Semua Bab Debt to the Mafia Boss : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Karina “WOULD YOU PREFER TO BE BENT OVER MY DESK?” For what seems like an eternity, I am silent. “W... what...?” I choke out. Raoul takes a look away from his computer to study me behind the lens of his glasses. His blue eyes are arctic with distaste as they take in the high neckline of the dress I have on. “Or would you prefer to fuck while standing?” He says coldly, his handsome face blank. I wonder if he's being serious or if he’s trying to scare me off. I hold on to the lapels of my coat, blood rushing to my face. I tell to think of how lucky I was a week ago when I had been blissfully unaware that my dad had screwed us all over. (One week earlier) I watch the coffin being lowered into the ground, willing myself not to break down. Mum is already a sobbing wreck and that’s not doing us any good. I look around. There’s a very small crowd of people who came to mourn my dad. Me, Mum, and Raine have made a pointed effort not to speak to me today. Dad had died as dramat

Raoul When Karina walked in, I could tell what drew Luca to her in the first place. Her thick blonde hair is tied at the nape of her neck, drawing attention to her face. She is bare-faced tonight, unlike she had been on that night four years ago. Those blue Disney princess eyes are wiped clean of makeup, framed by thick, dark lashes. She seems taut like she could snap any time soon. I almost feel sorry for her. Almost. She is wearing a black trench coat which is not knotted, revealing a high-necked black dress. Almost like she is here for a funeral. Her funeral. She hadn’t dressed so conservatively four years ago. Her supermodel figure had been on full display, the low-cut gown exposing more of her full breasts than it concealed. She had walked into my Vegas casino with her father, all killer legs and lipstick and big hair. Luca—or the twenty million dollar estate in Santorini—hadn’t stood a chance. It had been horrible. Luca almost went bankrupt. His father had threatened to d

Karina’s heart raced as she stood at the airport, her legs frozen in place. Raoul’s voice rang in her ears like a threat, smooth and dangerous, with an edge she couldn’t quite escape. Her eyes darted toward the bathroom, where she knew Raine was. She couldn’t let him get to her sister—couldn’t let her sister see any more of this mess. Karina took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves.She was running away. She had a plan, a fleeting chance to escape the nightmare she had been living since her father’s death. But now, standing here in the cold terminal, facing Raoul—the man who had already ruined so much of her life—she felt the weight of her choices pressing down on her. There was no turning back.“Karina.” Raoul’s voice was soft, but there was an unmistakable command to it. “I think you and I both know there’s no running away from this. You can make it easy, or you can make it difficult. Your choice.”She squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to give in, not wanting to admit that

Karina stood in the sleek, cold room, her body tense as Raoul’s words echoed in her mind. There was no way out. No escape. Raine was safer with Raoul’s protection, but that didn’t make her feel any less like a prisoner. The stark reality of the deal she had made sank deep into her bones, a suffocating weight that she couldn’t shake off.Raoul had a way of making her feel small, insignificant. He didn’t need to raise his voice or throw around threats. His presence alone was enough to remind her who held the power in this twisted arrangement.For the first time, Karina wondered if she had made a huge mistake. But there was no going back now. The money was due, and she had already made her bed. She would have to lie in it.She sat in the plush chair across from Raoul’s desk, avoiding his gaze as he continued to review paperwork, his back to her. His quiet dominance filled the room, and the air between them was thick with unspoken tension. Every part of her wanted to run, to get out and l

The silence in the room was deafening as Karina sat in the plush chair, the weight of Raoul’s words lingering in the air like a dark cloud. He had left her with a threat, a promise, and a sinking feeling that she was now a pawn in a game she couldn’t possibly win.She wanted to scream, to punch something, anything to release the building pressure in her chest, but the fear of what Raoul might do stopped her. She wasn’t free to do anything—not anymore.Her phone buzzed on the desk in front of her, and she glanced at it hesitantly. Raine’s name flashed across the screen.With trembling hands, she picked it up, her heart racing.“Karina?” Raine’s voice came through the speaker, sounding small, fragile. “Where are you? I don’t like this. I’m scared.”Karina’s chest tightened. She had promised Raine that everything would be okay, but the longer she stayed in Raoul’s world, the less she believed it. She swallowed hard, trying to steady her voice.“I’m at work,” Karina lied, keeping her tone