All Chapters of A Deal with the Mafia Lord: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Julian stood framed in the wreckage, dust curling around him like smoke. His gun gleamed in his hand, steady despite the fury burning in his eyes.Aurora’s breath caught in her throat. For a moment, she wanted nothing more than to collapse into him, to let him carry her out of this nightmare. But then Dave shifted closer, his presence anchoring her to the opposite side of the room.“Don’t move,” Julian commanded, his voice sharp enough to slice through steel. His gaze flicked to Dave, the fury there lethal. “Step away from her.”Dave smirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Always the protector. Always the cage. You haven’t told her, have you?”Julian’s jaw tightened. “One more word and I’ll put a bullet in your head.”Aurora’s chest tightened. “Told me what?” Her voice cracked in the charged silence.Neither man answered.The coin pulsed in her hand, its glow bleeding through her fingers. The voices inside her grew louder, feeding on the tension in the room. Two men, one truth. Only o

The glow from the coin turned blinding, bleeding gold light across the flooded dock. Aurora’s chest rose and fell in ragged bursts, her arm trembling as she raised it high. The whispers had sharpened into commands, and for the first time she did not fight them.“Stay back,” she said, her voice carrying with unnatural weight.The government operatives leveled their rifles. Their leader raised a hand, signaling. “Fire.”The first bullet cut through the air toward her head.Aurora’s scream tore free as the coin flared, and the bullet disintegrated mid-flight, molten fragments falling harmlessly around her. A shockwave pulsed outward, rattling the dock, sending ripples through the water like a storm’s heartbeat.The operatives faltered, but the leader shouted again, “Advance!”Aurora staggered forward, her eyes glowing with molten light. She no longer felt the cold water on her skin, nor the pain in her chest. She felt the coin’s heat, its hunger, its promise. With a sweep of her hand, li

Julian clawed his way through the collapsing wreckage, lungs burning with dust, blood seeping warm through a cut at his temple. His body screamed at him to stop, but his mind had narrowed to one truth. Aurora.He had seen her, had heard her voice through the roar of fire and stone. Her scream still echoed in his ears, raw and terrified. He had stretched his hand toward her, but in the chaos she had been pulled into the dark, vanishing like smoke.Julian staggered to his feet at the edge of the cavern, the collapsed tunnel yawning before him. His chest heaved, his hands trembling against the weight of the gun he still gripped.Lucas stumbled up behind him, coughing, one arm still slick with blood. “Boss… she’s gone.”Julian’s glare cut like knives. “No. Not gone. Taken.” His voice cracked, low and lethal. “By him.”He didn’t need to name Dave. The fury in his eyes said enough.The ceiling above groaned again, another explosion shaking the ruins. Government agents shouted through radios

The cavern pulsed like a living thing, every heartbeat echoing through the black stone gate. The symbols burned brighter with each passing second, and the cold wind that rushed from its widening crack carried voices that didn’t belong to the living.Aurora’s breath caught in her throat. The coin burned hotter than ever, her palm blistering as she clutched it. She felt like a thread pulled between two forces—Julian, standing bloodied and furious at the cavern’s edge, and Dave, steady, his body shielding her from Julian’s aim.Julian’s voice cut through the storm. “Aurora. Come to me.”Her chest clenched. The sound of his voice was a balm and a wound at once. She wanted to run into his arms, to believe that his strength could shield her from everything. But the gate roared louder, shadows curling at her ankles, and Dave’s hand hovered near hers.“She’s not yours to command anymore,” Dave said, his tone calm but edged with steel. “She’s already chosen. Can’t you see it? The coin called h

Country C moved like a nightmare. The air was heavy, metallic, sharp with smoke and iron. Towers twisted against the sky, bone and steel wound together, their hollow windows glaring like eyes. The ground whispered with every step, as if voices lived beneath the ash waiting for her to fall.Aurora clutched the coin so tightly it burned into her skin. She wanted to let it go. She tried. But her hand refused to obey. It pulsed in rhythm with her heart, feeding on her fear, and she hated it for being alive.Behind her came a voice. “Aurora.”Her chest froze.She turned. A man stood in the glow of the coin. Broad shoulders. Blade strapped at his side. His face blurred by shadows, as though the city itself conspired to hide him.Julian? Or Dave?Her knees weakened. “Don’t come closer.”He didn’t move. His silence was worse than an answer. The air between them snapped with tension, like a wire about to break.The coin flared. Heat seared her palm. Her vision split apart in waves. She saw her