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The Mafia's Possession: Every Breath She Takes Hundred and fifteen
CYRAN KAELROS POV Someone was touching my hair. I kept my eyes closed, savoring the feelings because, for all I knew, it was just a figment of my imagination.But it felt so real.The knot in my chest tightened at every stroke, the feel of their fingers gliding through my hair and pulling softly at intervals easing the tension out of my rigid body. I never wanted it to stop."Cyran."I flinched, jerking awake. Then I looked up, my heart nearly beating out of my chest as they collided with those of Myra staring down at me.Was I dreaming again? But she looked so real."Myr... Myra?" I stuttered, the sound of my voice foreign in my ears."Yes. It's me" she said, tears filling her eyes as she traced my face. "You haven't eaten for days. You've barely moved in hours." The tears fell, hitting beneath my eyes. "Do you want to leave me too?"I blinked. She was still there.This wasn't a dream.I sat up too quickly, then groaned, my sides hurting from the sharp movement.I closed my eyes,
The Mafia's Possession: Every Breath She Takes Hundred and fourteen
MYRA THORNE POV.It's been two days. Two days of worrying and having anxiety about whether the next update I would get on Zevran and Vesper would be a good one. I barely slept and anytime I managed to, I ended up having a nightmare.Visiting Vesper was out of the question. I really wanted to see her but I couldn't leave the island. Cyran would be alone, and leaving him with Asher after our last conversation was out of the question.I rubbed over my face, glanced at the frozen camera feed, and hit refresh.Cyran was curled up in the same position on his bed as he was last night. At a point, I worried that he wasn't breathing, but then he moved, turning on his side and giving me a full view of his face. I shouldn't have looked too hard at him, because now, every time I closed my eyes, the look of utter hopelessness etched on his face haunted me.Was he depressed? Was that why he wasn't eating his food?I stared at the untouched tray that Asher sent in the morning. It was his usual me
The Mafia's Possession: Every Breath She Takes Hundred and thirteen
MYRA THORNE POV I pushed him off, my chest pounding as I stared at him."You're in love with me?""Why are you so shocked?... Did you think you were so unlovable that I wouldn't feel anything for you after spending so much time together?""How are you sure that what you're feeling is love and not lust. We've been stuck here for days, Asher. People start confusing things when they're trapped."He scoffed, the sound low and bitter. "And you think I haven't been taking care of my needs?" He leaned closer, his breath ghosting over my cheek. "No matter who I'm with, I can't seem to shake you off my mind, Myra."Was he going to kiss me? Every nerve in my body screamed to move, but my feet stayed planted in the same spot. What the hell was wrong with me?"It's not going to work," I managed, forcing the words out through the pressure in my throat. "I only love Cyran.""Are you sure about that?" He caught my chin before I could turn away, tilting my head back with a grip that was too steady,
The Mafia's Possession: Every Breath She Takes Hundred and twelve
MYRA THORNE POV"You should get this," the seller said, pointing to the red mangoes stacked neatly on the wooden stand. "They are very fresh, very nutritious. And they will make your fruit bowl look even more colorful.""Really?" I asked, picking one up. Its skin was warm from the sun, its surface slightly sticky."Yes, they are. And you should get these coconuts too. They are so refreshing."I nodded, dropped a few mangoes into my basket, then reached for a coconut.A hand closed around my wrist.I stilled, then turned my head slowly, my pulse thudding in my ear—until I saw him. Asher. The rush of fear eased a little, leaving only the quick beat of my heart."Oh, it's just you. What's wrong?""You've bought enough," he said. "I think it's time we head back to the house."He released me, but the ghost of his touch stayed. Turning to the seller, he pulled out cash, his broad shoulders angling between us as though shielding me.I stared at him, my brow dipping. Why was he acting so stra
The Mafia's Possession: Every Breath She Takes Hundred and eleven
CYRAN KAELROS POV I curled up in bed, staring at the smooth white walls. They looked clean. Endless. Suffocating.I hated it. Hated it so much that sometimes I thought about pulling out my eyes.But I didn't. If I ever wanted to get out of here, I was going to need them. I turned on my side, groaning.God, I was so weak. How many days had it been? Ten? Twenty? It could've been months for all I knew. Time didn't exist here—just hunger and the slow unraveling of my mind.I let out a sigh and forced myself to sit up. My gaze moved involuntarily to the small vault through which my food came at intervals.I was starving again.When was the last time I ate? I couldn't remember.These days I thought more about my next meal and when Myra would visit than I did about Vesper. And that realization made something ugly twist inside me.I rubbed my hand over my face, the ache in my chest making it difficult to breathe.How much longer until I forget her completely?That's if I didn't lose my min
The Mafia's Possession: Every Breath She Takes Hundred and ten
VESPER GREY LYSAN POV "Are you mad at me?" His voice broke the silence, low but heavy enough to make the air between us feel tight.I glanced at him, let out a rough exhale, and then uncrossed my hands"What do you think?" I said, my voice coming out rougher than I meant. "You said you weren't going to keep anything from me—""I was going to tell you everything," he cut in, his knuckles whitening on the wheels. "I just needed time. You looked so happy, and I didn't want to ruin that.""And if he had attacked you again?" I snapped, my voice rising despite myself. "Would I have found out at your funeral that Niklaus was behind everything?""That will never happen." He turned to me, eyes dark but steady. "I made you a promise that I was going to stay alive, didn't I?"My lips trembled, my gaze dropping to my hand that was clenched tightly in my lap."I don't like it that I'm always the last to find out about things. You should have told me the instant you found out about it, especially
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