All Chapters of Bound By The Mafia: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Where have you been?” Daisy asked as Glen and Akiko stepped into the apartment. The clock on the wall showed 11 p.m., yet she had clearly been waiting.“You don’t need to know,” Glen replied curtly. He dropped onto the sofa and waited, as usual, for Akiko to remove his tie. His mood seemed unusually light. A faint smile played on his lips as he watched her from up close—something Akiko didn’t react to at all.“Kiss me,” Glen said suddenly. Akiko merely glanced at him, her refusal obvious. Daisy was watching."Stop acting like that," she said.“What’s wrong?” Glen shrugged. “You’re only a few years older than Daisy. I’m sure she knows what kissing is.”“Glen,” Akiko warned.“Alright, alright,” he smirked. “You’re sensitive tonight. What—are you pregnant?”Akiko froze. Even as a joke, coming from someone like Glen, the words felt cruel. Daisy rolled her eyes before hurrying over and sitting beside him, clinging to his arm.“Glen, where did you go? You left me behind,” Daisy whined swee

“Aiko.” A deep voice called her name just as the clock struck nine. Glen frowned at the girl curled in his arms. She hadn’t moved at all. Normally, Akiko would already be awake—quietly preparing breakfast, following her routine as if her body ran on a strict internal clock.“Hey,” he murmured, brushing her hair back. The moment his palm touched her skin, his expression darkened. She was burning. Glen immediately pulled the blanket tighter around her trembling body and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. Her breathing was heavy, uneven—far from normal.“It’s strange seeing you sleep in this late,” he muttered, unease creeping into his chest. Waiting for her to wake up felt wrong. Her lashes fluttered faintly, her lips slightly parted as if breathing itself took effort.“Aiko,” he called again, softer now, stroking her cheek. Slowly, she stirred. Her eyes opened—dull, red-rimmed, clouded with exhaustion. The moment she noticed the time, panic flashed across her face.“I’m sorry,” she

The tension in the conference room was suffocating. Glen sat at the head of the table, eyes cold and razor-sharp as the team reported the incident-someone had almost breached the company's confidential database. A single mistake like that could have destroyed everything he'd built.Just as Glen was about to speak again, his phone rang."Excuse me," he said curtly, glancing at the screen. His mother's name flashed there."What—""Glen!" Harley screamed on the other end. "The door's been forced open-Akiko is gone!"The blood drained from his face. Without another word, Glen accessed the apartment's security system. The footage loaded instantly. His breath stopped. Akiko-struggling, screaming-being dragged away by three men."Damn it!" Glen roared, sweeping everything off the table in one violent motion. Then his eyes narrowed. The ring. He zoomed in on the footage."Good," he muttered, his chest tightening. "She's still wearing it."That ring wasn't just jewelry-it was a tracker. A prec

Three days had passed since Glen left. The house felt unnervingly quiet, as if even the walls were holding their breath.“Do you think Glen is alright?” Akiko asked softly. She sat on the bed, supported by pillows, while Freya and Harley stayed close beside her. “He still hasn’t come back.”No one answered immediately. They had all agreed to keep the truth from her—that Glen hadn’t simply gone away, but had gone to hunt down the people responsible for what happened to her.“I hope…” Akiko murmured, lowering her gaze, “he didn’t go to see Daisy in person.”The room fell silent. No matter how hard they tried to protect her, Akiko knew Glen too well.“Don’t worry about my son,” Harley said gently at last, smoothing the blanket over Akiko’s legs.“He’s the most strong man I've ever know. Focus on yourself. You’re healing now—you can move on your own, even tend to your wounds.” She adjusted the wheelchair, preparing to take Akiko outside.“Why did Daisy do all this?” Akiko asked quietly.H

Nearly a month had passed since the night everything fell apart.The wounds on Akiko’s body had begun to fade, though some pain still lingered beneath her skin—quiet, constant, impossible to forget. Glen often took her to visit Hans’ grave.She knelt before the gravestone that afternoon, her fingers trembling as she brushed away fallen leaves.“Why did it have to be you, Hans?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “After all this time… all I ever did was wait for death. And you took itu away from me...”The words tasted bitter on her tongue. She fell silent after that.Over the past month, Glen had changed—so much that it frightened her more than his cruelty ever had. He no longer raised his voice. He no longer forced her. He listened. He waited.Sometimes, he was even gentle. Too gentle."It’s strange," she thought, staring at Hans’ name carved into stone. "To feel warmth from someone like him."Akiko didn’t allow herself to call it love. She refused to. Glen was unpredictable—on