Semua Bab BOUND TO THE MAFIA LORD: Bab 51 - Bab 60

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI.Three days.Three fucking days, and all Olivia had done was ignore me like the plague. She’d locked herself in the room repeatedly in a row, a streak she diligently kept going.I’d turned into a shadow of myself, always in the council room, holding a bottle of drink in my grasp while I stared out of the window.It was a nightmare—one that I’d never imagined living.Her absence affected me more than anything. I wanted to hold her again in my arms, to watch her lips part into a smile at me. But all I got were twisted lips and a frown whenever we walked into each other.Another day, same damn routine. Glass in hand, staring out the window from my room. The sun was extremely bright that day, and amid the scorching heat, I wore my usual black sleeves.My mind felt like a haze of whiskey and regret. I took another sip from my glass, my eyes peering out of the window as a haunting laughter filtered into my ears.The familiar, soothing sound of the laughter that always h

OLIVIAThe last two weeks were the best moment of my life—in the mansion, of course.I laughed often, played and danced in the sun and under the rain, like the fairytale Isabella always read to me in books.It was fun, honestly. And something I didn’t want to end anytime.I knew that I had doubts before, but Axel had completely given me no reasons to worry or question anything.My mother was getting better, and we communicated frequently over the phone—Axel had gotten me one.And as for Nelly, well… she’d tried so many times to visit and reclaim her ‘usual’ position, but Axel made it clear that there was nothing he wanted to do with her.Isabella was still on the run, but Axel had promised to let her go free if she came back with the item she’d stolen.That afternoon, I stood in the kitchen, hovering over the stove as I tried to prepare a meal.Rosa said I could start with something simple—pasta. And that was exactly what I was trying to do.“How does it taste? Is it good?”I stared a

OLIVIAAxel… I had no idea why he was doing that, but he was lying to me.I stared at the phone in my hands, awaiting his response to the text I’d sent five minutes earlier.He’d read it, but there wasn’t any reply.At that point, I was silently fuming. My stomach lurched at the thought of him being with Nelly.Why was he even lying about that to me?I tossed my phone to the bed, stroking my chin with my fingers. A heavy grunt slipped out of my lips as I tried to remain calm.“Olivia…”My body jerked out of the bed at the sound of his voice. I ignored everything else, even the cold that made goosebumps grow on my skin.I walked towards the door, my hand gripping the doorknob tightly to open it. When I opened the door, I met him standing at the entrance… alone.Secretly, I glanced around, looking to see if I’d see her anywhere. The only figures around were the housekeeper and three guards who usually stood in front of my door.“Axel,” I returned my gaze to him, forcing my voice to be

OLIVIA“What are you saying, Olivia? What do you—?”Alessandro tried to say something, but I shut him up with a kiss after grabbing his collar.His body hit the door due to the way I was rough on him. A burning image lingered in my memory, fueling and controlling my actions.I didn’t care about anything at that moment. Not Axel. Not what he thought. And definitely not how he was going to feel.Why would he even feel anything? He was the one who’d started everything when all I’d done was stay quiet and loyal.Alessandro reciprocated the kiss, nibbling my lower lip. My eyes were shut, my hands wrapped around his neck. He grabbed my waist, pulling me into his arms and squeezing my butt cheeks.I wasn’t horny. I wasn’t sexually starved, but I needed him to have sex with me. And feeling his touch—his fingers trailing over my body—made my hunger resurface.He moaned into my mouth, trying to take a break without breaking off the kiss.“Are you sure about this?”I pulled away, not fully, but

OLIVIA“Where are you coming from?” His question brought my feet to an abrupt halt. My cheeks flushed with heat, resurfacing old memories.I didn’t say anything. But I felt the sting of annoyance in his voice. It was deep, hoarse, and almost threatening.‘I spent the night with Alessandro.’That was the response I wanted to give. Except that it would put the poor gardener in a tight spot. “I don’t think it’s any of your concern.” I turned around, my voice barely audible yet stern.Axel took three steps forward, approaching me with knitted brows. I sucked in a breath, holding his fiery gaze.He wasn’t wearing his usual dark clothes. Rather, a brown leather jacket, and I peeked a white singlet beneath. His baggy pants had ropes instead of a belt, around the waist.“Don’t fucking play with me,” he snarled, narrowing his eyes. “Where did you spend the night?”He was harsher now, and it made my heart thump heavily against my chest. Still, I refused to give in, not even when beads of swea