Semua Bab Married to my Dad's Billionaire Mafia Friend: Bab 61 - Bab 70

MORANO’S MANSION – LEONARD’S OFFICE“What happened with the security yesterday? How did someone get past all of you attempting to shoot my wife on our wedding day? Explain it to me!” Leonard barked, his voice thundering across the room.The atmosphere inside Leonard Morano’s office was blistering with tension. Shadows danced on the dark marble floor as the overhead chandelier flickered slightly, casting golden streaks against the obsidian walls. The mafia office wasn’t just grand—it was imposing. High arched ceilings, polished black oak shelves lined with books and antique weaponry, leather-bound chairs, and a massive obsidian desk stood like a command post at the far end. A large map of Italy was pinned to one side of the room, with red strings and pins tracing routes and rival families. Behind Leonard’s chair hung the Morano crest—silver and black—etched with a phoenix rising from flames.Twenty guards stood at attention before him, their backs straight, brows furrowed with fear, wh

Sophia's POV CRYSTAL UNIVERSITY“Now, let’s move on to the next topic. Who can tell me the concept of Art Therapy?” the lecturer asked, clicking to the next slide on the projector screen. The faint hum of the ceiling fan swirled through the lecture hall, mingling with the scratching sounds of pens and the quiet tapping of laptop keys.I shifted in my seat, trying to stay focused, but it was nearly impossible with the prickling sensation on the back of my neck—the distinct feeling that someone was watching me.I didn’t even have to turn around to know who it was.Conrad.He was sitting just a few rows behind me, and from the corner of my eye, I could tell he kept sneaking glances at me. It was subtle, but persistent. Every few seconds, I felt his eyes on me again.Conrad.The name alone stirred a rush of emotions—some sweet, some embarrassing, and a few too painful to name. He was the boy I had crushed on since my first year at Crystal University. The one who had helped me find the fa

Sophia's POV “Okay,” I smiled. “I’ll tell the maids to move your things,” he said softly, continuing to dry my hair with gentle fingers. Leonard's hands trailed gently across my back, his fingers slipping just beneath the soft edges of my robe as he leaned closer, his breath grazing the crook of my neck. I could feel the heat from his body against mine, and the way his lips moved so slowly, so deliberately, just beneath my ear—it made my skin erupt in goosebumps. “You’re warm,” he whispered, lips brushing lightly against my shoulder as he pulled my robe slightly lower. “I love when you smell like this… fresh and soft—like you belong only to me.” His words, possessive yet gentle, sent a shiver down my spine. My heart was still beating fast from what had happened earlier in the bathroom. His touch, his voice, his presence—they had all branded me. I tilted my head back slightly, giving him more access to my neck, which he happily took advantage of, placing featherlight kisses

Sophia’s POV MORANO'S MANSION – BALCONY "Do you want some?" Logan asked, lifting a half-filled bottle of red wine in one hand and a crystal glass in the other. His voice was casual, but his eyes had a spark of mischief. "Yeah," I said, stepping into the cool evening breeze, still adjusting to the velvet warmth of the Morano mansion’s luxury. He poured a small portion into the glass and handed it to me. "Thanks," I murmured as I collected it. Logan leaned on the balcony rail, sipping his own wine with the ease of someone who had nothing pressing to do. “Didn’t know my brother would actually let you out of the bed,” he said with a smirk. I choked and impulsively spat out the sip I had taken, coughing lightly and then breaking into a chuckle. “Logan!” I called out, laughing as I wiped my lips with the back of my hand. "Something is definitely going on," he teased, his eyes narrowing playfully. "I knew it," I said, shaking my head. "The moment you opened the door and saw us that w

MORANO'S MANSION – MASSIMO'S ROOM Massimo entered the room quietly and shut the door behind him, intending to get some rest. But the moment his eyes landed on the figure lounging at the edge of his bed, his breath caught. His entire expression shifted like he had seen a ghost. "Hey," Logan said casually, a mischievous grin curling his lips. He was sitting seductively at the foot of the bed, his legs crossed. A sleek black bathrobe barely clung to his body, the belt undone just enough to hint at the bare skin beneath. Massimo tensed at the door. "Why aren't you in your room?" "Well," Logan said, trailing a finger along his thigh, "I missed you. Didn't you miss me too?" Massimo didn't respond immediately. He slowly approached, cautious like someone walking into a trap. "It's risky being here. You need to go back before someone sees you." "I'm not leaving," Logan said firmly, locking eyes with him. "Not until I get what I want." Logan raised his leg and gently placed it against Ma