Todos los capítulos de Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don: Capítulo 671 - Capítulo 680

Michael's POV The morning air was calm and I hated it because nothing about my life was normal anymore.I stood in the backyard, gripping the handle of a shovel harder than necessary as I drove it into the soil. The earth gave way with a soft crunch, dark and damp beneath the surface, and I exhaled slowly, trying to let the motion steady me.But it didn’t. The truth had a way of digging deeper than any blade ever could and right now, it was tearing me apart from the inside.I shoved the shovel down again, harder this time.Ashley noticed and stepped closer.“Still thinking about what he said?” she asked quietly.I didn’t answer immediately because answering meant admitting it.“I don’t know what to think. I keep trying to tell myself he’s wrong, that he’s confused, that it’s just… coincidence” I admitted finally, my voice lower now. Ashley didn’t interrupt, she just listened.“But then I remember what I used to be, what I did back then, the kind of life I lived, the kind of things

Anabelle's POVThe smell of gasoline, cheap air freshener, and something faintly burnt filled the cramped car repair store, and I hated every second of it.I tapped my manicured nails sharply against the counter, each click echoing louder than necessary, my irritation building with every passing second.“This is exactly why I don’t delegate important things to incompetent people” I said slowly, dangerously, The mechanic in front of me, a greasy, middle-aged man with oil-stained hands and a nervous smile, shifted uncomfortably.“Yes, ma’am. We’re doing everything we can. The part we need—” he said quickly. “I don’t care about the part,” I cut him off coldly. “I care about results.”Behind me, I could feel my guards stiffen because this was their fault.I turned my head slightly, my gaze slicing through the two men standing a few feet behind me.“You had one job,” I said, my voice low but razor-sharp. “Ma’am—” one of them started.“No, don’t insult me by explaining failure. Fix it” I

Anabelle's POV The moment I saw them walk through the glass doors of the cinema, I knew I couldn’t let it go.It wasn’t just a coincidence, it couldn’t be.I stood there for a second longer than necessary, my heels planted firmly against the polished floor as my guards shifted uneasily behind me. The scent of popcorn and cheap perfume filled the air, but all I could focus on was that boy.Something about him had struck me the second I saw him earlier and there was no way I was going to let him evade me.“Ma’am? Is there a problem? Why are we in the cinema?”one of my guards murmured carefully.I didn’t answer immediately.My eyes were still fixed on the hallway leading deeper into the cinema, the direction the boy and the girl had just gone.“We’re going inside,” I said finally.There was a pause, like an hesitation.“Ma’am, this is a public place. Perhaps we should—” the second guard added, more cautiously this time but I cut him off.“I said we’re going inside.”My voice dropped in

Anabelle’s POVBehind me, I could feel my guards shifting, waiting for a signal. The hallway leading to the private cinema room was dimly lit, the soft golden lights lining the walls giving off an almost suffocating warmth.But none of that mattered because right now, all I could see was her blocking my way.I tilted my head slightly, studying her more closely. “Move" I said, clearly tired of her games.The girl didn’t move, not even an inch. Instead, she threw her hair off his shoulders in a dramatic way and leaned back slightly on her heels, like she had all the time in the world.“Yeah, that’s not happening” she said casually.One of my guards stepped forward immediately. “Watch your tone—”I lifted a hand, stopping him without taking my eyes off her.“No, let her speak” I murmured. I took a step forward but she didn’t move.“Do you know who you’re talking to?” I asked.She shrugged.“Someone who’s been following me and my boyfriend since we got here” she replied. I stepped clo

Theo’s POVThe engine hummed low beneath my hands, steady but nowhere near enough to calm the storm building inside me.Late morning light flooded the streets, too bright, too normal, like the world had no idea what I was about to do. People walked along sidewalks, laughing, talking, living their lives like everything was fine.It irritated me because nothing about this felt fine.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel as I slowed at the intersection, scanning the street ahead for the hundredth time.No sign of her or the guards.“You’re going to wear out your eyes at this rate.”Michael’s voice broke through my thoughts, calm as always, like he wasn’t sitting next to a man who was seconds away from losing his patience.I didn’t look at him.“I’ll take that risk.”He exhaled quietly beside me. “We’ve been driving in circles for almost an hour.”“Forty-five minutes,” I corrected sharply.“Feels longer.”“Then imagine how I feel.”That earned me a brief glance from him, but he didn’