All Chapters of Becoming the Forbidden Possession of the Mafia Boss: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Adrian’s POVI typed the address Derek had sent into my GPS and pulled out of the Mancini estate, my hands gripping the steering wheel tight enough to leave marks. The drive felt endless, my mind cycling through worst-case scenarios about Isabelle while that photo burned in my memory. When I finally arrived at the destination, I stared at the neon sign flickering against the night sky: Club Pink.Derek always did have a flair for the dramatic, and what better place to conduct whatever twisted business he had planned than in a place where screams could be mistaken for music.The parking lot stretched before me as I parked my car and sat there for a moment, my engine ticking as it cooled, trying to gather what remained of my courage.I stepped out into the cool night air, the bass from inside the club vibrating through the ground beneath my feet. That’s when I saw him.A man stood near the entrance, leaning against a black sedan like he was waiting for someone. When our eyes met across

Adrian’s POVI couldn’t bear to look at him, yet from the side of my eyes u could see clearly. His tender eyes, the red hue dripping from his mouth. At first I thought it was his wound, but for every words that went out of Gabriel’s lips, there was a cough that carried a pile of blood with it. Was it really because of me?Did my acceptance prompt such?He said it was just sex, I believe him. Or should I doubt him?I walked up the stairway and held Isabelle’s hands. Her delicate eyes were white, and I could tell she had been ill. I tried to smile and took her back to the room, after I laid the bed and she lied down, I finally could ask her.“What happened the past week?” “I was poisoned in the bar and uncle Niko went to check but he was shot six times and Gregory is in coma.”My hands tightened on the sheets and it crumpled. Tears welled up in my eyes. I tried so much to hide it, but it trickled down my skin and Isabelle caught a glimpse.“I’m fine Adrian. You don’t…”Her hands w

Adrian’s POVNikolai’s stare pressed against my spine, but I refused to turn around. The hospital’s automatic doors slid open with a mechanical whisper.My phone suddenly buzzed against my palm, the vibration cutting through the tension that had followed me from the car. Isabelle’s name flashed across the screen, and I answered without hesitation.“I’m almost at the hospital,” her voice came through, breathless with nervous energy. “Do you think I’ll be a good candidate? I spoke to someone and she said not everyone qualifies for egg extraction.”“You don’t have to worry about that,” I assured her, my voice steadier than I felt. “I’m sure it wouldn’t be a problem.”The lie came easily. I had no idea what the requirements were, but Isabelle needed reassurance, not my uncertainty. She had been through enough already, with the poisoning and the family’s ultimatum.“Okay, I’m here. Gotta go.”The line went dead, leaving me alone with the sound of my own breathing and the distant hum of h

Adrian’s PovFrancisco's jaw worked silently for several seconds, his face a mask of barely controlled rage. But when he spoke, his voice was steady, almost pleasant. "It's a fair option, Armano. May the best man win."The lie in his words was so transparent it was almost insulting, but Armano simply nodded as if he'd expected nothing less. A tall, broad-shouldered man with intricate scars running down his left cheek stepped forward from the shadows behind Armano's chair. Without speaking, he handed Armano a sleek black device.My blood turned to ice. The phone was unmistakable, its design burned into my memory from countless hours spent staring at the identical device hidden in my bedroom drawer. The same phone my mother had left me, the one I'd never been able to unlock, never been able to understand.Armano accepted the device with casual familiarity, his thick fingers moving across its surface with practiced ease. As he answered what must have been an incoming call, his voice drop

Adrian’s Pov"No." The word left my mouth before I could stop it, cutting through Leonardo's demand like a blade through silk.Leonardo's face contorted with disbelief, then rage. "What did you just say?""I said no." I straightened my shoulders, meeting his wild stare without flinching. "I won't kill Nikolai. Find another way to handle your family politics."The silence that followed was deafening. Leonardo's chest rose and fell rapidly, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. When he finally spoke, his voice was deadly quiet. "Peter."Peter appeared instantly, as if he'd been waiting just outside the door. "Yes, sir?""Take Adrian to the attic. Lock him in. And confiscate his phone."As Peter's firm grip closed around my arm, Leonardo stepped closer, his breath hot against my face. "I warned you not to complete that mega town project, Adrian. But you did it anyway, didn't you? Now the Moretti family will face losses while the Mancini family enjoys their success." His eyes