All Chapters of Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don: Chapter 831 - Chapter 840

Fernando's POVIf there was one person in the world who had consistently interfered with my relationship with Michael, it was Ashley.I had known her long enough to understand exactly how her mind worked.She was fiercely loyal, protective to a fault, stubborn, opinionated and unfortunately for me, she had never trusted me.Not when Michael and I were together.As I followed Michael into one of the guest rooms, I already knew this conversation wasn't going to be pleasant.Ashley entered behind us and immediately crossed her arms.Michael closed the door and let out a tired sigh.Michael rubbed his forehead."Can we please talk like adults?"Ashley immediately pointed at me."Tell him that" she said.Michael sighed even louder."See? This is exactly what I'm talking about."Neither Ashley nor I spoke.Michael looked between us then shook his head."I am tired. We have Marlo threatening everybody, we have Theo recovering, Ashley and Nick just got discharged and somehow all of us are und

Fernando’s POVI had faced assassins, I had survived betrayals,I had buried enemies and outsmarted rivals who thought they were smarter than me.None of those things frustrated me as much as my own son refusing to speak to me.I stood outside Henry's bedroom door and stared at the dark wood. The silence on the other side felt heavier than any gun pointed at my head.A few minutes ago, the entire house had finally calmed down. Ashley had retreated to one of the rooms with Nick.Theo was upstairs with Kim, recovering and probably thinking of new ways to annoy me.Michael was downstairs preparing lunch and Henry had locked himself inside his room, away from me.I knocked gently but i got no answer.I sighed."Henry."I knocked again but still nothing.My jaw tightened.Most people would have been terrified to ignore me, but not Henry. My son had inherited Michael's stubbornness.I leaned my head against the door. I could hear faint movement inside. He was definitely listening, he simply

Fernando’s POVThe moment we started walking back toward the house, I knew exactly what was going through Michael's head.He was furious. The dangerous version was when he became quiet, his jaw tightened, his eyes became focused and he stopped talking altogether.That was the version walking beside me now and honestly, I couldn't entirely blame him.Theo had done something incredibly stupid, sending someone to watch the house.It was obsessive and exactly the kind of thing that would make Michael angry.I almost laughed. Not because it was funny, but because it was very convenient.For days, Theo had been positioning himself as the stable choice, the reasonable choice for Michael. Meanwhile, I had been painted as the dangerous ex-husband, the reckless criminal and now Theo had gone and hired somebody to watch Michael's house.I didn't even need to do anything. Theo was destroying his own image.Still, despite how satisfying that thought was, another concern quickly pushed itself to th

Fernando’s POVThe second Michael blurted out the truth about Theo's spy, I knew the lunch was finished.I sat there silently as the dining room descended into chaos, and although everyone else's attention was focused on Theo, my mind was on Henry.I glanced toward my son and he looked uncomfortable.I had actually been making progress , painfully small progress with Henry.Now all of that was disappearing because the entire dining room had become a battlefield.I inwardly cursed then I looked back at Theo.The idiot looked absolutely cornered. Michael was standing now, Ashley was glaring, Nick looked disappointed, and Kim looked defensive."What exactly were you thinking?" Ashley demanded.Theo sighed."Ashley—"She pointed at him."No, don't Ashley me.""The situation isn't what you think" he said."Then explain it."Theo rubbed his forehead. His injuries were clearly bothering him, but nobody cared, not right now."I wasn't spying on Michael."Michael laughed sharply."Oh really?"

Fernando’s POV As I sat inside a guest room in Michael's house while he quietly washed dishes downstairs, I felt dangerously close to powerless.I stared at the closed bedroom door.A few minutes earlier, I had watched Michael gather the plates from lunch after everything had left him exhausted and I had wanted to help him.I had followed him into the kitchen. He was standing at the sink with his sleeves rolled up and soap bubbles covering his hands.The sunlight from the window had fallen across his face and for a brief moment I had simply admired him then I made the mistake of speaking."You're really doing all of that yourself?" I asked.Michael didn't even look at me."Yes.""I can help" I offered. "There's no need" he replied. I frowned."You sure?"He kept quiet snd that was answer enough. I leaned against the counter."Michael.""Fernando, I'm not in the mood" he said.The warning in his voice was immediate then I sighed dramatically."You wound me" I said jokingly. That e