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CHAPTER 43
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Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) Chapter 44
Harper's windscreen was battered by sheets of rain as she drove through the city. Gold and shadow streaks painted the road as streetlights flickered dimly through the storm. The world was blurred by the frenzied cadence of her wipers.Every sound, the rumbling of thunder, the screech of tires, pressed on her nerves.The café Caleb had chosen sat at the edge of an industrial block, half-swallowed by fog. Its flickering neon sign hummed weakly, the kind of place where no one asked questions. Harper hesitated before stepping out, hearing of Caleb kidnapping Eli placed doubts in her mind. Her umbrella trembled in her hand. She wore a dark coat that clung to her soaked dress, hair plastered to her face. Inside, the air smelled of burnt coffee and damp wood.Caleb sat at the far corner, immaculate in his black suit, a faint smile curling his lips. His eyes, sharp and calm, followed her every move. The soft lamplight cast shadows across his angular face, handsome, but wrong in a way t
Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) CHAPTER 43
Dominic stood at the head of the long table, tall, impeccably dressed in black, his expression cold enough to slice through the tension hanging thick in the air. His men filled the room, hulking figures, silent and waiting. Every breath seemed to bow to him.“Tonight,” Dominic said, with a steady voice, almost too calm, “no hesitation.”Noah watched from the back, pulse tapping in his throat. Maps were spread out before them, red circles bleeding across the city grid. Every street marked was another piece of Caleb’s empire ready to crumble. Phones buzzed as orders spread. Dominic’s words cut sharp and direct, names, targets, timing. He spoke like a man born for war, each command delivered without emotion.When the last man left, silence collapsed between them. Only the hum of the city below filled the space. Noah’s reflection hovered beside Dominic’s in the window, one man holding fire in his chest, the other trying not to get burned.“You don’t have to do this alone,” Noah murmure
Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) Chapter 42
With a faint hiss, the lift doors slid open. Silence and smoke filled the air as Dominic was the first to leave. The penthouse, which represented his authority, was completely destroyed. Broken glass crunched under his feet. The destroyed room was filled with the subtle smell of smoke, and burned wiring curled from the walls. All traces of grace had been removed. Through windows coated with soot, the city lights flickered, cold and broken.Noah followed, eyes caught somewhere between disbelief and dread. The once spotless living room lay in pieces, couch overturned, a painting slashed, the marble floor spattered with ash. The disabled alarm light blinked a dull red, pulsing like a dying heartbeat. Dominic moved forward, his jaw set tight, his shoulders tense beneath his soaked shirt. He said nothing, only scanned the room like a predator assessing the damage to its den.“Dominic…” Noah’s voice was barely a whisper. “What happened here?”Dominic didn’t answer. He bent down, pi
Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) Chapter 41
The clock on the wall blinked 4:03 a.m. when the elevator doors slid open. Dominic stepped out, drenched in rain and silence. His coat clung to his shoulders, heavy with exhaustion, droplets trailing down his jaw. The penthouse was dark except for the amber glow of the city through glass. Noah stirred awake, hearing the faint creak of leather shoes on marble.“Where were you?” his voice cracked the quiet, soft but edged with worry.Dominic didn’t answer. He stood at the doorway like a ghost unsure of where to haunt. His eyes once sharp, commanding, looked drained, rimmed with sleeplessness.“You didn’t come home last night,” Noah pressed, moving closer.Dominic’s voice came out low, gravelly. “I had things to fix.”“You look like something broke instead.”The faintest smirk tugged at Dominic’s lips, a gesture more habit than humor. He turned his back, staring out at the skyline. “Get dressed,” he said, tone clipped, unreadable.“For what?”“Just do it, Noah.”The way he said his name
Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) Chapter 40
The skyline bled amber light into Dominic’s office, the city stretching beneath him like a beast waiting to devour. Mason leaned against the glass desk, his tie loose, a cigarette dangling unlit from his lips. The detective had the kind of face that looked carved from corruption, creases deepened by smoke and bad choices.“Thought you’d want a heads-up,” Mason said, sliding a flash drive across the polished surface. “You didn’t hear it from me, but the Bureau’s got your name on a murder.”Dominic’s jaw flexed. “You think I’d be sitting here if that were true?”Mason chuckled, tapping ash from a cigarette he hadn’t lit. “Evidence says otherwise. Bloodied gloves, a gun, a nice, clean fingerprint. Yours.”“Impossible,” Dominic said flatly, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of unease.Mason shrugged. “They’ve got footage too. Warehouse alley, victim’s blood still warm.” He dropped a photo onto the desk, an image marked with an FBI watermark. Dominic’s fingerprint circled in red.The air t
Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) Chapter 39 The Taste of Normal
Riley’s downtown loft was alive with noise and color. The walls, once white, had been claimed by canvases and splashes of paint, sunlight cutting through tall windows in streaks of gold. Music drifted from a corner speaker, something soft and rhythmic, almost careless.Noah lingered by the doorway, his hands shoved into his jacket pockets. “Are you sure I’m not crashing something?”Riley turned, her messy bun tilted slightly, streaks of blue paint on her cheek like war marks. “You? Please. You’re my excuse to open the good wine.”Her laugh broke through his hesitation. He stepped in, the smell of coffee, paint, and laughter wrapping around him. A group of people, artists, dreamers, and friends looked up from their half-finished projects.“This is Noah,” Riley announced. “He’s the one I told you about. The one with the quiet eyes.”Someone grinned. “The one who doesn’t talk much? We’ll fix that.”They made room for him, pulling him into conversation, handing him a drink, teasing him u
Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) (Dominic’s POV)
The silence of the penthouse, once a peaceful reprieve, felt like a warning. Dominic sat on the couch, the weight of a heavy book in his hands, but his focus was not on the pages. His mind was a coiled spring, a weapon waiting for a signal. The memory of Noah's face, his sudden fear, his hurried
Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) (Harper's POV)
The office, a sanctuary of glass and polished steel, had never felt so alien. The message on Harper's phone, a stark command from an unknown number, vibrated with an authority she had only encountered in legal thrillers. "The boss wants to see you." Harper felt a prickle of unease, but it was qu
Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) (Jaxon’s POV)
The luxury suite's immaculate shine stood in sharp contrast to the raging chaos inside Jaxon. As he saw the city lights, he realized that every glimmer represented a possible danger, an unidentified foe in the complex network of Dominic's kingdom. He kept thinking about his chat with Dominic:
Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM) Chapter 8 (Dominic’s POV)
The gunshot was a brutal punch to the humid night air. Eli’s cry, a tiny, terrified sound, cut through the haze of Dominic’s amnesia and went straight to his core. His heart, a thing he hadn’t felt in years, hammered against his ribs as he shoved Noah and the child down. The rusted dumpster was t
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