All Chapters of Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don: Chapter 741 - Chapter 750

Theo’s POVMarlo stood near the center of the warehouse looking entirely too relaxed for a man about to kidnap a child.Anabelle remained beside him, elegant even in tension, though the irritation on her face was impossible to miss.Mortis was the real problem. The man stood silently near Marlo with his hands behind his back, watching everything with those cold, unreadable eyes.Nothing about him felt careless or easy to fool, which meant if this plan failed, we were dead.Henry stood several feet away from them with his wrists restrained, trying hard to look braver than he probably felt but I noticed the slight trembling in his shoulders.The kid had just watched Ashley and Nick die and somehow, that guilt kept digging deeper into my chest.Marlo looked pleased with himself.“Well, I must admit, Theo, I underestimated you” he said smoothly while adjusting the sleeve of his expensive coat, I forced myself to give a small shrug.“You’re not the only one.”Anabelle scoffed immediately.

Theo’s POVEverything inside me went cold the moment I heard Kim’s voice through that phone, the kind of terror only a parent could understand.The warehouse suddenly felt suffocating.The broken lights overhead blurred faintly as rage crashed through my chest so violently that for a second I genuinely couldn’t think straight.Kim was terrified and Marlo was smiling.That was the part that shattered whatever control I had left.I moved before I could stop myself.I grabbed the front of Marlo’s expensive coat violently and slammed him backward hard enough to make the chair behind him scrape loudly across the concrete.“You touch my daughter and I swear to God I will kill you" I said, my voice rough. The entire warehouse erupted into movement instantly.Mortis stepped forward sharply, several men raised their guns but Marlo laughed.The sound echoed through the warehouse and made my skin crawl. His hands remained calm at his sides while I held him by the collar.“No, you won’t" he said

Theo’s POVMy hand had never shaken like this before, but now, standing in the middle of that filthy warehouse with a gun pointed at Michael while Henry cried beside me, I felt completely broken.The weight of the weapon in my hand suddenly felt unbearable.Michael stood a few feet away from me with his eyes closed, like he had already accepted death.There was pain written all over him, hidden beneath the stillness qnd somehow, despite everything he had done, I couldn’t hate him anymore.My grip tightened painfully around the gun.“Do it,” Marlo said casually.I snapped my head toward him instantly and the bastard looked completely relaxed, like this was entertainment.Henry glared at him with so much hatred it almost startled me.“Shut up,” Henry hissed.Marlo smirked faintly.“You really are Fernando’s son.”Henry looked ready to attack him physically despite the guns aimed around us.Michael must’ve sensed it too because even with his eyes closed, he spoke quietly.“Henry.”Immedi

Michael’s POVHenry had been taken to meet a medic who checked a bruise along his wrist where Marlo’s men had restrained him.I sat a few feet away on a metal chair while Director Hale stood in front of me with his arms folded across his chest and for the past twenty minutes, I had told him everything.Or at least as much as I could.Hale remained quiet for a long time after I finished speaking. His sharp eyes studied me carefully then finally he exhaled slowly.“Well, that’s significantly worse than I expected” he muttered. A tired laugh escaped me before I could stop it.“Sorry.”“You should be.”There wasn’t real anger in his voice though, mostly disbelief.Hale shook his head slightly and paced a few steps away before turning back toward me again.“When Luca recommended you three to me, I knew something was unusual" he said slowly.I frowned faintly.“You did?”“Michael, you, Ashley, and Nick showed up in town with almost perfect documentation, military-level survival instincts,

Fernando’s POVThe hospital hallway felt strangely cold despite the expensive lighting and polished floors. Henry stood frozen beside Michael, his eyes wide with disbelief, confusion, and something deeper.Something wounded.God, the last time I had truly seen him, he had still been a child. Now he stood nearly as tall as Michael, staring at me with eyes that looked like mine. Neither of them spoke and honestly, I understood why.I had imagined this moment countless times over the years but none of those fantasies had prepared me for the reality of his expression now.He looked destroyed.The guards outside Ashley and Nick’s room shifted awkwardly, clearly sensing the tension but I barely noticed them.My attention remained completely fixed on Michael.His face had gone pale beneath the harsh hospital lights. His injured shoulder visibly stiffened beneath his jacket.He looked exhausted, traumatized and despite everything, the sight of him standing there still made my chest ache with