บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia's Captive Doctor: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 47

Time: Saturday, December 7, 2024 | Evening Location: The Bellagio Hotel & Casino, East Wing BalconyAva stood before the mirror in the men's restroom, her reflection a stranger she was just beginning to recognize.The woman staring back had a wildness in her eyes, angry redness on her neck where Damian had marked her, and a defiant set to her jaw that was entirely new.Her hands, still trembling with the aftershocks of adrenaline and forced pleasure, fumbled with the broken clasp at the back of her dress.It was useless. The delicate metal hook was torn from the thread, a casualty of his rage.With a steadying breath, she abandoned the effort. She pulled a section of her dark hair over her shoulder, a curtain to hide the damage.It was a temporary fix at best. She looked one last time at the woman in the mirror—disheveled but unbroken—and walked out.She moved with purpose, heading not back to the ballroom, but down the marble-lined corridor toward the east wing.She needed air. She n

Time: Saturday, December 7, 2024 | Late Evening Location: The Pantheon Penthouse, Damian's StudyAn hour later, the study door opened without a sound.Damian sat behind his massive oak desk, a king on a throne of dark wood and polished steel.The only light in the room came from a single, low-angled desk lamp, casting long, stark shadows that swallowed the corners of the space.It illuminated the faint lines of concentration on his face as he reviewed financial reports on a tablet.The air smelled of old books, expensive leather, and his faint, clean cologne.He looked up as she entered.Ava wore a simple black silk robe, its belt cinched tight at her waist.Her hair, still damp from a shower, fell in loose waves around her shoulders, framing a face that was pale but resolute.His grey eyes swept over her, cool and assessing.He said nothing. He simply watched, waiting for her to make the first move.He had set the terms of their bargain.Now, he waited for her to honor the contract.

Time: Friday, December 13, 2024 | Early Afternoon Location: Private Dining Room, "Le Cirque" at the Bellagio -> Luc de la Fontaine's Penthouse Suite, The WynnThe private dining room at Le Cirque was an intimate cocoon of silk and velvet, a world away from the casino floor's desperate hum.Katya sat across from Luc, poised and deadly. She had chosen her outfit like armor: pristine white silk blouse and severe black pencil skirt. Every line calculated to project power and control.He was devastating. Dressed in a relaxed but flawlessly tailored suit, he guided their conversation with easy charm, speaking of art and finance with equal fluency. This was a man who understood power—not just how to wield it, but how to savor it.The lunch was an exquisite dance of courtship. He listened intently when she spoke, his dark eyes full of admiration. He laughed at her sharp, cynical jokes. He made her feel like the only woman in the world, a queen whose intellect captivated him as much as her bea