All Chapters of Mafia King’s Obsession Chained by Lust.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

(Niko’s POV)For a week, Alessio De Luca stopped watching me.And somehow that was worse than captivity.Space didn’t make things easier.It made them worse.The corridor felt too wide. Too quiet. Too empty without the constant pressure of his presence.Every step echoed.Every guard watched.But none of them stopped me.Just like he promised.Freedom.The word felt like a lie.I reached the end of the east corridor again, stopping near the tall window overlooking the courtyard.The training yard was empty today.No shouting.No movement.No, Alessio.My fingers pressed lightly against the cool glass.Where was he?Why did that thought bother me?I clenched my jaw and stepped away from the window.I didn’t need to watch him.I needed to understand this place.The corridor is split into two directions.One led back to my room.The other—Down a darker hall I hadn’t seen before.No guards. No cameras.Or at least none I could see.My pulse quickened.Alessio said I wouldn’t run.Maybe h

(Alessio’s POV)The mansion was finally quiet.Too quiet.Midnight had swallowed the house whole, leaving only shadows stretching across marble floors and the distant hum of guards changing shifts.Most men would call the night peaceful.I knew better.Peace only existed when no one was plotting to kill you.And tonight had proven exactly how fragile control could be.My arm burned.The bullet had been removed an hour ago, the doctor stitching the wound while pretending not to notice the blood soaking through the bandages again. He had worked quickly, hands shaking just enough to remind me he understood exactly whose life he held between his fingers.The injury was clean.Painful, but not dangerous.Still… the throbbing under my skin pulsed with every heartbeat.A reminder. Not of the bullet. Of the boy.Niko.After the doctor was done and loneliness crept back in, I walked out of my room and stopped outside his door.For a long moment, I didn’t move.The hallway lights were dim, cast

(Niko’s POV)The words settled between us like a blade.“You stopped belonging to him… and started belonging to me.”For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.Around us, the courtyard continued moving. Men checked weapons. Orders were shouted. The wind carried the sharp scent of gun oil and metal.But everything felt distant.My attention stayed locked on Alessio.Belonging.The word scraped something raw inside my chest.“I don’t belong to anyone,” I said quietly.Alessio’s gaze didn’t soften.“No,” he agreed.Then his eyes darkened slightly.“But the world doesn’t care what you want.”Before I could respond, his lieutenant returned.“Boss, the meeting is ready.”Alessio nodded once.His attention shifted away from me like a door closing.“Stay inside today,” he said calmly.That sounded less like advice and more like an order.Then he walked away.The men around the courtyard moved with him, forming a quiet storm of black suits and weapons.And just like that…The moment ended.******

(Niko’s POV)“You know how to shoot?”Alessio’s question hung between us.The weapon felt heavier in my hand than I expected.I checked the safety automatically.“Yes.”His eyebrow lifted slightly.“Where did you learn?”“I have the blood of the strongest mafia boss in my veins," I replied, trying to sound confident, clicking the safety on.“Not as weak as I thought." Alessio's eyes narrowed as he handed me a spare magazine. "Let's see if that blood runs true."Another explosion shook the mansion.Dust drifted from the ceiling. Somewhere down the hallway, men shouted.Alessio didn’t look away from me.“Listen carefully,” he said.“That sounds like a lecture.”“It’s survival.”I tilted my head.“Same thing where I come from.”A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.Then it disappeared.“Stay close to me.”“You already said that.”“And you ignored me.”“I’m considering it.”His gaze hardened slightly.“If you wander off, you’ll die.”“That’s optimistic.”“For you?”“Yes.”“For

(Niko’s POV)Click.The sound echoed in the corridor.For half a second, no one moved.The Spanish leader’s finger tightened on the trigger pressed against Alessio’s temple.My pulse roared in my ears.Gunfire erupted.The man beside him collapsed first, the bullet tearing through his shoulder from the stairwell behind them.Everything exploded into motion.Alessio moved faster than I thought humanly possible.His hand snapped up, grabbing the rifle pressed to his head and shoving it sideways just as the gun fired.The bullet slammed into the wall.Alessio’s elbow drove into the attacker’s throat.A second later, he pulled the trigger of the weapon still in his other hand.The Spanish leader dropped.The hallway erupted with more gunfire as Alessio’s guards stormed up the stairwell.Two more attackers tried to retreat.They didn’t make it far.The corridor fell silent again except for the ringing in my ears.Bodies lay across the marble floor.Smoke drifted through the dim emergency l