All Chapters of BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

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I’m choosing me.

OLIVIA“Olivia, I’m sorry.”I staggered back, gasping for air as Axel tried to reach for me. My chest tightened with an intense pressure, and I suddenly found it hard to breathe.The air immediately felt cold and harsh against my skin. My nose picked up his scent of lavender as he approached me. And the strong smell of whiskey made bile rise at the back of my throat.My mind flashed with an imagination of the scene he’d described. I didn’t want to think about it, but it was too disturbing not to do so.“Olivia,” he called my name for the second time, his hands grasping my waist to hold me tight. “I didn’t mean to—‘’I’d asked for the truth, and he’d said it the way it had happened. It wasn’t something he could wrap sweetly to make it less painful or traumatizing.“—I’m… I’m fine,” I cut in, pulling his hands away from me. “You can take your hands off me now.”My eyes were throbbing as tears streamed down my cheeks. Axel refused to let go, even when I tried to wriggle free from his gri

The end of us.

OLIVIA“How can I be a better man when you won’t even listen to me?” Axel shrieked, frustration laced in his voice. “You keep pushing me away, Olivia. You’ve refused to give me a chance to prove myself.”I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening around the doorknob as I hesitated. I cleared my throat slightly, forcing my voice to sound steady.“You’ve had several chances, Axel. But you keep messing things up.”He walked briskly towards me, holding my wrist and trying to pull me away from the door.I refused to hold his gaze, knowing it would lure me into the same direction I was avoiding.“Give me another chance,” he pleaded. “I’ll make things right this time, I swear,"Another chance? I’d run out of giving him too many chances only for him to keep messing things up.“Stop trying to force things, Axel.”“I’m not losing you!”“You already lost me,” I snapped, finally facing him with tears in my eyes. “And I’m not going to make the same mistake of thinking you’ve changed. Because the mome

Chasing her back.

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSIShe was gone. Fucking gone. She’d left me, and that was when I knew I’d lost it all. And nothing else mattered anymore.For one week, I remained in my room, hardly moving around or even getting out of bed. Rosa tried all she could to get me out, but her efforts were futile.“Ace, vuoi ucciderti?” [Do you want to kill yourself?] She cried one afternoon after walking in on me drinking.The empty bottles lying around the room were enough to start a bar. And the cigarette packs were the same thing.She said that like I wasn’t already on my way to death’s door. It was only a matter of time before I gave up the ghost.My head was pounding. I’d barely eaten a proper meal, and the pains were getting worse in my chest.“I’m already dead.” I said flatly, taking a puff from the cigarette in between my fingers. “You’re just seeing my body now.”Rosa dropped the tray in her hands on the bedside table and rushed towards me. Snatching the cigarette away from me, she reprimanded

Wedding bells… or?

OLIVIAStaring at my reflection in the mirror, my fingers brushed through my wedding dress. I sucked in a deep breath and turned around slightly, staring at the back of the dress.Isabella had picked that out specially, saying I’d look good in it. Celyn said the same thing about it when the designer sketched it, and although I couldn’t deny that was true, something didn’t feel right.I wasn’t a fan of ball gowns or the other heavy designs that covered my whole body.Mermaid dresses? Bodycon dresses? Yes.Isabella had that wedding dress made by one of the biggest designers in New Orleans. It was a structured couture bridal mini dress with a tailored blazer silhouette. Made from pearl white Mikado, it had sharp shoulders, a corset that sculpted my waist, and precise tailoring.She said it fitted well because of the image I’d built for people to see. A mafia queen who had taken over her father’s empire.The only thing was the color. It wasn’t red.My eyes stared at my hair—a slick high

Wedding chaos.

OLIVIA“Isabella, wait.”My hand caught her wrist before she could make an attempt to leave. Axel’s presence had disrupted the space, but he’d already taken a seat with the rest of the crowd.Darren whispered to me. “What are you doing? Let her handle this.”“He isn’t doing anything wrong,” I murmured. “We can proceed and—‘’Isabella refused to listen, and my heart was already pounding in my chest. She flashed me a reassuring smile and slipped away from my grasp."You don’t have to worry about anything,” she cooed. “I’ve got everything under control.”“Then stay with me,” I pleaded. “You promised you’ll stay right next to me.”My uneasiness grew, making my stomach churn. I found it hard to breathe, knowing he was right there in the crowd, watching me.Reluctantly, Isabella shrugged. “Okay.”Over the next few minutes, the noise had managed to die down, and I forced my head straight, facing only Darren. Isabella returned to her position, and the priest asked for confirmation to continu

He doesn’t want me anymore.

OLIVIAI ran as fast as I could.And I didn’t stop running until I’d gotten into my car with the stupid veil that kept moving in my way. Neither did I stop until I drove all the way to where I wanted to be.The Rossi’s estate. After Darren had pulled the trigger to scare me, Isabella stepped in to hit him. It was a whole lot of argument, and while that was happening, my eyes trailed after Axel.I’d seen his men rushing him into the car and speeding off while he kept bleeding. They didn’t take him to the hospital, and it made me worried about his safety.What if his condition worsened?He’d been shot. I didn’t know what exactly had happened or where the bullet had gone, but… I left my car open and rushed out, forcing my balance in my stiletto heels. His guards outside tried to stop me, but then I saw Grant and pleaded with him to let me in.“He’s in a critical condition,” he said flatly, still refusing to let me in. “It would be best if you took your leave, Red.”I refused to listen.

He’s back?

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI“I hate asking this, but,” Rosa murmured, handing me a glass of water. “Don’t you think you should hear her out at least?”Taking the glass from her, I took the pills. Svetlana stretched out and gave a subtle nod before throwing them in my mouth.Hear her out? After what had happened?No.I always hated the aftertaste of medicines on my tongue. It was something that irritated my stomach more than anything else I could think of.“No, Rosa.”“There’s nothing he needs to hear,” Svetlana chirped. “She needs to go back to her husband.”“I doubt if they’ve said their wedding vows,” Rosa added. “Still, I felt bad saying all those words to her.”My throat tightened. I didn’t want to face Olivia, not because I hated her, but because she’d always chosen herself every time something happened.It was my turn to do the same thing.If my seizures hadn’t happened at the right time before La Mano Nera shot me, then I wouldn’t have escaped narrowly.I’d fallen just as he pulled th

I want him now.

OLIVIADriving back home was tiring. I could barely keep my eyes on the road because they were throbbing badly. My head was pounding, and I felt like passing out.Axel had truly lost every atom of his feelings for me. I thought he would come out to acknowledge my presence, but… he didn’t even utter a word so I’d hear his voice.When I got to my estate, Isabella was standing outside. Her forehead creased immediately when she saw me approaching the entrance. And she started to lash out angrily at me.“Where the fuck have you been, Olivia?” She thundered, snatching my wrist as she forcefully pulled me back to face her when I tried to walk away. “I’ve been calling nonstop. You drove out of the cathedral without saying anything.”Honestly, I didn’t have the energy to say anything or even hold that conversation. If she really looked at me, then she’d notice the solemn look I had on my swollen face.My makeup felt caked against my skin, and the cold air seeping through my bones wasn’t helpin

Love’s bargain.

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSIIt felt unreal. Staring at the man I thought was dead all these years, and the same person who’d been my biggest bully after my father… made my stomach simmer with uneasiness.My lips parted again, his name slipping out like a confirmation that he was really the one standing in front of me.“Damien.”Viper patted my shoulder, and I clenched my teeth, feeling that sharp pain that sliced through my body.“Quite a surprise, isn’t it?”I had no idea what was going on or how he’d found him. Knowing what had happened seventeen years ago, having Damien back wasn’t a good thing.It was a very bad surprise that I didn’t want.My voice was void of emotion. “Get him out of here.”Damien tutted, approaching me gingerly as his eyes stared around the council room. He sighed repeatedly, his hands buried beneath his pockets before his gaze lifted to me.Nothing different from how I’d physically turned out. The only thing was the hairstyle and our personalities, of course.“Not ev

The other you 2

OLIVIA“Where are you going?” Darren asked the moment he saw me dressed up, walking towards the parking lot.I halted, clutched my purse tightly, then turned around slowly to face him. It had been three days since our failed wedding. Yet we hadn’t said anything to each other because I’d refused to come out of my room throughout those days.“Out,” I responded in a single word.His eyes dragged through my body, staring with his jaw locked like I wore something totally unacceptable.“Like this?” He asked.“Like what?” I took another look at what I was wearing. It was a red backless halter-neck dress that dropped on my thighs. Since it was sunny outside, I wanted something that wouldn’t make me sweat.My hair was held up in a slick ponytail while my loose waves fell down my back. My sunglasses were on, and my silver-strapped heels matched with my jewelry and purse.Darren’s eyes twitched. “You look like you’re going to the strip club.”I exhaled sharply, not in the mood to further the d

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