บททั้งหมดของ Sold To The Devil Mafia Boss: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Adrian finally spoke, his voice calm. “When is Volkov moving next?”Petrov exhaled sharply, tilting his head back with a dry laugh. “If you think I will betray him, you don’t know me at all.”Nathan smirked. “Oh, we know you.” He pushed himself off the wall and took slow steps forward. “We know you are a man who enjoys power, but let’s be real right now, you have none.” He crouched slightly, leveling his gaze with Petrov’s. “So, tell me, why are you still pretending you have a choice?”Petrov’s lips twitched, but he remained silent.Adrian pulled out a knife, flipping it once in his hand before gripping it tightly. “I don’t have patience for this.” Without warning, he drove the blade into Petrov’s thigh.A sharp, agony cry tore from Petrov’s throat as his body jerked against the chair. His muscles tensed, breath coming in short, pained gasps. Blood soaked through his pants, dripping onto the cold floor.Adrian remained unfazed, twisting the knife slightly before pulling it out. “That

The drive back to the estate was quiet. Leo sat between Matteo and Rosco, his small fingers gripping the hem of his shirt. He was quiet, but his eyes moved constantly, studying everything. Unlike the other rescued women, who still looked shaken, Leo didn’t appear scared. He wasn’t even confused. If anything, he seemed… aware.Nathan, sitting in the front seat, glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “So, kid, you said you know about computers?”Leo didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”Adrian, who had been looking out the window, turned his attention to the boy. “How much do you know?”Leo met his gaze without fear. “A lot.”Nathan raised a brow, smirking. “That is not an answer.”Leo blinked, then shifted his gaze to Matteo. “Do you have a laptop?”Matteo frowned but reached into the back, pulling out a sleek black laptop. He hesitated for a moment before handing it to the boy. “Show us.”Leo flipped it open, his fingers moving quickly across the keyboard. The screen lit up, codes appearing fa

The warmth of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow over the room. Selene stirred slightly, her body still pressed against Adrian’s. His grip on her was firm, as if even in sleep, he refused to let her go.She sighed, tracing a slow line across his bare chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breathing. There was something strangely peaceful about this moment. But peace was nice. A sharp knock at the door shattered the tranquility. Adrian’s eyes snapped open instantly, his grip tightening around Selene before he exhaled, his body tensing.“Boss,” Matteo’s voice came from the other side, sound with urgency. “We have a situation.”Selene felt Adrian’s entire demeanor shift in an instant. The man who had held her so gently mere moments ago was gone, replaced by the ruthless leader she knew he had to be.Adrian ran a hand through his hair, sighing. “Give me a minute.”Matteo didn’t reply, but his footsteps faded, leaving behind an unspoken urge

After selene left the control room, she went to her room feeling dejected. Who could have done that? Definitely it is not an outsider, the person must have took the advantages when Adrian, Nathan and Matteo were not around. But who is after her? Is it Adrian's enemy or she has enemy herself. She looked up from where she was sitting when she heard footsteps. Matteo stood at the doorway, his expression neutral, but Selene knew better. He had come to deliver a message, one that likely came from Adrian."You should limit the way you walk around alone," Matteo said, his voice calm but firm.Selene crossed her arms. "I’m in Adrian’s estate, Matteo. Am I not supposed to feel safe here?"Matteo didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he stepped inside and shut the door behind him, lowering his voice. "Boss doesn’t want you involved in this." And also it is this same estate you are being watched. Selene let out a dry laugh. "Of course, he doesn’t. He never does."Matteo sighed, his stance un

Selene sat on the edge of her bed, her fingers lightly grabbing the fabric of her dress. The room was quiet, but her thoughts weren’t.Her father was in Ghost’s hands.Yet, she felt no panic, no overwhelming urge to act. She had learned long ago that he was never really a father to her only a man who happened to share her blood.And if there was one thing she understood, it was that Adrian would handle this.A soft knock interrupted her thoughts, and the door creaked open. Adrian stepped inside, his presence filling the space effortlessly.“You should get some rest,” he said, his voice calm.Selene met his gaze. “I will.”She didn’t ask about plans or demand to be involved. She wasn’t reckless or foolish enough to think she could change anything.Adrian studied her for a moment before giving a small nod. He didn’t try to reassure her with empty words he didn’t need to.Have you been training all this while alone? he askedYes, but it was somehow hard and interesting. Training start n