Todos os capítulos de Bound By The Mafia: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 38

Glen was fast asleep when a sudden awareness snapped him awake. Akiko was no longer in his arms. His heart lurched as he sat up, panic flooding his chest. His eyes fell on the pillow beside him—there was a dark stain soaking into the fabric. Blood.It was only four in the morning. Too early for her to be awake, let alone making breakfast."Bathroom," he told himself, forcing calm into his thoughts.Fifteen minutes passed. She didn’t return.Glen got out of bed and searched the apartment. The living room. The kitchen. The guest bedroom. Even the storage room. Nothing. Not a trace of her. His chest tightened as he grabbed his phone to call her—only to freeze. Her phone lay silently on the bedside table.Frustration and fear crushed him as he sank to the floor, burying his face in his hands."Did she ran away?" The thought hit him like a blow. "She knew the passcode, she could leave anytime."Then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a shadow on the balcony. Heart pounding, he rushed

Glen woke up to the blaring sound of the alarm. His heart raced in panic—he had just woken from a nightmare about Akiko’s death, the image still clawing at his mind.When he looked beside him, the bed was empty. Panic surged through his chest as he rushed out of the room. He finally found her in the laundry area, sorting dirty clothes for the washing machine.“Aiko, what are you doing up this early?” Glen asked, rubbing a hand over his face, still shaken.“I always wake up at this time,” she replied flatly. The routine was carved into her—cleaning, organizing, making herself useful.“Forget all this,” Glen said, gently taking her hand and pulling her to her feet. “You’re not doing chores anymore. I’ve hired a housemaid.”Akiko blinked in surprise but said nothing as she followed him back toward the living room.Just then, the doorbell rang. Glen opened the door to reveal an elderly woman standing with a small suitcase beside her.“Come in,” he said with a firm nod. She stepped inside,

"Aiko... Aiko..." Glen murmured softly as he opened his eyes, his hand reaching out for the girl who was nowhere to be found. His head throbbed, his body unbearably heavy.He couldn't remember what had happened."Glen..."That soft voice stirred something deep within him.He sat up, blinking in confusion. An endless field of green stretched before his eyes. Standing there in a white dress, her hair swaying gently in the breeze, was Akiko.She looked ethereal. Lighter. Softer. But something was different.Her hair was long."Are you alright?" Glen asked, stepping closer, brushing her cool cheek with trembling fingers.Akiko smiled.She didn't say a word-she simply reached for his hand and tugged him forward, her sweet smile pulling him into motion.In that very second, Glen's body felt impossibly light. Every burden in his life seemed to fade away.They ran across the endless meadow, laughing freely, as if the world had never known pain.Eventually, they collapsed onto the grass togeth

The girl had fallen asleep, but her hands remained cold and trembling. Even after Glen wrapped her in thick blankets, she continued to shiver. Every now and then, a harsh cough escaped her lips, followed by a faint wince of pain. Her breathing was so shallow that Glen kept leaning closer, just to make sure she was still breathing.“Her fever’s getting worse,” he muttered, watching beads of sweat gather on her forehead. He wiped them gently, hoping to ease her into deeper sleep. But moments later, Akiko stirred and broke into another coughing fit.“Here, drink some water,” Glen said softly, lifting the bottle her lips. She swallowed, but the water burned her throat, triggering another wave of coughing.“We’ll go to the hospital later,” he added, stroking her short hair—then freezing when several strands came away in his hand.“Don’t touch my hair… your hand will get dirty,” Akiko whispered, gently brushing his hand aside. Her voice was weak, her face calm despite the pain written all o