All Chapters of I'm not your possession, Mr Mafia. Or am I?: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Luca’s POVShe was still there.Her bare arm curled over the pillow, her hair a mess of wild curls on my chest. One of her legs had slipped out of the covers sometime during the night, and it was hovering over mine. Her mouth was slightly opened, her eyes shut peacefully. She was still deeply asleep.I didn’t move. I just watched.There was something about the way she slept—like all her fire was on pause. As though the same woman who argued with me like a storm could also fold so effortlessly into my sheets, into my space, like she belonged here.And maybe she did.I smiled gently to myself, tracing the line of her shoulder with my eyes. Her skin looked softer in the morning light. She shifted a little, her body coming closer to me. Like we weren't already close enough.But I didn’t move.I only watched her some more. Inhaling her scent.Because if I touched her now, I wouldn't be able to stop.My phone vibration broke the quiet atmosphere. I reached for it carefully, making sure not

Chapter 13 - Calm Luca De Rossi Fomo Luca's POV“I could go to London for you sir.” Alex said after I told him of my plan.“No, I need you here.” I replied, I couldn't risk Alex going into somewhere I myself wasn't sure of.“I'll send Emilio. He's better at handling things like this.”In the meantime, I need to make a call. I need to order a new shipment. My distributors would be expecting something.“But we won't be able to make enough to cover all distributors.”“No, we just need to focus on the most important ones. Those ones we know won't be patient enough to understand the attack on my shipment.”A call came in and Alex said it was a private number.I collected the phone and answered the call.I didn't say anything, I just placed the call on speaker and muted. I needed to hear the sound from the other end first. It was a safe strategy for me.For almost 30 seconds, there was silence. Neither I, Alex or the caller said anything. Almost like the caller was doing the same thing I

Luca's POVHer question hit me like a bullet."Why do you have a camera in my room?"Everything in me stilled. My breath, my hands, my thoughts. For a second, I stared into her eyes, trying to figure out what she already knew, what she had seen. But then she looked at me like she wasn’t afraid—like she still wanted me—like she still wanted me to know I could still have her. Even if the walls were starting to crack.So I didn’t say anything. Not yet.Instead, I held her closer and kissed her again.No way I'm missing this chance.I kissed her slowly, deeply, like I had all the time in the world. My hand slid down the curve of her waist, pulling her closer until her body melted into mine again. Her legs wrapped around me with ease, like her body already knew the rhythm.The tips of her wet inside I could already feel on the tip of my hard member.I moved with time now—not rushed, but deliberate. She gasped as I let myself slide inside her, her hands holding my shoulders like she didn’t

Luca’s POVI stepped into the living room and froze.Maria was curled up on the couch like a broken thing. Her shoulders hunched. Her head bowed low. Her eyes met mine for a second—red and hollow, like she's been crying all day, leaving traces of tears to dry.She didn’t speak.She didn’t need to.I walked over quietly, and she looked up again, forcing the words out like they burned in her throat.“They destroyed everything. Everything I owned in that apartment.”Her voice cracked on the word everything.She inhaled slowly, trying to stay composed. I could see her jaw tighten. She wasn’t trying to get pity—she was trying to keep herself from falling apart.“Whoever got into my apartment destroyed everything, Mr De Rossi. That apartment was empty when I got it. From the mattress to every other thing in it, I bought it with the money I worked for. Every single item.”Her voice got thinner.“And they destroyed it all. All of it.”I sat beside her, my throat dry.She turned away, her eyes

Maria's POVThe fire in front of me was warm, but I still felt a little chill inside me.I sat in front of the fireplace, holding a glass of whisky. I watched the flames move, but all I could see was the car from earlier. The one that exploded behind us. That could have been me. One second slower, one wrong move… and I would’ve been gone.I took a sip. The drink burned a little. I didn’t even like whisky, but it helped tonight. I just needed something.I wasn’t crying today. Like I used to. Not anymore. Today, I was proud of myself.I ran. I acted. I got Alex and me out. I didn’t freeze. I didn’t fall apart. And Luca… he saw that… and he looked at me with pride in his eyes.I’m in this now. I told myself again.Not just a guest. Not just someone Luca De Rossi was helping. I am with Luca De Rossi.And when we’re done with Alejandro, I’ll make him find the one who messed up my apartment. I’ll make sure of it.I heard the door open behind me.Luca.He walked in slowly. I didn’t turn aro