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Chapter 54: The Work
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2026-05-06 08:12:48
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bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 100: Fractured Trust
Isabellas pov The SUV barreled through the rain-slicked roads, tires hydroplaning on every sharp turn. I sat rigid in the back seat, my body aching from resting on the hard wall of that room, my clothes clinging to me like a second skin soaked in fear and grime. Luca was beside me, his presence a wall of tension and something I refused to name. His men drove like demons, evading unseen tails, but all I could focus on was the man who had just “rescued” me. *¿Fue realmente Carlo?* (Was it really Carlo?)Or was this another elaborate game? “¡Traicionero!”(Treacherous!) The word had burst from me in the warehouse, and it echoed in my head now. I glared at him, arms crossed tightly over my chest. When he reached out to check a bruise on my arm, I jerked away sharply. “Don’t touch me, Luca. Not after everything. Not- after- everything!” I snapped loudly. My blood was boiling. When is it ever normal with him? When?? “Isabella,” he started, voice low and urgent, but I cut him off with a
bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 99: Shattered Bars
Lucas pov Rain hammered the industrial zone like bullets, turning the ground into slick mud that clung to my boots. I moved at the head of the team, suppressed rifle tight in my hands, every sense sharpened to a knife’s edge. Carlo Morelli had made his last mistake. The Morelli vehicles we’d tracked led straight here—abandoned warehouses on the eastern border, neutral ground turned into a trap. My mind churned with strategy and a fury so deep it felt like it would split me open. *Isabella.* She was in there somewhere, waking in a cage, believing I’d done this to her. *Mía. No de él.* (Mine. Not his.) “Flank left. Suppress any movement,” I ordered into the comms, voice low and cold. My men melted into the shadows. Carlo had used the church meet as a distraction—called me out with his desperate betrothal bullshit while his people snatched her from our bed. Wiped footage. Clean grab. It reeked of the old man’s fear for his legacy. But touching Isabella? That signed his death warrant.
bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 98: Caged.
Isabellas pov The cold seeped into my bones like ice water, pulling me from the fog of unconsciousness. My head throbbed, a dull hammer pounding behind my eyes. I tried to sit up, but my shoulder scraped against the cold wall I was leaning on and had slept off on. Darkness pressed in from all sides, broken only by a sliver of gray light filtering through a high, barred window. The air still reeked of damp concrete, rust, and something stale—like an abandoned warehouse left to rot. My heart slammed against my ribs as reality crashed down. I was still trapped. Enclosed. No room to stand very well, the bed was still the hard foam id woken ip from. I was still in this hell hole. “¿Por qué diablos sigo aquí?" (Why the hell am i still here?) I whispered, my voice hoarse. My hands flew to the door handle, rattling them uselessly. The door didn’t budge. Panic clawed up my throat, sharp and suffocating Luca. That hijo de puta.(That son of a bitch)He did this. While I slept, trusting t
bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 97: Fractured Hunt
The church doors slammed behind me like a gunshot. I didn’t look back at Carlo Morelli or his smug-faced men. My blood was fire, my mind a storm. Isabella. The word beat in my skull with every step toward the SUV. My men snapped to attention, doors flying open as I barked orders. “Move! Back to the house—now!” Tires screamed against gravel as we peeled out, the engine roaring like the rage clawing at my chest. *She was asleep when I left.* The image haunted me: Isabella curled in her bed, her dark hair spilling across the pillow, chest rising softly after the way I’d claimed hrr that night. Our passion had been raw, her defiance melting into desperate moans, nails raking my back as I pinned her wrists and reminded her exactly who she belonged to. The way she'd argue with me when my decisions didn't sit right with her. She was fire in my arms, surrender and challenge wrapped in one intoxicating package. And now she was gone. I yanked out my phone, dialling Ferrente. “Talk. What th
bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 96: Betrothed Shadows
"You and Mariah are betrothed," The words still hung between us. Carlo must think I'm not fool, he thinks I'd believe his bullshit so easily. Carlo puffed on his fresh cigar, the smoke curling around his wrinkled face like a shroud. The smug bastard had laughed at me moments ago, but now something shifted in his eyes—desperation flickering beneath the bravado. I wasn’t here for his games. I thought Carlo had something for me, something real, not marriage. The fire in my blood that made everything else feel secondary. “This isn’t some old grudge, Luca,” Carlo said, his voice dropping to a gravelly tone I hadn’t heard from him before. He tapped ash onto the rotting floorboards. “Your father and I… we weren’t always at each other’s throats. There was a time we stood shoulder to shoulder. Shared blood pacts. Secrets that could’ve burned empires to the ground if they got out.” I narrowed my eyes, jaw tight. “Bullshit. My father dreaded you. Called you a snake in the grass.” Carlo chuck
bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 95: Marry my daughter.
Lucas pov.“This isn’t about the Vanchis, Moretti.” He said. “I couldn’t care less about you guys childish fight over a rock” he added slowly like he’d been waiting so long to say it. “This is about my daughter?”His daughter?What about her?“Your daughter?” I asked, my hand still on my holster.“You know, your father was smart. Everything he did was calculated and planned. He never made reckless decisions, ever, and even though I resented him, I have to give him credit when due.” He stood up, tapping his cigar on the ash tray one of the men handed to him then he placed it back in his mouth carefully. “But I can’t say the same for you.” He added looking at me dead in the eye.“What is it, Carlo? I don’t know anything about your daughter,” I said, my eyes still on his men holding the gun.“I didn’t say you did,” he let out a puff of smoke. The smell lingered the air mixing with the smell of old wood from abandoned furniture out the church. It was suffocating. “You see Luca, you’re bec
bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 94: The Meeting
I was awake before the sun. The war room smelled like burnt coffee and the particular staleness of a room that had been worked in all night. Ferrante's men moved through it in low voices, screens glowing with maps and intercepted communications. I'd barely slept. I didn't need to ask myself why.
bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 93: The Quiet Before
Isabella POV I wake up to sunlight peeping through my windows. They were back now, that I was glad of. The room is the same one I've slept in since the wedding. Pale walls. Heavy curtains. A bed that's too big for one person. Nothing on the dresser except a glass of water and a lamp. No photos
bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 92: War Drums
Luca POV The war room smells bad, like bad coffee and death. i wonder if the cleaners are on break. I stand at the head of the table, maps spread across the polished wood like a chess board. Red markers show Vanchi territory. Blue shows ours. The spaces between are gray, neutral ground that won't
bound to the ruthless mafia king Chapter 91: Weakness
Luca POV I held Isabella in my arms on her bed, her body pressed against mine. She felt so fragile, so small and trembling, like something that could break if I held her too tightly. Her breathing was shallow against my chest, her head heavy on my shoulder. The room was quiet except for the faint
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