บททั้งหมดของ Mafia's Captive Desire : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 98

HOURS LATERLucy tossed and turned on her bed, her sheets twisted around her legs. Sleep wouldn’t come. Every time she closed her eyes, her mind replayed the night, Jessica’s red face after the slap, the shock in the room, Julia’s smirk, the way Barry had watched her in silence.But more than anything, it was that strange look in his eyes back in the study. Not cold, not cruel. Amused. As if he knew something about her that she didn’t want him to. That look wouldn’t leave her head.Lucy sat up with a sigh, pressing her palm against her chest. Her heart still felt heavy, restless. She glanced at the clock on the wall. Almost midnight. The house was silent, the kind of quiet that pressed against her ears.Maybe water would help.She slipped out of bed, pulled a thin sweater around her shoulders, and stepped into the hall. Her bare feet padded softly against the floor, the dim wall lights guiding her way. She hadn’t thought about where she was going, only that she needed air.As she turn

Lucy woke up late the next morning, her body heavy from a night of tossing and turning. The memory of Barry’s touch in the study still lingered in her chest, as if his fingers had branded her skin. She rubbed her face with both hands and forced herself out of bed. The house was already alive with noise, maids moving about, footsteps echoing faintly down the halls.She showered, changed into a plain black sweater and jeans, and tied her hair up in a loose ponytail. She had just sat on her bed to put on her sneakers when a knock came at her door.Lucy frowned. “Yes?”The door opened and Julia stepped in, her lips quirking into a grin. “Rise and shine, sleepyhead. You’ve been summoned.”Lucy blinked. “Summoned?”Julia leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. “The Don wants you downstairs. We’re heading out with him.”Lucy’s heart skipped. “Again?”“Yes, again.” Julia rolled her eyes, but her smile softened. “Don’t look so nervous. It’s not your first time, remember? Just… come on. Do

NEXT MORNING The first rays of sunlight slipped through the curtains, brushing against Lucy’s face. She stirred, her lashes fluttering as the warmth touched her skin. For a moment, she lay still, her chest rising and falling slowly. But then the memory of the night returned, Barry sitting at her bedside, his touch on her hand, the way his eyes had dipped to her lips.Her cheeks warmed instantly. She pressed a palm over her chest, feeling the steady thrum of her heart. So close… we were so close.Pushing the thought aside, Lucy threw the blanket off and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. The floor was cool against her bare feet. She grabbed a towel and slipped into the adjoining bath.The warm water helped wash away the remnants of her restless night. She leaned her head against the tiled wall for a moment, letting the spray beat against her back. But Barry’s voice lingered in her head, sharp at first, then soft... “Lies don’t suit you, Lucy.”By the time she stepped out, she fe

By the time they reached Barry’s mansion, the sun was already sliding low behind the trees. The car rolled through the gates, the guards at the entrance snapping to attention. Lucy sat in the back seat beside Julia, her head resting against the window. Every muscle in her body ached.Julia yawned, stretching her arms lazily. “You did better today, Lucy. He didn’t yell at you as much.”Lucy smiled faintly. “That’s one way to measure progress.”Julia laughed. “Hey, for Barry, that’s a compliment.”As the car stopped in front of the wide steps, Lucy rubbed her wrist absently. A dull ache throbbed beneath her skin. When she rolled up her sleeve, she saw the faint purple mark blooming across the side of her arm, right where Barry had caught her.Julia’s eyes caught it instantly. “Ouch. That looks nasty.”“It’s fine,” Lucy muttered, tugging the sleeve back down. “I probably just bruised it during training.”“Or maybe when a certain someone decided to grab you like an action hero,” Julia tea