All Chapters of Mafia's Captive Desire : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Lucy slammed her door shut with shaky hands. Her chest rose and fell too fast, her heart pounding against her ribs like it wanted to break free. She pressed her back to the wood, trying to breathe, but the echo of his voice clung to her like smoke.'You’ve been avoiding me, kitten.'The way Barry had said it, low, deep, cutting into her bones, refused to leave her. Even now, in the silence of her room, it was like he stood behind her. His hand on her waist. His mouth so close to her ear she could feel his breath.“Damn him,” she whispered, pushing off the door.Her steps carried her to the bathroom. She twisted the tap and let the cold water run before cupping it in her palms and splashing it onto her face. Again. Again.The water dripped down her cheeks, her chin, her neck. Her chest heaved. For a moment, she closed her eyes, hoping the cold would wash him away.But it didn’t.Instead, heat pooled low in her belly, sharp and hungry. Her thighs pressed together without her even meanin

Julia stepped back, her hand slipping from Lucy’s shoulder. “Alright. Again. This time, faster.”Lucy nodded, her throat dry. She raised her fists, planting her feet like Julia had shown her. Her arms already trembled from strain, but she forced them steady.“Good,” Julia said. “Now hit. Don’t think. Just hit.”Lucy struck the crate. The thud rang louder this time.“Again!”She obeyed, punching harder, sweat beading at her temples. Her breath grew ragged. Her shoulders ached. Still, she kept going.Julia circled her like a hawk. “Don’t drop your guard. Elbows in. Yes, better. You’re faster when you trust yourself.”Lucy grit her teeth and swung again. This time her fist cracked so sharply against the crate that Julia’s brows lifted.“Not bad.”Lucy gasped for air, her arm hanging limp at her side. “I… I think my hand’s going to fall off.”Julia smirked. “That’s how you know you’re working.”Lucy laughed weakly, the sound breaking into a cough. She pressed her palms to her knees, her w

Lucy swallowed hard, her throat thick, but she didn’t drop her gaze. Barry’s eyes held hers for a few beats, cold as stone, unreadable, and then he flicked his chin at Julia.“Show her what you know,” he ordered.Julia grinned, rolling her shoulders. “Gladly.” She stepped onto the mat, raising her fists. “Ready?”Lucy hesitated, shifting her feet. Her gloves felt too heavy, her arms stiff. “Not really.”Julia smirked. “Too bad.”She moved first, quick and sharp, her fist tapping Lucy’s guard before Lucy even blinked.Lucy stumbled back. “Hey...!”Julia chuckled. “Don’t complain. Block better.”Barry’s voice came like a knife. “Stop whining. Focus.”Lucy straightened quickly, heat burning her cheeks. She raised her fists again, her stance shaky but determined. Julia circled her slowly, eyes glinting with amusement.“Remember what I told you yesterday,” Julia said, shifting her weight. “Plant your feet. Elbows in.”Lucy tried, but when Julia threw another jab, she flinched, her arms fly

“I… I didn’t...” Her voice broke. She tried again, forcing the words out though they shook. “I didn’t take it. I swear I didn’t.”Jessica scoffed loudly. “Please. The file didn’t crawl under your bed on its own.” She turned to Barry, her tone smooth and poisonous. “She’s been here only a short time, and already this? Who knows what else she’s hiding from you.”Lucy shook her head quickly, eyes wide. “No, no, I don’t even know what’s inside that file! I’ve never seen it before, I...”“Enough!” Barry’s voice thundered through the room, silencing her.Lucy flinched, her lips snapping shut. Her heart raced so fast it hurt.Barry’s eyes stayed locked on her, sharp and unreadable. “The file was in your room. Under your bed. You want me to believe you know nothing about it?”Her knees felt weak, but she forced herself to speak, her voice barely more than a whisper. “I don’t… I don’t know how it got there.”Jessica let out a bitter laugh. “How convenient.” She crossed her arms, stepping close

Lucy sat at the edge of her bed, her hands resting limply on her knees. The adrenaline that had fueled her slap earlier was gone now, leaving her body heavy, almost trembling. She stared at her palms as if they still carried the sting of that moment.Julia paced across the room, her arms folded tight against her chest, her lips pressed in a thin line. Then she stopped and let out a sharp breath, shaking her head.“I knew it,” Julia muttered, her voice filled with certainty. “Jessica’s never liked you from the start. Always looking down at you, giving you those eyes. It’s no surprise she would try something like this.”Lucy looked up, blinking slowly. Her voice was soft, drained. “Yeah… maybe.”Julia turned, her gaze locking onto her. “Not maybe. For sure. She hates that you’re here. Hates that my brother doesn’t throw you out. Tonight just proved it.” She uncrossed her arms and moved closer, her tone warming. “But you... Lucy, you were amazing. That slap...” Julia let out a laugh, sho