All Chapters of Bound By The Mafia: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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The Captive Girl [Chapter 1]

“You… gave me away?” Akiko’s voice trembled as she stared at her father across the table. The words tasted bitter on her tongue, unreal and suffocating—but the man before her responded with nothing more than a calm, unapologetic nod. His fingers were laced together, cigarette smoke coiling lazily around his face as if they were discussing nothing more than a failed business deal. “You’re just a guarantee,” he said evenly. “I’m not selling you off permanently. Once the debt is settled, I’ll bring you home.” Her chest tightened. A guarantee. As if she were an object—something to be handed over, then retrieved at his convenience. “I’m not a thing, Dad,” she whispered. “You can’t just give me away and take me back whenever you want.” She was twenty, but in that moment, she felt painfully small—crushed beneath years of disappointment she had never been allowed to voice. "You said you’d never hurt me again. No more pain. No more of this.” But promises had never survived inside this

You Belong To Me [Chapter 2]

Akiko sat on the edge of her bed, fingers trembling as she clutched the pet carrier in her lap. Inside, Kouma peeked out through the mesh, his soft fur brushing against her wrist. Warm. Alive. The only thing that still felt real. She hadn’t slept. Not even for a moment. The events of last night replayed endlessly in her mind—her father’s cold eyes, the man’s predatory smile. She had run. Fled the mansion like a coward grasping at false hope. And yet, she had known. Running had never been an option. More than that… she couldn’t risk it. She couldn’t let her fear destroy the only person who had ever truly loved her. Keinara. Her sister. The single light in the darkness of their family. Since childhood, Keinara had been the one to shield her from their father’s cruelty. While everyone else looked away, Keinara stayed—standing between Akiko and the blows, the insults, the poison. Gentle hands. Warm embraces. Soft promises whispered in the dark. "One day, you’ll be free." The words st

Beneath His Control [Chapter 3]

The apartment around her was pristine-expensive, immaculate, lifeless. Every surface gleamed, every corner perfectly arranged. This wasn't home. It never would be. Glen had brought her here the night before-not to work, not yet-but to cage her. To let the reality settle in. This was where she would sleep. Where she would exist. Where her life would be neatly contained. Her first day wouldn't be spent in an office. It would be spent learning how much freedom she had already lost. She stared at her hands. Glen controlled everything now. Her schedule. Her movements. Her future. There was no point continuing her treatment. Even if-by some cruel miracle-the cancer didn't kill her, the life waiting ahead no longer belonged to her. And how would she afford it anyway? Glen had promised to cover her expenses. The apartment. The food. Everything. But generosity like that came with invisible chains. This wasn't living. It was survival-on his terms. Still, Glen had allowed her out that morni

Regrets [Chapter 4]

A night had passed since Akiko officially became Glen Xander McKenzie's possession. The apartment he brought her to was as cold and pristine as expected — all expensive surfaces, glass, and marble. But the fridge? Completely empty, aside from canned drinks and alcohol. By morning, Glen finally handed her card and ordered her to buy groceries. It was a command, laced with the usual arrogance in his voice. With Kouma safely left in the apartment, Akiko went to the store. She bought only the necessities using Glen’s money—just enough to avoid complaints. For the small things meant for herself, she paid with what little savings she had left. It wasn’t about money. It was about not letting him take control of everything. As she was placing items into her shopping bag, a hand suddenly grabbed her face. Startled, Akiko turned, her heart stalling as her gaze locked onto the woman standing before her. “You…” The girl’s voice trembled, her short hair framing familiar features Akiko never t

Agony [Chapter 5]

"Tell me," Glen said calmly, though the threat beneath his voice was unmistakable. "Do you want to stay with me... or go home with your father?" Akiko's gaze didn't waver. She kept her eyes fixed on Mr. Eloise—the man who had turned her childhood into a living nightmare. Even now, standing there with a face lined with regret, she couldn't bring herself to look at him directly. "I want to talk to him alone," she said quietly. Glen studied her for a long moment before giving a slow nod. "Five minutes." The sound of footsteps echoed as they stepped into the hall. Mr. Eloise looked different now-no longer domineering, no longer cruel. For the first time in years, desperation clung to him like a shadow. "Akiko..." His voice broke. "I know I failed you. I was a terrible father. But let me fix this. Please... come home." Her lips curved into a faint, bitter smile. "It's too late," she said flatly, her gaze drifting past him as if he were nothing more than a stranger. "If you'd treate

Unspoken [Chapter 6]

The phone buzzed against the hard desk. Akiko didn't even glance at it. Dr. Vian. Again. Probably panicking, wondering where she had gone. But she wouldn't answer. She had made her choice-no treatment. No saving. Not anymore. Weeks under Glen Xander McKenzie had taught her one thing: obedience wasn't optional. She wasn't an assistant anymore. She was his property-silent, present, predictable. Working for Glen was chaos in control. At the office, his word was law. At home, it was no different. Space to breathe? Peace of mind? Nonexistent. Glen's firearm company had grown into a colossus, respected publicly, feared privately. Few understood the truth: this empire had a dark heart. Built from his father's fragile business, now a machine of power, money, and lethal influence. Glen didn't just protect-he commanded. He destroyed. "Aiko," Glen's voice cut the quiet like a knife. "Come here." She hesitated. Crossing the room felt like stepping into a storm. When he patted his lap, the un

Bloodline [Chapter 7]

The faint click of the door handle broke the silence. Glen stepped inside, sharp eyes landing on her. In his hand - a sleek, luxurious black dress. "Wear this," he ordered coolly, holding it out to her. "We're going somewhere. Make sure you look good." Akiko didn't move. She hadn't expected him to barge in. "Can't you knock first?" Akiko snapped, irritated by his intrusion. Yes, the apartment was his, but she was still a woman-she deserved privacy. "I do what I want," Glen shrugged, unfazed. Reluctantly, she took it. The silk was smooth beneath her fingers-elegant, but revealing. "Is there nothing else?" she asked, inspecting the outfit with mild distaste. "What's wrong with it?" Glen's brow lifted, head tilting as he raked his gaze down her. "You'd look perfect in that... exactly how I want." "I don't like short dresses." Without waiting for permission, she reached for a longer gray dress instead. Modest. Safe. "Leave," she asked quietly. "Please." "Just change. I'm not inte

Scars Of The Past [Chapter 8]

The crowd buzzed with laughter and clinking glasses, but Akiko heard none of it. Her fingers still felt cold where Glen’s hand had been moments ago. She sat alone now, surrounded by strangers and golden lights that meant nothing to her. Conversations blurred into noise. Faces passed without leaving an impression. A few minutes later, Harley returned, a crystal glass in her hand. Condensation slid slowly down its surface. “What’s your name?” she asked gently. “Akiko,” she replied. Polite. Flat. Harley studied her for a moment. “How long have you known my son?” “About a month.” Something flickered in Harley’s eyes. Guilt. Regret. Or fear—Akiko couldn’t tell. “May I ask you for a favor?” Harley’s voice lowered. Akiko hesitated. Glen’s warning echoed in her head. Don’t talk to anyone. But this woman didn’t sound proud. She sounded tired. "As long as it’s something I can do.” Harley exhaled, the mask slipping just enough. “Glen wasn’t always like this,” she said softly. “He used

Cold War [Chapter 9]

The faint morning light crept through the curtains, spilling softly across the bedroom. Akiko woke slowly, every muscle aching with the ghost of last night’s bruises. She didn’t move—partly because of the pain, partly because of the arm draped heavily around her waist. Glen. His breathing was steady, his face calm in sleep. The sharp angles of his features softened—no cruel words, no possessive grip. Just the illusion of peace. For a brief second, Akiko allowed herself to stare. In sleep, Glen almost looked human. Almost. A faint bruise shadowed her cheekbone, just beneath her eye, a quiet reminder of his anger. Carefully, she slipped out of bed, easing herself from his arm. Her bare feet touched the cold floor as she moved toward the bathroom. The apartment remained quiet during breakfast. Glen sat on the sofa, eyes fixed on his phone while Akiko stood in the kitchen, slicing fruit in silence. His gaze lifted—paused on the fading purple mark on her face. He hated seeing it. Not b

Betrayal [Chapter 10]

Two weeks had passed since the night Glen faced his family. In those fourteen days, something between them had quietly fractured. Their conversations thinned until they barely existed. Akiko spoke only when necessary—work-related. She moved through the apartment and office like a ghost, focused solely on her tasks. And Glen… Glen noticed everything. He hated the way she no longer looked at him unless she had to. Hated how his presence seemed to mean nothing to her now. But pride kept his mouth shut. He refused to be the one to bridge the distance—especially when her indifference cut deeper than any insult. So he did what he always did. He tightened control. “There’s a guest today. Try not to look like the maid.” Glen adjusted his cufflinks without looking at her. Akiko paused mid-slice. “They won’t be paying attention to me.” “Of course they will, Aiko,” he replied flatly. “You represent me now. Dress like someone who belongs next to me.” She didn’t argue. She simply turned back

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