our accommodation was a suite high above the city, all sleek lines and panoramic views, a different kind of op
The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 96
DAMIEN ..She showed her affection freely, a touch on my arm, a hand on my cheek, a quiet word just for me in a crowded room. She wasn't afraid to show she cared.The word still felt alien, terrifying, hopeful, all at once, but seeing her, feeling her affection, being loved by her it was pulling me back from the brink.She asked questions about my life while we went through the normal days and she had also said she wanted to visit me in my office which I barely go to.“How did you build all this, Damien?” she asked one night, gesturing around the penthouse with a sweep of her hand, taking in the silent luxury.“This empire? It’s intimidating.” I hesitated.How much could I tell her?How much did she want to know about the shadows that allowed all this to exist?How much darkness could her light tolerate?“It was complicated,” I said finally, choosing my words carefully.“Took a lot of work. A lot of difficult decisions.” I met her gaze, letting her see just a sliver of the truth.“
The Mafia's Little Raven Chapter 95
DAMIEN .. Asking her out felt like a monumental task. Me, Damien, the man who gave orders, who took what he wanted. Asking. It felt unfamiliar. I even went to Clever, and it actually felt absurd, seeking dating advice from the man who probably managed my social calendar better than I ever could.I called him to the penthouse one afternoon, after Elena had left. He arrived, prompt and quiet, a stack of files under his arm. Clever walked in while the sound of his footsteps was so quiet and in a more diligent way than anyone else, a man who moved with a purpose I barely possessed anymore.“Clever,” I started, the words feeling clumsy, awkward, scraping against my tongue. “Hypothetically.”He paused, looked at me with that calm, knowing expression that always made me wonder exactly how much he saw. “Hypothetically, Damien?”We’ve grown so close these past period and it feels different, having someone close, something I’ve never done from when I was little. “If you were… you kno
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