All Chapters of Mafia's Captive Desire : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Lucy had just finished changing into her pajamas, soft cotton shorts and a tank top, when she heard the knock. It wasn't the polite, gentle knock of the household staff. This was harder, more urgent. She knew who it was before she opened the door.Barry stood in the hallway, still in his suit pants and white shirt, though he'd lost the jacket and tie somewhere. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, his hair messy like he'd been running his hands through it. His dark eyes were stormy, anger still simmering just beneath the surface."We need to talk," he said."Now?" Lucy crossed her arms, suddenly very aware that she was in her pajamas, her face scrubbed clean of makeup, her hair pulled back. "I thought you didn't want to talk.""I changed my mind." Barry stepped into her room without waiting for an invitation, and Lucy closed the door behind him. "What the hell was that tonight?""What was what?""Don't play dumb, Lucy." Barry turned to face her, his jaw tight. "You know exactly w

Two days.It had been two whole days since the fight, and Lucy felt like she was slowly losing her mind.She'd successfully avoided Barry by timing her movements carefully. She'd eat breakfast early, before he came down. She'd go to training when she knew he'd be in meetings. She'd hide in her room or the library during dinner, claiming she wasn't hungry.Julia had noticed, of course. She'd cornered Lucy yesterday in the hallway with raised eyebrows and a knowing look. "You two need to talk," she'd said simply. Lucy had just shaken her head and walked away.Now it was late afternoon on the second day, and Lucy was in the library, curled up in a window seat with a book she wasn't actually reading. She'd read the same page five times without retaining a single word.Her mind kept replaying the fight. Barry's cold voice saying "maybe we shouldn't be doing this." The way he'd walked out without looking back. The sound of her door closing like a final punctuation mark on whatever they'd be

Lucy woke up early, her body still humming from the night before. After dinner, she'd gone to Barry's room like he'd asked, and they'd talked, really talked, about everything. Their fears, their feelings, what they wanted from each other. She smiled to herself, stretching in bed, feeling the pleasant ache in her muscles. Barry had left before dawn for an early meeting with some suppliers, pressing a kiss to her forehead and whispering that he'd see her at lunch.Lucy checked her phone. 6:47 AM. She was wide awake, too energized to go back to sleep. Training didn't start until nine, but maybe she could go early, get in some extra practice.She got dressed quickly, leggings, sports bra, tank top, and headed downstairs. Marcus was already in the kitchen, drinking coffee and looking alert despite the early hour."Miss Lucy." He straightened when he saw her. "You're up early.""Couldn't sleep. I was thinking about going to training early. Is that okay?"Marcus hesitated. "The boss isn't a

Two days had passed since Lucy overheard Tommy and Frankie in the equipment room. Two days of pretending everything was normal while her stomach churned with anxiety. Two days of avoiding Barry's searching looks and concerned questions.Marcus had been true to his word, watching Tommy and Frankie carefully. But so far, they'd been cautious. No more suspicious meetings, no more whispered conversations. It was like they knew someone was paying attention.Lucy was in her room, getting dressed for training, when her phone buzzed. A text from Marcus: 'Training today. Boss has meetings all morning. Be ready in 20.'Lucy's fingers tightened on her phone. Another session without Barry. Part of her was relieved, it meant she could focus on gathering information without his intense gaze noticing every flicker of emotion on her face. But another part of her felt guilty. She was keeping secrets from him, and it was eating her alive."You ready?" Julia appeared in her doorway, already dressed in w

Barry was in his office reviewing security protocols for Friday's shipment when Marcus knocked on the door. "Boss, we have a visitor at the gate."Barry looked up from the papers spread across his desk. "Who?"Marcus's expression was carefully neutral. "Jessica. She's requesting to see you."Barry's pen stopped moving. He set it down slowly, his jaw tightening. "Jessica.""Yes, sir. Should I send her away?"For a long moment, Barry didn't answer. Jessica. Here. After everything they'd just learned from Tommy's recording, after knowing she was plotting against him, she had the audacity to show up at his gate."No," Barry said finally. "Let her in. I want to hear what she has to say."Marcus frowned. "Boss, are you sure that's wise? After what we heard on that recording...""I'm sure. Bring her to my office." Barry stood up, buttoning his suit jacket. "And Marcus? Stay close. I don't trust her.""Understood."Marcus left, and Barry moved to the window, watching the driveway. A few minut