All Chapters of Bound to be with the ruthless mafia : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter One Mia looked at herself in the mirror with a bright smile on her face. She looked perfect in her wedding gown. Her makeup was light, and her hair was packed in a messy ponytail, with a few strands of curly hair dangling at the sides. She held a silver purse that matched her shoes."You look beautiful," Kate told her as she placed the veil on her head."Thank you," she replied, as tears formed in her eyes."Don't cry," Kate said sternly. "You'll ruin the makeup.""Okay," Mia said, taking deep breaths to steady her emotions. "I'm just so emotional right now.""Of course, it's your big day," Kate said with a soft smile.A buzzing sound came from Mia’s phone, which was in the drawer. Kate handed it to her."Hello?" Steve’s voice came from the other end. "In the next one hour, we’ll be husband and wife.""Are you terrified?" Mia asked."No. I'm—I'm excited that I have you to figure out life with. We'll give Henry three or maybe four siblings...""Oh, Mr.," Mia cut in with a laug

Chapter Three Eileen knew she wouldn’t be welcomed with open arms, but she hadn’t expected Josh—her own son—to be so cold, so cruel. The sting of his rejection burned more than anything Josè had ever done to her. Still, it was the man in the shadows she feared the most.Josè circled her like a predator, glass of wine in hand, his eyes filled with cruel amusement. She stood frozen, her heart pounding so loudly she could hear it in her ears. It had been years since she’d stood this close to him, yet her body remembered—every bruise, every insult, every sickening touch. Her hands trembled, her palms slick with sweat.Without warning, he grabbed her by the hair and crushed his mouth against hers,kissing and biting her lip hard enough to draw blood.“You thought you could run from me?” he whispered, his breath reeking of wine and cigarettes “You can’t.”Hot tears slid down Eileen’s cheeks. “What do you want from me?”Josè’s lips curled into a twisted smile. He ran his tongue slowly up her

Chapter Five Josh slammed the door behind him, and the sound echoed through the hallway like a final verdict. Hot tears blurred his vision as he stared down at the shredded drawing on the floor. His breath hitched. His chest tightened.He knelt beside the torn pieces—trembling hands reaching out, then pulling back. That drawing had meant something once. A child’s hope. A son's need. But now… now it was just pieces of paper and trash.There were nights he used to imagine his mom walking through the door and wrapping her arms around him, cuddling him, reading to him. Nights he’d cry into his pillow, waiting for a warmth that never came. He used to believe she’d show up to his soccer games, cheering from the sidelines like the other moms or show up on school events and watch him perform. That she'd surprise him on his birthday with cake, balloons and gift.But she never did.She wasn’t there. Not once.And now she was back, thinking she could pick up the pieces like nothing had happened