Lahat ng Kabanata ng Owned by the Mafia Boss : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

The Game Of PowerElisaThe Moretti mansion sat on the hills above Palermo, tonight, it was bright with lights, every window poured golden light onto the gardens. Expensive cars lined the long driveway, this was the Moretti ball, a big party but it felt more like a show of power than a celebration.The ballroom was full of fancy dresses and sharp suits, there was a lot of polite laughter and quiet talking. Big crystal lights hung from the ceiling, everything seemed to shine. The polished marble floor, the old paintings, the silver plates of food. It was beautiful, but it felt heavy, almost too much.Antonio and I walked into the room hand in hand, the loud chatter in the room softened, then almost stopped, every head turned and I could feel every eye on us. Antonio moved with power, his presence filling the space. I walked beside him, my spine straight, my gaze steady, tonight we were a united front, a display of strength that radiated from us. Some guests looked at us with awe, t

An Unlikely ReassuranceElisa I walked away from the hallway, my mind spinning, the image of Georgia kneeling and her hand on Antonio's trousers, was burned into my mind. I heard Pyotr's footsteps behind me, but I didn't slow down, I just wanted to get away, my stomach was twisting. What did I just see, what the hell was Antonio doing?The loud music and chatter from the ballroom hit me, it all felt too bright and too loud, I needed air. I pushed through the crowd, heading for one of the empty balconies outside, my thoughts were a mess. I reached the balcony, the cool night air hit my face as I gripped the railing, looking out at the city lights. My hands were shaking a little, I felt a cold to my bones."Malyshka."The voice was low, smooth, I knew It was Pyotr, he had followed me outside, I did not turn around."Don't let her play you," he said, his voice just behind me. "Or get the reaction she expects from you."I stayed still, my back to him, I was surprised he was talking to

Reality and DreamsElisa I woke up with a gasp, my body cold despite being wrapped in Antonio's arms. My heart pounded against my ribs, loud in the quiet room. The nightmare was still so vivid, in the dream I had seen Antonio falling, blood spreading on his white shirt, his eyes, usually so full of life, were empty. All around him, the familiar walls of the estate were being swallowed by bright, angry flames. I could almost smell the smoke, feel the biting heat on my skin, it felt terrifyingly real, a waking nightmare.Why was I seeing Antonio die in the same way my family died, was this a premonition?I lay still for a moment, trying to calm my racing heart, the fear still gripped me, it was like a cold hand squeezing my chest. Antonio shifted beside me, his arm tightening around my waist, pulling me closer, he mumbled something soft in his sleep, his warmth was a stark contrast to the icy dread that still clung to me.A few minutes later, he stirred, his eyes slowly opening. He

Unholy MergerGeorgia My plan was going smoothly these days and I was in a happy mood, I still couldn't forget the look on that bitch Elisa’s face when she saw me on my knees in front of Antonio at the ball.It was always so much fun when my plans worked, they thought they could take everything from me, but I'll show them who is the smartest.I was here looking for the next enforcer of my plan, the hideout was an old villa in Calabria, far from the city's noise. It was crumbling in places, with dusty furniture covered by white sheets. The air was cold, damp, and smelled old, this place was disgusting, but I didn't let it show on my face. I found Lorenzo, he was sitting at a large, scarred wooden table, looking at a map. He looked tired, his face tight with stress.I stepped into the room, my heels clicking on the stone floor. Lorenzo looked up quickly, his eyes wide and a look of anger in them. "Georgia? What are you doing here?" He sounded surprised, he didn't like being taken u

Plans Taking ShapeAntonio The old distillery building on the far edge of the estate had become our private place for meeting these past few days, it was abandoned and mostly forgotten, which meant it was also free from prying eyes. The dust motes danced in the thin light coming through the dirty windows, the air smelled of old wood and decay. This was where I could speak freely with Matteo, and we wouldn’t be heard.I walked into the empty space, my footsteps echoing loudly. Matteo was already there, standing near a broken window, looking out at the vineyards in the distance. He turned when he heard me come in, his face showed that he was ready for whatever this was."Antonio, you called," he said, his voice low.“Yeah, Matteo," I replied, walking towards him, I stopped a few feet away. "We have a lot to discuss and do, but little time."He nodded. "I'm ready."I looked around the dusty room. "We were able to carry out the decoy plan for the shipment, and I heard the delivery wa