All Chapters of Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don: Chapter 701 - Chapter 710

Michael’s POVI exhaled sharply, dragging a hand down my face as I stood in the kitchen, staring blankly at the coffee machine while it hummed softly.My heart hadn’t fully settled since last night.It was ridiculous. It shouldn’t matter.He shouldn’t matter.“Dad?”Henry’s voice broke through my thoughts.I turned, forcing my expression into something normal.He stood at the entrance of the kitchen in his school uniform, his backpack hanging loosely from one shoulder, his hair slightly messy like he had rushed to get ready.“Morning,” I said.“Well, I’m ready,” he said, grabbing an apple from the counter. I stiffened slightly.There it was, the problem. I knew i couldn't convince Henry to stay home and I wasn’t in the mood to argue.I leaned against the counter, folding my arms.“You’re not going with Theo’s driver today.”Henry froze mid-bite.“What?”“You heard me.”He lowered the apple slowly.“Why?”“Because I said so.”Henry frowned.“That doesn’t make sense. I always go with—”

Michael’s POVThe moment I had seen Kim walking toward the car, my chest tightened.She had looked confident as ever and totally unaware of the threat lingering. There was something in the way she moved amd that made me uneasy.“She’s coming here,” Ashley had said quietly from the backseat.“I see her,” I had replied, my voice low.Henry had shifted beside me, already noticing it too.“That’s Kim,” he had said unnecessarily.“I know,” I muttered but my focus wasn’t just on her, it was on everything else.The men in the car across the street were still watching and now Kim was walking straight into the middle of it.“Don’t open the door,” I said quickly.Henry frowned.“What? Why—”“Just don’t.”Kim reached the car before he could argue. She bent slightly, tapping lightly on the window.Henry hesitated then glanced at me and I gave a small nod but nothing suspicious.He rolled the window down just enough.“Hey, why aren’t you coming out?” Kim asked, smiling a little. Henry forced a c

Michael’s POV The name still echoed in my head, even after Director Hale stopped speaking, even after the room fell into that heavy, suffocating silence, even after Nick leaned back in his chair and Ashley crossed her arms tightly like she was holding something in. Director Hale exhaled slowly, his gaze shifting between the three of us like he was trying to read something we weren’t saying out loud. “We don’t know his exact objective yet,“But a man like Marlo Ramirez doesn’t just show up in a quiet town like this for nothing" he continued, his tone measured. I swallowed slowly, forcing my face to remain neutral. Ashley leaned forward slightly, her voice calm but sharp. “Do we know how long he’s been here?” “Not long,” Hale replied. “Our intel suggests he arrived sometime within the last twenty-four hours.” Twenty-four hours. That lined up too perfectly and my chest tightened. Nick spoke next, his tone steady but edged with something darker. “And his people?” “They're alread

Theo’s POVThe line went dead, just like that with no warning, no hesitation or explanation.Michael had hung up on me.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, my jaw locking so hard it actually hurt. The faint hum of the engine beneath me did nothing to calm the storm building in my chest, instead, it only made everything feel louder, more irritating.“What the hell is your problem, Michael” I muttered under my breath.The empty passenger seat beside me felt heavier than it should have. It still carried the ghost of him, his silence, his distance, the way he looked at me like he wanted to say something but never did.It was getting old.I exhaled sharply, running one hand through my hair before gripping the wheel again. My thoughts refused to settle. They circled the same questions over and over again, each one more frustrating than the last.Why is he hiding things from me? Why does he keep shutting me out? And most importantly, what the hell is he involved in?Nothing about Mich

Theo’s POVI hadn’t planned for this, not like this, not this fast. One second, I was in watching, calculating, blending in like just another face in the crowd, the next Marlo Ramirez was sitting across from me, looking at me like I was something he had already figured out.My heartbeat was loud in my ears, but I forced my breathing to stay steady.Panic would get me killed here.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, keeping my tone neutral, my expression blank.Marlo didn’t react immediately. He just watched me, like he was peeling through layers I didn’t even realize I had then he smiled.“You should,” he said quietly.That smile didn’t reach his eyes.I leaned back slightly in my chair, forcing myself to relax into the role I was playing.“You’ve got the wrong person, I just came here to eat” I replied, shrugging faintly. “Did you?”The question wasn’t loud, but it carried weight.“Yes.”“And the car?” he asked.I frowned slightly.“What car?”“The one that has been be