All Chapters of Bound by His Desire: The Mafia King’s Mistress & Secret Heir: Chapter 31 - Chapter 34

The sky was painted in shades of orange and rose, the last threads of sunlight spilling across the grass. The laughter that had filled the yard all afternoon began to fade into softer tones—contented sighs, small chuckles, and the occasional tired giggle from Draco, who was visibly slowing down.The game had stretched longer than any of them expected. Even Nico, usually tireless in his teasing, had finally collapsed onto the lawn, one arm draped dramatically over his face.“I’m retiring from sports,” he muttered. “Tell the press I went out undefeated.”Lorenzo smirked from his seat on the porch steps. “You were beaten by a five-year-old.”Nico cracked open one eye. “Semantics.”Elena laughed quietly, her hand still wrapped around a lukewarm cup of coffee. The mug had gone untouched for nearly an hour, but she didn’t care. The sound of Draco’s laughter had been worth more than warmth.In the yard, Damien stood motionless for a moment, ball in hand, watching Draco as if memorizing every

The house had fallen into that strange, delicate quiet that followed laughter.A stillness too complete. Too careful.The empty wine glasses sat abandoned on the counter, candlelight flickering low, almost guttering out. Somewhere down the hall, a door clicked softly as the night settled in around them.Elena stood by the window, arms folded loosely, staring out into the darkness beyond the trees. The moonlight painted the forest silver, but even that light seemed subdued—muted beneath the weight of the night.Something felt wrong.She couldn’t explain it.Maybe it was the way the wind had shifted, whispering against the glass like a warning. Or maybe it was the quiet itself—the heavy, unnatural kind that didn’t bring peace but expectation.Her breath fogged faintly against the windowpane. “Do you ever feel,” she murmured, “like the quiet’s just… waiting for something to happen?”Lorenzo looked up from where he sat slouched in a chair, his expression unreadable. He toyed idly with the