All Chapters of A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

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Her Freedom

DAMIEN’S P.O.V “Oh shit,” I cursed under my breath, realizing too late that I’d given myself away. Her eyes widened, her lips parting slightly as she stood there, frozen in the doorway. “You’re… standing,” she repeated again, her voice barely carrying across the room. I didn’t say anything. My first instinct was to grab the desk for support, pretending like it was nothing, pretending like I hadn’t just exposed my years of carefully guarded truth. “Yeah,” I muttered after a pause, forcing a steady tone that sounded even fake to my own ears. “I can try just for a minute. The doctor said I could try to stand once in a while.” I blurted out confidently, eyes staring deeply into hers. It was a lie and I knew from the way her brows furrowed that she wasn’t buying it. Her eyes darted down to my legs, then back up to my face, as she tried to piece together what she was seeing. “Damien,” she called out slowly, “You told me you couldn’t...” “Don’t,” I snapped, cutting her words shar

Last Updated : 2025-10-08

Bondage vs Freedom?

Tracey's P.O.V“You really want your freedom, don't you?“ Damien's eyes bore into me, questioning in a way that made me feel guilty. I felt guilty for repaying his kindness with this. guilty knowing he saved my life a few days ago.But what I wasn't ready for was for his next words. “Well, Tracey. Let me make this clear to you. You can run, hide, change your fucking name and face. Cross across borders and ocean and all these won't matter. You know why? That's because you're mine Tracey. MINE!“I stood there, my nails digging into my palms, refusing to react to the intensity of his words. Refusing to pretend I wasn't being shattered all over again.“You’ll always come back,” he continued, eyes locking onto mine with terrifying certainty."Because little girls like you….You don’t escape men like me. You survive leeching on us and even that never lasts."My chest felt like it caved in. The tears now flowing without restraint.I knew exactly what he wa trying to tell me .. what exactly he

Last Updated : 2026-01-01

Plan In Action

Tracey's P.O.V Sleep didn't visit. Not even for a second.I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling as darkness slowly gave way to a weak gray dawn, my thoughts looping endlessly, each one more exhausting than the last. Every time I closed my eyes, Damien’s merciless voice crept back in. Every time I opened them, the room reminded me I was still trapped inside his world.By the time the sky began to dim, my body felt hollow, like something vital had been carved out of me overnight.I didn’t know what I wanted anymore.Freedom terrified me but at the same time I knew staying would destroy me.But one truth sat heavy and undeniable in my chest and that was the fact that if I remained here, I would slowly suffocate under the weight of loving a man who hated what loving me had turned him into.And if I ran? successfully escaping...I could live.If I died trying… at least the pain would end.Either way, I’d have a chance to be free from this burden.That thought was enough for me to make a

Last Updated : 2026-01-02

Help!!

Tracey’s P.O.VThe ride was tense all through. The driver didn’t speak. Neither did I. I simply shut my eyes, muttering whatever prayer my lips had learned to whisper and only opened my eyes when it was time to switch vehicles.We switched vehicles once… twice.. and a third time just lime Ann said.Each felt like a test my nerves barely survived. New driver. New car. New plates. Every time I stepped out, my heart skipled, my body braced for unexpected bullets, or Damien’s men running out of the dark with guns raised in an attempt to return me back.But nothing of such happened. Each operation was smoothless it made me realize my mind had been accustomed to chaos that I didn't believe peace like this existed anymore.By the time we merged onto a narrow, poorly lit road surrounded by trees, my body was finally loosening up from holding itself together.I allowed myself to think maybe I was actually going to make it far away from him.But as soon as I thought those words, the car jerke

Last Updated : 2026-01-06

Welcome Home, Tracey

Tracey’s P.O.V“What??“I felt my heart stop beating the moment he uttered those words. I stared at him, my fingers curling into fists, but from his expression I couldn't tell if he was joking or being hell serious “That’s… that’s not funny.”“Who said I was joking?”“You didn’t mention a ranch,” I snapped. “Or that you owned a private plane earlier on the road.”“I didn't think it was necessary at that point” he replied calmly.That made something inside me snap. “You knew,” I said slowly. “You knew back there. On the road. You knew exactly who we were”His lips curved into sinister smile just like the one from earlier and I knew that was all the confirmation I needed.I was damn right about this fucker. But why did he choose to help and who was he?“You lied well back there. Almost convinced me you were Camille yunno.”A cold shiver crawled down my spine as I stared at him, unable to process my words “I'm sure you must be wondering why I played along?” he cut through my thoughts.

Last Updated : 2026-01-07

Perfect New Bride

Tracey’s P.O.V“What did you say?“ I asked again, oblivious of his previous statement. I was too far into the beauty and serenity of this place. “I said welcome to your new Home, Tracey.“ He smiled at me and I simply smiled back, unable to hide the excitement on my face.“This place…” “Not what you expected?”“I don’t know what I expected,” I admitted. “But not this.”He smiled faintly. “Most people imagine animals like horses and cows ….with land full of grasses, woods and cowboys when they hear 'ranch'." “And this isn’t?”“Oh, it is,” he said calmly. “Just on the surface. Deep down more blood goes down that you'd ever expect.“That made my nerves twitch but not enough to ruin the moment.A black SUV waited nearby. Another vehicle farther back. Men stood around, alert but relaxed, dressed casually, eyes scanning the perimeter with trained ease.No stares. No threats.No one reached for a weapon.I realized then how used I had become to being watched like prey.Luca motioned towar

Last Updated : 2026-01-08

Muddy Experience.

Tracey’s P.O.VI stood there long after Luca walked away, his words echoing louder than the quiet farmhouse ever could.The word fiancee settled uncomfortably in my chest, heavy and unreal. I wasn’t anyone’s anything. Not anymore. Not after everything.I slowly made my way upstairs, each step creaking softly beneath my feet as if it knew the room at the end of the hall was clearly mine. The door stood open, inviting but cautious, like it wasn’t sure what kind of ghost I was bringing with me.And without thinking, I stepped in.Inside, the room was simple but beautiful. A wide bed dressed in clean white sheets. A wooden dresser by the wall. A reading chair near the window. Nothing extravagant or cold. Instead all I It felt was the intentionality and Thoughtfulnes.I dropped my small bag by the bed and walked straight to the window.The view stole my breath.The land stretched endlessly, rolling green fields melting into distant hills, fences cutting clean lines through the earth. Tree

Last Updated : 2026-01-10

Follow My Rules.

Tracey’s P.O.VSofia didn’t loosen her grip until we were halfway across the lawn.“Careful,” I muttered, glancing down at my muddy shoes. “I’m sorry. I seemed to have messed up the place withmuddy footprints all over.”She laughed softly. “You’ll get used to it. Mud has a way of finding everyone here.”Luca walked beside us too, quiet, but distracted. As if his mind had roamed else where Sofia finally slowed when we reached the house. I looked around realizing this was different from the one Luca had taken me to earlier.This was more ranch-like and quite a distance because I was exhausted from walking all the way here.I let out a ragged breathe.“I really am sorry about that,” she said again, glancing at my clothes. “The kids get… too excited sometimes”“It’s fine,” I replied. “I’ve survived worse.”Her eyes observed to my face but she said nothing.Instead, she walked along, guiding me toward the kitchen. The warmth of coffee, baked bread, something herbal simmering on the stove

Last Updated : 2026-01-11

She smells like trouble!

Tracey's P.O.VI was done cleaning up and changing into the dress Sophia had prepared for me when I heard the loud exchange causing me to stop in track, behind a wall. Elena was back into the kitchen and this time she was going head on with Luca.“That was unnecessary mama.” Luca exhaled angrily.Elena looked at him coolly. “So was bringing a stranger into this house and calling her your fiancée without warning.”“She’s not a stranger!” Luca replied. “Not to me.”Sophia shifted uncomfortably. “Mama, Luca’s an adult. He doesn’t need permission. He can get married to whoever he wants.”Elena’s eyes flicked to Sophia. “And you don’t need to involve yourself in matters that don’t concern you.“Sophia stiffened. “She does concern me? This is my home too. She’s standing in my territory, my kitchen covered in mud because of kids I’m responsible for.”I blinked. Wait. Her kitchen? Her territory? What did that mean?Elena sighed, as if deeply burdened. “Fine. Since you both have decided to be

Last Updated : 2026-01-12

Almost Legally Binded

Tracey’s P.O.VI barely slept. I couldn't sleep despite how comfortable the bed was. This was supposed to be my most peaceful night, but thanks to Elena's cold welcoming, my mind refused to slow down.Elena’s sharp voice kept replaying in my head. The way Luca had stepped in front of me, defending from her prying eyes. Sophia’s words that sounded like a cold warning.By the time the sky began to lighten, I gave up trying to sleep. I slipped out of bed quietly and padded downstairs, following the faint sound of movement.The kitchen lights were already on.Luca stood by the counter, sleeves rolled up, one hand wrapped around a mug as steam curled lazily into the air. He looked… calm and hearty. Like mornings didn’t exhaust him.Not like Damien.Damien would , waiting. Waiting to be served. Waiting to be obeyed.Luca noticed me almost instantly.“You’re up early,” he said.“So are you,” I replied.“I don’t sleep much.”“I noticed.”He turned slightly, studying me. “Did you rest at all?

Last Updated : 2026-01-15

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