All Chapters of The Mafia Lord's Deadly Obsession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Leo’s POVI sat behind my desk with the dim light casting shadows across the room and my mind racing with different thoughts.Romano’s death had set everything into motion. The entire world was crumbling around me and the walls closing in as I watched my empire began to splinter. I didn't want to say this but I could feel it, that something was crumbling and no one was on my side. I could feel the betrayal in every corner of my life. The deals I’d made with Viktor and the other gangs—they weren’t just business anymore. They were personal. The price for my success had always been high, but I never thought it would cost me my family, my people, or worse, my fucking life.Romano's death wasn't just an execution; it was a declaration of war but I didn't bloody care, that psychopath messed with me. And now, my enemies were playing the long game. I heard that confidential dealings that were once safe within my wa

Leo’s POVI was soaked in blood.Very sticky, hot, and familiar that gave me a sense of satisfaction and fulfilment. The kind of blood that didn't just stain clothes. It clung to your soul. I smirked as Romano’s men had begged like dogs before I slit their throats and dumped their bodies in the steel crates. A message to the rats still breathing: come for the Don, and I’ll turn your entire lineage into meat for the vultures.Despite Romano being dead and beings snitchy rat by working for Viktor, his men still made my empire a hassle and did things they weren't supposed to be doing.Now I stood in the wine cellar of one of my estates, somewhere quiet and secluded, with excellent walls for screams. Viktor’s little brother, Emio, was tied to a steel chair, his face already decorated with bruises and busted lips. His eyes were darting left to right, looking panicked, twitchy, his mouth were also trembling around the blood

 Leo’s POVThe bastard was still breathing. Pheew….what a miracle, really.I transferred the bloody aggression, trying so hard not to believe what he spewed.Blood ran down the slope of Viktor’s brother’s broken nose, pooling at the corner of his mouth. His shirt was soaked through, clinging to his twitching torso, and I could see the stain spreading across the cracked marble beneath him. He was sobbing now, but I didn’t give a fuck. The only reason I hadn't snapped his neck yet was because of what he just said.Alessia.My wife.The supposed backbone of my chaos, the reason we got into an agreement was pure business, cover my shit up and I'll protect you but I got so whipped in her pussy and I wasn't thinking straight anymore.Emio was somehow right, I've been fucking distracted that I didn't know my wife was pointing a gun to my head. I was so lost in revenge, in plotting my sister's downfall for

Leo's POVThere’s nothing quite like waking up with your face splattered across every damn billboard in New York, labeled "Most Wanted" like I was some kind of urban legend. The goddamn media was having a field day, feeding on the blood they thought I spilled, twisting truths like it was their birthright and calling me all sort of twisted names , going as far as calling me a pedophile just to get the public's outrage. Wow! Fucking great to twh reputation I've been trying so hard to build for years.CNN, TMZ, hell—even the Weather Channel threw my mug up on the screen like a damn forecast of doom.I watched from the crack in the rusted door of this concrete shit hole they dared to call a holding cell. It was more like a grave. Which station has these poor facilities? Even if I'm facing a trial, am I not supposed to be in the damn Interrogation room? No daylight, no damn ventilation, just me, four walls, and the lingering scent of piss and betrayal. I wasn’t chained up like some crim

Leo's Pov"No choice now, huh, Leo?”I coughed out a breath and spat at his feet. “36490. It's in my safe in my VIP bedroom. Go fetch it, mutt.”Viktor’s eyes lit up like a junkie getting his next hit. “See? Fuck! That wasn’t so hard.”I ignored him and twisted my hands with the iron chains on me but that bitch hurt like hell. He stood up and turned toward the steel door and my sister—the psycho with murder in her mascara was leaning there like some final boss.She was obsessed with me as always and I'm tired of these sick games. If not for the blood running in the same veins as mine, I would have killed her way too long ago.“You dearest sister came to pay you a visit, I'm so emotional right now.” Viktor called, tossing her a gun like it was a fucking party favor. “Have your fun with him. He’s all yours but don't bomb my den with explosives.”She caught the gun mid-air, eyes gleaming as she nodded at him.“Finally! You’ve got no idea how long I’ve waited for this, Leo.” She grinned a