Semua Bab Caught In The Mafia's Web : Bab 1 - Bab 6

Chapter One: Emilia’s PovI have always prided myself on my ability to blend in. My job as an accountant at Marsh & Carter required little more than quiet efficiency—qualities that came naturally to me. Most days, I kept my head down, my eyes on the endless stream of numbers and files that crossed my desk. It was a life of comfort, a life that I felt safe in. No risks, no complications. Just order and routine.But all of that changed the night Luca Moretti walked into my world.The day had started like any other, I was going through a pile of invoices, barely glancing at the clock. But just as I was about to clock out, my boss, Mr. Jenson, had called me into his office. He was a stern man with a permanent frown etched into his face, though I rarely interacted with him. Seeing him look uncharacteristically tense had set my nerves on edge.“Miss Rossi,” he’d said, his voice stiff, “I’ll need you to go over a few additional accounts. A special request from a… valuable client. Just get i

Chapter ThreeEmilia povIsabella! That name kept ringing in my ears, what she said about her and Lucas, she called me a toy. The ride to Lucas' penthouse was calm and quiet as we did not talk much with each other. I kept my eyes facing the window as I watched the car go by. We arrived in the most expensive neighborhood in the city where the rent cost an arm and a leg to get.As we slowly rode into the apartment complex, I was in awe of the design. This was twice the size of my own apartment. The car stopped, and I could see the large amount of guards that were all around.The car door was opened by the security team and I got down from the car still looking around. Lucas got down from the car also and walked into the apartment.“Welcome back” a young man greeted but Lucas did not respond as he walked past him. “Rude!” I said to myself, giving the guy an awkward smile, I quickly followed Lucas into the elevator that took us up to the penthouse. When we got to the house I was awest

Chapter FiveEmilia’s POVI froze, my blood turning to ice as the words echoed through the office. Slowly, I lifted my gaze from the open drawer to the man standing in the doorway.Mr. Jenson.His silhouette was sharp against the dim light of the hallway, his expression unreadable—but the glint in his eyes was enough to tell me I’d been caught.“Miss Rossi,” he drawled, stepping into the office, his polished shoes clicking against the floor with maddening precision. “Working late again? Or should I say… trespassing?”My throat closed. I tried to shut the drawer quietly, but my hand was trembling. “I—I was just—”“Spare me,” he snapped, his voice suddenly sharp. He reached the desk, his hand slamming down against the wood so hard the pens rattled. I flinched. “You think I don’t know when someone’s been poking around where they don’t belong?”The air thickened, heavy and suffocating. My phone was still in my palm, the screen glowing faintly, the camera app open with the damning photos s