Semua Bab I Saved the Mafia Boss—Now I'm His Obsession. : Bab 101 - Bab 107

Adriano ⫘☠︎︎⫘Neutral ground was a back alley between two warehouses in Chinatown. We picked it on purpose, filthy enough to remind Remo who he was dealing with, quiet enough for no one to hear if things went sideways.Rain slicked the asphalt, turning puddles into oil-slick mirrors. The whole block stank of garbage and gutter rot. I liked it. Set the tone.Luca stood to my left, a mountain in black with his hands in his coat pockets. Dante leaned against a wall, flipping through the contract in his file like he was prepping a Supreme Court case.Then Remo showed up.Two goons at his back, same usual dog-breath energy. He wore a black coat over a suit, but the desperation showed.“Gentlemen,” he said, forcing civility. “Let’s get this over with.”I smiled and lit a cigarette. I didn’t offer him one.“You got the paperwork?” I asked Dante.Dante smacked the file into Remo’s chest like he was handing over a death sentence.“Read it. Every word and read it slowly,” Dante said, “We’re no

Adriano ⫘☠︎︎⫘“You need to tell her the truth, Adriano,” Alessia said quietly, “This can’t go on forever, she’s not stupid. She’s already starting to feel it.”Her voice barely made it through the weight in my chest. I didn’t answer, just exhaled slow through my nose, like that would calm the fury boiling under my skin.Vincenzo let out a dry laugh from the leather armchair, legs spread wide, gun on the table, “Told you from the beginning to marry the girl, lock it down. Now she’s yours. What’s she gonna do? Run? You think we wouldn’t find her? You think she’d make it past the driveway?”Alessia crossed her arms, glaring at Vincenzo, “And what happens when she does? When she puts it all together, what this family really is? What you’ve dragged her into?”Vincenzo cracked his neck and smiled like a wolf. “Then it’s too late. She’s already wearing the ring.”I knew Maddie. I knew her heart, her soft fear, her blind trust. And I’d wrapped myself in all of it, I let her fall so deep she

Madeleine 𓎢𓎠𑄻𑄾𓎠𓎡I sat in the backseat, curled up small, like I was trying to disappear into myself.The bottle of pills was digging into my palm. I hadn’t let go of it since the pharmacy. The label still said my name, and nothing made sense.My chin started to tremble. I pressed it down with my teeth, clenched so tight it ached. I didn’t want to cry. I just wanted to understand.Why would he lie?Why lie about something so... small? So personal?About the restaurant. About the company card. Whatever was on his tablet, the one he locked so fast I barely saw the screen.And that file about controlled substances and hospitals?And now this?My birth control?Why would anyone fake something like that?Who replaces your medication and doesn’t say a word? Who looks you in the eye, and lies to your face?And why?What would he even get out of it?Was it just about control?You don’t accidentally lie like that.You don’t accidentally lie like that.That kind of lie... it's something