All Chapters of Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don: Chapter 811 - Chapter 820

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Interrupted

Fernando's POVThe atmosphere in the house remained tense long after the confrontation with Henry.I sat alone in the living room for a while after Henry disappeared upstairs. The house itself was nice, nothing like the massive estates I owned back in New York. This place actually felt lived in with photographs sat on shelves, books stacked carelessly on tables and a blanket had been tossed over the couch.There was evidence of life everywhere. Evidence of years I had missed."You're staring at that picture again."Michael's voice pulled me from my thoughts and I turned to see he was standing in the hallway, arms crossed watching me.I glanced back toward the photograph I had been looking at. It was Henry, maybe ten years old standing beside Michael both smiling.Neither aware they were being photographed so it was genuine moment."He's grown" I said.Michael softened slightly."Yeah."A brief silence followed then he nodded toward the hallway."Come on."I stood."Where are we going

Henry's Harsh Words

Michael’s POVI barely had time to process what had happened. One second, Fernando's hand had been around my waist. The next, Henry was standing between us, absolutely furious.The force with which he had opened the door still echoed through the room and before either Fernando or I could say anything, Henry marched forward and pushed Fernando backward."Henry!" I exclaimed.Fernando stumbled half a step and immediately frowned."What the hell—""No!" Henry pointed at both of us.The anger in his voice surprised even me. Kim appeared behind him in the doorway looking horrified."Henry" she called but Henry wasn't listening. His eyes were fixed on Fernando."Stop" Henry said.Fernando folded his arms."Stop what?"Henry laughed bitterly."You know exactly what" he replied. I stood awkwardly between them. My heart was still racing from what had almost happened moments earlier."Henry," I said carefully.His voice softened immediately when he looked at me."Dad, please" he said.Fernando

Revenge Never Sleeps

Theo's POVI hated hospitals, I hated the smell, I hated the white walls and most of all, I hated the fact that I was stuck in one while Fernando Ramirez was somewhere out there breathing freely.My jaw tightened as I stared out the window beside my hospital bed.Normally, I would have appreciated the view but today, all I could think about was Michael.He was out there while I was trapped in this room. The thought alone was enough to make my blood pressure rise.A knock sounded on the door but before I could answer, the doctor walked inside carrying a tablet.The moment I saw him, I already knew what was coming."Theo.""You came here to tell me I can't leave" I said before he could continue talking. The doctor sighed."Because you can't" he said."I can.""You absolutely cannot.""I feel fine" I argued. The doctor looked at me like I was an idiot."You were nearly blown apart.""I've had worse" I said."That doesn't make me feel better."I folded my arms and the movement immediate

Too Close

Michael’s POVI stood in the kitchen wearing an old T-shirt and sweatpants, staring blankly at the refrigerator while holding a glass of water.My mind felt exhausted and Henry's words kept replaying inside my head.I rubbed my forehead.Maybe I was overthinking things, maybe I wasn't. Either way, my brain refused to stop.I took a sip of water and turned around then immediately walked into one of the cabinet doors I had forgotten was open."Ow!"Pain shot through my head and my hand flew to my forehead, right where I had already been injured earlier."Fantastic."I leaned against the counter as the throbbing became worse. When I pulled my hand away, I saw a small smear of blood."Seriously?"I sighed. Apparently today wasn't finished punishing me.I walked toward the utility drawer and grabbed the first-aid kit.A few minutes later I was standing in front of the kitchen sink trying to inspect the injury through the reflection in the dark window.It wasn't serious, just very annoying.

The Look in His Eyes

Fernando’s POVThe kitchen felt strangely quiet.The only sounds came from the refrigerator humming softly in the background and the occasional ticking of the clock on the wall.Michael stared at me, still shocked, still trapped between me and the sink. His chest rose and fell a little faster than normal and I hated how much I noticed things like that.I still wanted him so much."Fernando" he started, his voice soundeding tired.Like he had spent the entire day carrying the weight of everyone else's problems and maybe he had.I sighed. The frustration I'd been carrying for weeks settled heavily in my chest."You think I'm lying" I said.Michael folded his arms."I think you're being Fernando" he replied. I almost laughed."What does that mean?""It means you say whatever benefits you" he answered.That one stung, more than I wanted to admit.I looked away briefly then back at him."That's not fair" I said.Michael shook his head."Neither was disappearing for years" he shot back the

Interrupted Hearts

Michael’s POVThe moment after I slapped Fernando felt strangely endless. I could still feel the sting in my palm and immediately, regret settled inside my chest.Fernando hadn't deserved some of my anger. He probably did but I qas at a point in my life where I hated violence.I hated becoming the kind of person who solved things with their hands, especially with him.I couldn't keep my eyes off Fernando's face. The red mark on his cheek was already fading but his dark eyes never left mine.I looked away first. I couldn't help it. I suddenly felt exposed, like he had seen something inside me that I didn't want him seeing."Fernando..."My voice came out quieter than I intended but he didn't answer. I rubbed my forehead and took a step backward."I shouldn't have done that" I said but still, nothing came out of his mouth.The silence unnerved me. I had expected him to yell, argue or say something. Instead, he simply stared and somehow that was far more unsettling.I exhaled heavily."

The Houseguest

Fernando's POVI was going to kill Theo.As I stood in Michael's living room watching him march toward the front door, I felt a level of irritation that was difficult to describe.Five minutes. That was all I had needed. Five more minutes and Theo would have been the furthest thing from Michael's mind.Instead, the stubborn bastard had somehow dragged himself out of a hospital bed and shown up at Michael's house.Of all the reckless, idiotic things he could have done.Michael reached the front door and opened it. Cold evening air rushed into the house and there Theo was, looking terrible.His face was pale, dark circles sat beneath his eyes. One arm was wrapped in bandages while another bandage disappeared beneath the collar of his shirt.He looked like someone who should have been unconscious in a hospital bed. Beside him stood Roberto, who looked equally exhausted.Michael immediately frowned."Theo!"Theo smiled weakly."Hi.""What are you doing here?" He asked.His tone was full o

A House Full of Trouble

Michael's POVI still couldn't believe this was happening. My house had somehow become a gathering place for all the people currently causing me stress.Fernando was here, Theo was here and a small army of Fernando's bodyguards was somewhere outside.I honestly deserved a fucking medal."Theo, slow down" I said as we made our way to the rooms."I'm walking slowly" he said.I sighed."You're impossible."Theo grinned."Yet here you are helping me" he replied. I narrowed my eyes at him and Theo looked entirely too pleased with himself.One arm was draped around my shoulders while I carefully guided him down the hallway toward my bedroom.I had originally intended to put him in one of the guest rooms. That plan had lasted approximately fifteen seconds because Theo had rejected it immediately."The guest room is too far away" he said."It's literally across the hall" I replied. "What if I need help?" He asked."Then call me" I answered. "What if I can't reach my phone?" He asked. "The

Unfinished Business

Fernando’s POVI hated Theo.At this point, I wasn't even trying to pretend otherwise. The man had an incredible talent for appearing at exactly the wrong moment.I stood alone in Michael's kitchen, staring at the refrigerator while holding a bottle of water I hadn't actually taken a drink from yet.The house was too quiet. The kind of quiet that allowed thoughts to become dangerous and my thoughts kept replaying the same scene.Michael against the wall, his eyes on mine, the way he had looked at me, the way he had pulled me closer and the way he had kissed me back.My grip tightened around the water bottle.Damn it. Even now, remembering it made my heart quicken. I could still taste his saliva in my mouth and I wanted more.For weeks I had been trying to convince Michael that what existed between us wasn't dead. That all those years hadn't erased everything.Tonight had proven I wasn't imagining it. Michael still felt something and I knew it.I had felt it, seen it and for a brief m

The Final Say

Michael’s POVIt took much longer than I expected to get Theo to fall asleep, partly because he was stubborn and mostly because he clearly didn't want to sleep.Every time his eyes started closing, he would somehow find a reason to continue talking.At first it had been about the hospital then Kim, Henry, Ashley and Nick then somehow he had started talking about the terrible quality of hospital food again.I was beginning to suspect he was deliberately trying to stay awake."Theo, you need to sleep" I said."I'm trying" he replied. "No, you're talking" I corrected. "I'm multitasking" he argued. I rolled my eyes then pinched the bridge of my nose as Theo smiled weakly."I like when you worry about me" he said."That's not helping your case" I replied. Eventually exhaustion won and his voice became slower. His words started slurring together and finally his eyes closed completely.I sat beside the bed for another minute just to make sure the rise and fall of his chest became steady.

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