บททั้งหมดของ Tied To The Mafia Boss: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Alison “What are you doing here?” I regretted those words as soon as I let them out."Is this how you welcome me?" Aiden asked, stepping further into the room, his eyes scanning me as if expecting a different reaction. I swallowed, forcing myself to stay calm. "I’m sorry it’s just that… I didn’t expect you to be back so early." His lips curled into a smirk, and he took another step closer. “How did the plans go?” As those words left my lips my voice cracked. Of course, they had to crack. The thought of Aiden ending Hugh left a sour taste in my mouth. I didn’t want that to happen. I peered at Aiden waiting for his reply, he just stood there and I watched as his smirk widened.I was lost and confused as I tried to understand why he was putting me in suspense. “Aiden did Hugh escape?” I asked swallowing hard. I hoped he did but Aiden didn’t need to know that.“Not in a million years.” His response was simple and his smirk turned to a smile.Why was he smiling? Negative thoughts

Alison I waited until the guard had disappeared down the far end of the building before I walked down the street.My heart was hammering against my ribs. Every step I took felt heavier, weighed down by the consequences of what I was about to do. My fingers clutched the folded documents tightly as I continued walking, glancing over my shoulder every second.When I arrived at Damien’s home, I pressed the doorbell, waiting anxiously for a response but I got no response. I knocked softly, then a little harder, but still, there was only silence. My chest tightened. He had to be here—where else would he go? I moved around the side of the house, peering through the windows, but the curtains were drawn, the locks in place. Everything about the house felt…empty. My mind began to race. I didn’t know what had happened, whether Damien was safe, whether he even knew what was going on. But I had to act fast. If I stood there any longer, I risked getting caught. Thinking quickly, I bent dow

Damien The minute I walked into my home, a nostalgic feeling engulfed me.Images of Hugh at each corner of my house clouded my eyes.I could see him on the couch dragging a cigarette. I closed my eyes trying my best to push that memory away. I didn’t know how hard it was going to be to be back here. I regretted coming here, but I knew I had no choice but to stay.The moment my phone vibrated in my pocket, I knew something was coming. Pulling it out, I saw a text from Hernando: "Meet my men at the base in the city. They just arrived." His message read.I exhaled sharply. Then I dumped my bag on the floor of my room but I left the house.*** The base Hernando had directed me to was tucked into the underbelly of the city, a place where only the reckless or the desperate dared to tread. Dim streetlights flickered overhead as I pulled up, and the air smelled of cigarettes. I could also smell the stench from the sewers.I exhaled preparing myself to face the stench. As I stepped

Damien The minute I stepped outside, the chilly night air washed over me, clearing my head for a brief moment. A part of me wanted to turn around, go back inside, and tell Alison that I hadn’t meant those words—that I was just angry, that I was grieving, that I didn’t know how to process any of this. But I had to remind myself that what I did was for the best.As I was about to step into the car, my phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw Rex’s name flashing across the screen. “What is it, Rex?” I asked as I answered. His voice came through, sounding urgent and slightly out of breath. “We have to meet.” “What happened?” I asked, instantly alert. Had he gotten into some trouble he wanted me to get him out of, if that was case. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with any extra baggage.“I’ve got some information that you need to hear,” I heard Rex say and I felt relieved. “Well, that’s fast,” I responded. “I made a few calls and I was able to find out about a lot of th

Damien When I pulled open the door, my jaw clenched as my eyes landed on Alison standing on my doorstep. My heart lurched, but I buried that reaction beneath a mask of anger. "You’re following me around now?" I snapped, my voice rougher than I intended. I folded my arms across my chest, forcing myself to look her in the eyes instead of at the impossibly tight dress she was wearing. Focus, Damien.She shifted on her feet, glancing over my shoulder as if expecting someone else to be here. "We need to talk," she said, her voice softer than mine, almost pleading. "I already made myself clear," I shot back. "I told you to leave me alone Alison." A part of me hated saying that, but I needed to stay in control. I couldn’t let her back in—not when I was already struggling to keep my emotions locked down. Alison hesitated, then took a step forward. "Damien, please. I need to get inside. Aiden sent me here, and one of his men is watching. If I don’t do what he told me to do, who knows