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Lahat ng Kabanata ng I'm Not Your Property , Don Vincenzo: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

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Vincenzo’s POVThe door shut behind me with a low, final click. That sound alone sent a pulse straight to my dick. The room was dim, lit only by the warm glow of the chandelier above, casting shadows across the racks of tools, toys, cuffs, ropes, and the black leather bench that sat in the middle of it all like a throne. This was our room. And now, finally, he was in it.Hayden stood by the wall, looking around, his breathing unsteady but his stance steady. His eyes darted to the cuffs hanging near the bed and then back at me. I could see the hesitation in him, but also the spark—that curiosity, that hunger. That need to be fucked senseless and owned.“You really wanna do this?” I asked, my voice low, gravelly.He looked at me, nodded slowly. “I want you to take control… show me what that really means.”I walked toward him, the sound of my steps echoing in the stillness. I reached him in two strides, grabbed his jaw in my hand, forcing him to look up into my eyes. “You sure about that

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Hayden's POVI stayed there in the dim light of the room with the weight of everything just pressing down on me. Vincenzo and I, what we had just shared was something raw, something that should’ve made me feel even more certain of what we were, but the lingering confusion can't seem to leave me. My mind just kept circling back to the conversation I had overheard. The same one that had planted a seed of doubt in me.I stared at Vincenzo, who was still catching his breath beside me. He wasn’t even looking at me. His attention was elsewhere, a slight smile still playing on his lips from our time together, but it didn’t stop the questions from swimming in my mind."Vincenzo," I started with my voice quieter than usual. The hesitation that was in my words didn’t feel right, but it was still there anyway. "I overheard something that night that I need to know if it’s true."He twisted his head very slowly, giving me his full blown attention. His brow arched with curiosity, but he showed no

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Vincenzo’s POVThe absolute quietness in my bedroom sat heavily between us, and for the first time ever, I didn’t know how to break it with my aura or control. Hayden stood by the window staring at God knows what, his arms folded, his face still covered with question marks and confusion. He didn’t say a single word, but I could feel the weight of his stare piercing on my back.I hated it so much. Not the silence, but how much it demanded from me. Like he was waiting for something true. And just maybe, for once ever, I actually owed him that.“Take a seat,” I said with a hushed voice as I gestured toward the armchair across from where I was sitting on the edge of the bed.He barely turned to look at me. No disagreement of any sort. No usual sarcasm. Just plain worry. He crossed over the room slowly with his eyes never leaving mine and sank into the chair.“I told you I would explain,” I said as I began rubbing the back of my neck. “Why I am the way I am. You deserve to know the real re

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Vincenzo’s POVNineteen Years Ago The sound of two glass clinking echoed in the room, low and steady like a clock that was clicking. I sat straight, legs swinging on the leather armchair in Father's study, the smell of cigarette smoke weaving through the air like something was alive. It coiled around the heavy curtains, soaked into the floor and lingered in the edges of my sleeves.I sat still and quiet with my hands folded in my lap like Father had taught me, listening to the grown ups speak like I wasn’t even present. Father was now on his fourth drink or maybe fifth, and his voice had grown even louder and rougher and it was even more animated. He was laughing with a man I didn’t know very well. It was his friend. And a member of the council. Father never let me attend any meetings formally, he only lets me stick around the corner listening in on their conversations. The man’s name was Mariano Bellucci. He had a gold in his beard and a stiffness in his eyes that I didn’t yet kn

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Vincenzo’s POVThe silence between us stretched for longer than I expected.Hayden sat across from me, eyes heavy, like the weight of everything I’d just told him hadn’t settled yet, but was threatening to.I gave him time. He needed it."This whole thing went on for years, without everything happening right under everyone's noses," "I kept quiet to protect my family, to keep my siblings safe from him, and it cost me a lot." I said as I buried my fane in my hands for a second before reversing it.When his gaze finally met mine, it was quiet, uncertain. “You said… it went on for years,” he murmured. “What happened after?”I leaned back slowly in my chair, chest tightening under the weight of memory. “Yeah,” I said, voice lower now. “It did. Five years to be exact.”I was fifteen.By then, I had already mastered the art of silence. I had learned how to walk through the halls of my home without flinching, how to speak to my father like nothing was wrong, how to look Maria in the eye and

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Vicenzo's POVThe absolute quietness in the room felt like it stretched on forever. It was thick, oppressive, and heavy, making it hard to breathe. Hayden sat across from me, his hands folded neatly in his lap with his head lowered, eyes focused on the floor as if there was some invisible crack in the wood that held all his attention. His silence was more deafening than any words he could’ve spoken. Just a few minutes ago he was talking. In that moment, I realized how much I needed him to understand everything I had just told him. My chest felt tight, my pulse pounding through my veins. I had bared a piece of my soul to him, and now I could only wait for him to process it.I’d just shared things I hadn’t told anyone—not even my closest associates. The darkness from my childhood, the raw truth of it all. The way that man had taken something from me that I could never get back. And I knew that for Hayden, this wasn’t just some distant story. It was the truth of the man sitting in

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Hayden’s POVThe room was weirdly silent. It wasn’t just the absence of words, it was something else. Vicenzo stood in front of me, waiting, expecting to say something. I could feel the weight of his fierce look on me, but I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I mean he just told me everything, that he killed someone when he was just Fifteen years old, his confession was still echoing in my thoughts and it was pulling me in different directions. He had opened up to me in a way he had never done before, not to anyone, but how could I respond? What could I say?I could feel the tensed air between us, it was like the air crackling with unspoken words. His eyes were still on me, very sharp, but there was something softer in them now, something vulnerable. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to face it, but I was standing here just frozen in place, trying to make sense of the chaos inside me.“Why are you so quiet?” Vicenzo’s voice was a bit low. But I could hear the edge in it. He wasn’t used

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Hayden's POV The words hit me as if it was a bucket of ice water. Moving out? I was so caught up with Vicenzo that I had completely forgotten about my own ordeal, my Father who was trying to use me to get control, my real family's empire, the weight of everything just came crashing down on me once again.My entire body was tense, and I felt my stomach tighten. The heat of the moment was gone and shattered in an instant. Vincenzo, of course, remained unfazed. His face was already a mask of control, the emotion I had seen earlier replaced by the cold, calculating expression I knew so well.He stood up with his hands brushing the front of his pants, wiping away any trace of the intimacy we just had. His gaze never left Alphonso as he spoke, his tone firm but measured. “Gather my men. I want everything prepared first. We're not moving out just yet,”Alphonso nodded, already turning to leave.“Understood.” He paused at the door, then shot a quick glance back toward me. “I’ll handle the

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Vincenzo’s POVI locked the door behind me, pausing just long enough to take one final glance at Hayden. He had already curled up back in the bed, like I didn't just tell to get dressed. The sheets tangled around his waist, his skin marked by my hands, my mouth, my need. There was a look of something fragile on his face, peace, maybe. Or maybe it was the calm before the storm, the kind of calmness I didn’t deserve.I pulled away from the door and shut it, the sound of the lock clicking into place louder than I expected. My footsteps echoed down the hallway as I made my way down the stairs. Every step I took, I felt the weight in my chest grow heavier. My black leather jacket swayed behind me with each stride, the cool material brushing against my thighs like a second skin. I moved with purpose, even if my thoughts were all over the place.Outside, my men were already waiting. Guns loaded, eyes sharp, and the air tense with anticipation. The vehicles were lined up in the courtyard,

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Antonio Romano’s POVI pressed my hand against my jaw, trying to ease the throbbing pain. Vincenzo had actually had the nerve to do that. To hit me like that. The fucking cunt. I swallowed the anger that was rising fast in my chest. But I knew that it wasn’t the time to lose control. Not now. Not when I had everything planned so perfectly. One day, Vincenzo De Luca, the most feared Mafia, the one who thought he was untouchable, would be brought down to his knees by me. I would make sure of it.I stared at him, my eyes narrowing as he stood in front of me, waiting for an answer. His posture was calm, but I could see the fire behind his eyes. He had power, no doubt. But I had something more. I had patience, I had strategy, and most of all, I had the advantage. He didn’t realize it yet, but I was already several steps ahead.“So, I’ll ask again, Antonio. Why did you call me out here?” Vincenzo’s voice was smooth, almost casual, but there was an edge to it that made the hairs on the ba

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