All Chapters of Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don: Chapter 721 - Chapter 730

Theo’s POVI leaned back slightly in my chair, letting my fingers rest loosely against the stem of my glass.“And that’s everything?” I asked casually.She hesitated just briefly then nodded.“Yes… I believe so.”I held her gaze for a moment longer then I gave a small nod.“Thank you for tonight,” I said.She smiled again, clearly pleased with herself.“Well, you've been a great host” she said.We sat in a brief silence after that. I needed to end this without raising suspicion or making it obvious that this entire evening had been… intentional.She tilted her head slightly, studying me.“You’re very interested in them,” she said.I didn’t react immediately, just took a slow sip of my wine, letting the pause stretch naturally.“Am I?” I asked lightly.She smiled, but there was curiosity behind it now.“Yes, more than most neighbors would be” she said.I let out a quiet chuckle.“Maybe I’m just trying to understand them better.”“Why?”I met her gaze. Answering that question wrong woul

Michael’s POVMorning didn’t feel like morning anymore, not the kind that came with peace or ease or even something as simple as routine.No, this morning came with tension, ssilence that felt too loud and eyes that never stopped watching.I stood by the window, the curtain barely drawn aside, my gaze fixed on the street outside as cars passed, one after another.My fingers tightened slightly against the fabric.“Anything?” Nick’s voice came from behind me.I didn’t turn.“Nothing yet,” I replied quietly.Ashley sighed from across the room, where she stood near the couch, her arms folded tightly over her chest.“You’ve said that ten times already,” she muttered.“And I’ll say it ten more if I have to,” I said, finally glancing back at her.Her eyes met mine, frustrated and tired but underneath all that was worry.We all were.“I don’t like this,” she added.“I know.”Nick moved closer to the window, peering past me.“They’re not here,” he said.“That doesn’t mean they won’t come,” I r

Theo’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection, water still clinging to my skin from the shower, droplets trailing down my chest in slow, uneven paths. The bathroom was quiet except for the faint hum of the extractor fan and the soft drip of water from my hair hitting the tiled floor but inside my head, there was nothing quiet about it.Michael's name alone was enough to tighten something in my chest, not in the way it had before.“If you’re connected to them…” I muttered under my breath, my gaze hardening as I leaned slightly closer to the mirror.My jaw clenched and my hands curled slightly against the edge of the sink as every thought about Michael and the Ramirez family led back to my dead fiancé.His face flashed in my mind, alive with a smile and then he was gone because of Don Fernando’s husband, the man I had been chasing for years, the man who had taken everything from me.And now Michael who was living right across from me, looking at me, talking to me,

Theo’s POVThe knocking continued and I stood frozen for only a second before my eyes snapped toward Michael.He looked pale qnd that alone told me more than anything else had because Michael didn’t scare easily, not from what I had seen.Another knock echoed through the house, harder this time and my jaw tightened.Michael moved first.“We need to hide me.”His voice was low and urgent.I stared at him and despite the situation, despite the danger, a bitter part of me still latched onto one thing.“Hide you?” I repeated slowly.Michael looked at me like I was insane.“Yes, Theo. Hide me.”Another knock sounded at the door then a voice i recognised from Marlo Ramirez followed.“Mr. Theo Park, open the door” he said calmly. Michael cursed softly under his breath and my eyes narrowed.“If you have nothing to do with them, then why are you hiding?” I said carefully,Michael stared at me in disbelief.“Are you serious right now?”“Yes.”“Theo—”“You said you’re innocent.”Michael ran a f

Theo’s POVMy body reacted before my mind fully caught up. I was already on my feet, heart slamming hard against my ribs as the sound echoed through the house like a warning bell.That wasn’t just any noise, that was a fight and I knew exactly who caused it.Of course it was Michael.My jaw tightened instantly, something sharp and conflicted rising in my chest.“Check it,” Marlo ordered calmly, though his voice carried an unmistakable edge beneath the smoothness.Several of his men moved immediately, weapons drawn, rushing toward the direction of the sound.My eyes flicked in that direction briefly, tension coiling tightly in my muscles.Anabelle’s head snapped toward the hallway, her expression sharpening immediately just as more shots were fired and a battle began.“There’s someone else in the house,” she said coldly.Marlo’s gaze shifted slowly, calculating.“I assumed as much,” he replied.That made my stomach drop but as his men disappeared down the hallway and the chaos pulled a