Lahat ng Kabanata ng Tied to the mafia man: Kyle: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

"What happened?" Kyle demanded Anton, his underboss who was waiting for him for a while now. Anton is permitted to come only at night and no one is supposed to see him. "Boss, he agreed. Now he will no longer continue in that business. I found out that the Rossi brothers have offered him Fredrick's position, but he refused. And even the Rossi brothers seem to withdraw their business from Chicago. But there might be one problem" Anton shared. Anton couldn't help but look at Serra whom Kyle was still carrying. She is resting her head on his shoulder while humming something softly. 'Oh dear God, is this really my boss? I never saw him pampering any woman the way he is pampering this lady. No wonder he killed so many people for this girl. Who is she?' Anton wondered. Kyle lifted his chin, motioning Anton to continue. "I heard that Fredrick promised to give his daughter Hera to the younger Rossi brothers" Anton shared. Kyle became thoughtful when he heard this. These days, he i

Alberto Negi, the boss of Italian Out fit used to be known as the youngest and the most mysterious mafia boss ever known in the history of the Mafia. Although he is very well known in his outfit, information about him is limited. He used to enjoy his mysterious status, even though he was not one of the most powerful mafia bosses ever known. He used to get the attention of women to the point where he could choose any of his choices every day. But after Kyle came into the picture, all of the lime light which Alberto used to enjoy was unintentionally stolen by him. Kyle was only interested in business, unlike Alberto who got distracted by his fifteen minutes of fame. He is not as powerful, and now without his charm, he is nothing but a joke. And to add more insult to his wounds, Kyle is ruling the mafia world with an iron fist. Nothing much goes past him and without his permission. If he said 'no', then no one would dare to go against him. One of such Alberto's weapons consignment was

The next morning, by the time Kyle woke up, Serra was already awake. She took a quick shower before she started cooking breakfast for them. She was humming softly. She didn't bother to dry her hair. She was scrambling eggs when she felt two strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind. She turned to look at Kyle who rested his chin over her shoulder. "Morning" he mumbled. She smiled softly. With him around, she feels pleasant and as if she belongs somewhere. Unlike how she used to feel like unwanted and drifting everywhere, and doesn't belong anywhere. He makes her feel important. "Morning, I am almost done" she pointed at the eggs. Even though she cooks better than any five star chef, he doesn't want her to work. She should be pampered. "You have exams coming up. You should stop doing all the chores and study instead. I already hired someone to do all this for us" he informed her. Initially he brought her to his place out of instinct. But now as he is getting to know her,

Serra tried her best to pull her zipper up, but to her horror, she realised that it failed. She doesn't know what to do. She couldn't possibly go out like this. Her hair might cover a portion of her back, but not completely. She became desperate as the minutes ticked by. She noticed students looking at her from outside the classroom, but no one came to help her. She took a deep breath and decided to ask for help. Her finger hovered over Kyle's number, contemplating if she should disturb him. "Serra?" she heard Cynthia's voice, which startled her. Serra lifted her head to look at 'C', but her gaze landed on Kyle who just entered the class room. An unspoken conversation passed between them. They formed a special kind of bond which doesn't need words to explain her distress to him. Just one look from her, he understood what she was feeling. Her chin wobbled as the emotions she tried so hard to push down and stay strong now threatened to trickle down her eyes. Cynthia turned to

"What the hell" she heard him mutter mostly to himself. A shiver ran down her spine. She is not looking at how cold his gaze turned, but she could feel it in his tone. It was deadly. It scared her to her soul. At that moment, she felt as if the Kyle she knows is nowhere and the Kyle behind her is a deadly stranger. Goosebumps appeared on her skin, showing how unsettled she felt. She felt the rough pads of his fingers dancing down her back, skirting the area which sting. This touch felt different. It made her feel as if it was clinical, like he is assessing the damage. "K...Kyle?" she whispered, unsure of what was happening behind her. The fear in her voice cannot be masked. And he didn't like it. He didn't like the fact that he was scaring her. He absolutely hated scaring his sweet Serra. "Hmmm" he hummed his reply, trying to suppress his anger. He saw a blue ink running down her spine, the same path as her zipper. It looked as if someone intentionally did this. And that realisat