Lahat ng Kabanata ng No Way ! Mafia Again ?!: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Damon's words hung heavily in the air. "I can’t help it," he said, his voice carrying a subdued weight. "It feels like if I let my guard down for even a second, Chen will take you away from me." The confession was laden with unspoken fears, a thread of vulnerability and quiet desperation woven into his tone.Dean’s heart skipped a beat. He looked at Damon and saw someone different from the assertive, self-assured person he was used to. In this moment, Damon seemed softer, almost fragile—more like a boy grappling with his insecurities than the commanding figure Dean had always known. The transformation was striking, and it left Dean at a loss.The mixture of emotions within him swirled into an intricate knot—sympathy, confusion, and something deeper, harder to name. He wanted to reach out, to offer reassurance but found himself struggling to find the right words. Damon’s openness was rare, and Dean felt both moved and unprepared to face it. All he could do was hold Damon’s gaze, his ow

The atmosphere in the camper immediately crackled with tension. Dean froze in place, his expression shifting between disbelief, shock, and outright indignation. “I—You—” he sputtered, his words caught in a tangled mix of embarrassment and rage. His face burned red as he glared daggers at Leo, clearly moments away from launching into a full-blown tirade.Just as Dean opened his mouth to deliver a sharp retort, Linda surprised him by chiming in. “Actually… I’m curious too,” she admitted, raising her eyebrows with a cheeky smile. Her tone was half-joking, but her eyes sparkled with the undeniable glee of someone fully immersed in the drama.Caught in the crossfire, Dean found himself at a loss for words. His gaze shifted helplessly between Linda and Leo before he finally sighed in resignation. “It’s... different,” he admitted quietly. He paused, as if gathering the courage to elaborate, then continued, his voice tinged with an honest vulnerability. “One’s strong-willed, the other’s gentl

The words hit Dean like a sharp, direct blow, striking deep within him. He lowered his gaze, remaining silent for a moment, before letting out a long, resigned sigh. “Maybe… But what about you? If it were you, what would you do?”Without hesitation, Linda raised an eyebrow and smiled confidently, her tone light and assured. “I’d take both.” She said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world, a decision so simple it didn’t even warrant a second thought.Dean glanced up at her, a wry smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He couldn’t help but chuckle softly. “Linda, do you know… this is way beyond anything I thought I could handle.” His voice dropped to a softer, almost reflective tone, as if speaking more to himself than to her—almost as though he were answering a version of himself from another time. Perhaps, he was not only referring to his present emotional turmoil but to the deeply ingrained taboos and principles that had shaped his past, his previous life.Linda lis

"I already tried—it’s not working!" Damon snapped; his voice still calm but tinged with undeniable urgency.Suddenly, Leo's panicked scream burst through the phone. "Dean, I’m scared! Ahhh!"Dean’s chest tightened, his pulse racing. He turned to look out the back window, just in time to see Damon’s car lurch forward and slam into the rear of Chen’s vehicle. The impact was jarring, sending a violent shudder through the car, but Chen’s reflexes were razor-sharp. He gripped the wheel and kept the car steady with precision."Get out of the way!" Damon’s voice shouted over the phone. "I need a clear path—something to force the car to stop!"Chen quickly adjusted his speed, steering the car with precision as he calmly replied, "Got it. Don’t panic!" As he spoke, he veered the car toward the shoulder, creating enough space for Damon’s car to surge ahead.Damon’s vehicle shot past, barely grazing Chen’s car in the process. Chen didn’t give chase right away. Instead, he brought the car to a co

“Ah!” he gasped, his body still reeling from the first blow, but there was no time to recover. The second strike came almost immediately, this time even harder. The belt lashed into him with vicious precision, the pain slicing through his composure and digging straight into his nerves.Dean clenched his jaw, trying with every ounce of strength not to cry out, but the sheer intensity overwhelmed him. A guttural growl escaped his throat as he doubled over as much as his restraints allowed, his breathing ragged and uneven.Shawn watched Dean with cold, calculating eyes, savoring the power he held over him. He raised the belt slowly, the motion deliberated, his voice unsettlingly calm. “Remember yet? Or do you need me to help you jog your memory?”Dean’s mind raced, panic beginning to set in. He realized that if he didn’t find a way out of this, he might not make it through the night. His chest tightened with each breath, the taste of blood rising in his throat as he struggled to stay con