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The Kiss That Can’t Be Ignored
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2025-03-15 14:26:54
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Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss Echoes in the Code
Luca’s POVHe should’ve stopped thinking about Dante by now.He’d done everything right—worked, fucked, smiled, pretended. Mira stayed over more nights than she didn’t, and her laughter wrapped around him like a song on repeat. But there was still that silence.Dante’s silence.And it was louder than anything else.Luca’s days were full. His nights were fuller. But it didn’t matter how many orgasms Mira pulled from him—there was something wrong with his skin. Like it didn’t belong to him anymore. Like he was being watched.It started with that.A flicker on his phone screen when no one was touching it.The security light outside his apartment flashing when no one was near it.The echo of steps behind him that stopped when he turned around.“I’m being paranoid,” he whispered to the mirror one night.“Get over it. He’s gone.”But the words didn’t stick.Because deep down, Luca knew: Dante didn’t leave. He withdrew.And Dante withdrawing was always a prelude to something worse.Luca sto
Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss The Quiet Before the Collapse
Dante’s POVThe feed froze for a moment—just one flicker—but Dante saw it.Luca had exited the building. No phone. No Mira. No warning.That was new.Dante leaned back in his chair, a faint smile tugging at the edge of his mouth. Not happiness. Amusement.You’re starting to see me, aren’t you?For weeks, Dante had been meticulous—like a surgeon. He didn’t just disappear from Luca’s life. He disappeared into it. Quiet as dust, present in ways Luca would only feel, not see.A shadow in the static.A shift in the air.A ghost haunting the edges of every room.And Luca? He’d started responding. Not directly. But his nervous habits were telling—checking over his shoulder, watching his phone too long, sleeping with the windows locked.Dante could feel it.The paranoia.The creeping doubt.The pull.The loft was silent except for the soft hum of the surveillance wall. Six monitors glowed in pale blues and greens, tracking patterns, signals, voices. Every angle of Luca’s life mapped, measure
Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss Patterns in the Fog
Luca’s POVLuca didn’t sleep that night.He lay in bed with Mira’s arm draped over his chest, staring at the crack in the ceiling plaster like it was a map. At 4:06 a.m., when her breathing settled into that low, steady rhythm, he slipped out from under her.No phone.No shoes.Just boxers and bare feet on cold tile.He stepped into the living room, where the city glow bled through the curtains like a dull warning.The new tenant. The barista. The unmarked messages.He needed answers.But he wasn’t sure he was ready for them.The first thing he did was check his own phone. Not just the messages, but the metadata.It wasn’t much—he wasn’t a hacker—but he knew how to scroll deep into the settings, trace app usage, recent connections. And there it was: an unknown Bluetooth ping around 3:12 a.m. the night he got the ghost notification.A device had been close enough to his phone to attempt a handshake. Close enough to register—and then disappear.Luca’s hands shook.This wasn’t just paran
Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss The Unseen Thread
Luca’s POVIt started with the coffee.Not the taste, not the warmth—but the timing.The barista at his usual place greeted him with a too-familiar smile and handed over his order without asking. He hadn’t been there in weeks.Then the doorman at Mira’s building nodded at him like he’d been seen entering alone that morning.He hadn’t.And Mira—Mira had been… strange.She asked him three times if he slept well.Twice if he’d remembered to eat.She kept checking his phone screen when she thought he wasn’t looking, laughing too loud, talking too much. Like she was trying to fill the silence with sound.But Luca wasn’t listening to sound anymore.He was listening to the silence underneath it.At first, he told himself it was nothing. A bad night’s sleep. Nerves. The guilt still curdling in his gut from what happened a few nights ago—what he’d let happen with Mira.He didn’t love her. He knew that now. He didn’t even like her most days.She was a distraction. A shield. Maybe even a punishm
Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss The First Move
Dante’s POVThere was a time when I’d never move without Luca.Now, every step I take feels like a shadow of who I used to be—with one key difference:I’m not moving for love anymore. I’m moving for control.Anais didn’t disappoint.Within twelve hours, she returned with intel that confirmed what I already suspected. Luca was no longer under active surveillance. His ties to the Bureau had been “voluntarily severed” after his last handler reported a conflict of interest.Conflict of interest. That meant me.His career was torched quietly. The kind of silence the Bureau saves for agents who stray emotionally—because it’s too messy to fix and too dangerous to leave unchecked.They buried him.But I hadn’t.Now I had to decide what to do with the pieces of the man they discarded.The apartment had always been our neutral zone. The place where the rules bent. Where we didn’t have to be Dante the crime boss and Luca the agent—we were just bodies and breath and heat.But now?Now it felt lik
Way Out: Owned by the Mafia Boss Beginning
Dante’s POVThe city had always obeyed me.Its rhythm, its chaos, its cruelty—I thrived in all of it. I’d learned to control people the same way I controlled territories: slowly, precisely, until they didn’t know where their choices ended and mine began.But Luca wasn’t supposed to be one of them.He was the risk I allowed. The wildfire I thought I could keep contained. And now?Now he was the one thing burning through everything I had built—with Mira at his side, a blade twisted deeper each night I stayed away.I had no intention of returning to him.But still… I watched.It started with a drive I didn’t mean to take. A shadowed route through streets I hadn’t cruised since we met. The apartment I once entered without knocking now loomed like a wound I couldn’t stop touching.I wasn’t planning on getting out of the car.But I did.I wasn’t planning on going to the window.But I did.And then I saw it—them.Not just sex.Not just betrayal.Something more. A connection, frantic and desp
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