The Battle for Eli’s Future

The dining table was painted a delicate gold as the early light streamed through the penthouse's floor-to-ceiling windows. The soft clatter of silverware blended with the aroma of roasted coffee. Noah sat opposite Dominic, his plate half-touched. His nerves itched beneath his skin, the kind that made him tap his fork against porcelain without realizing.Dominic noticed. He always noticed. His gray eyes lifted from the morning paper, sharp, waiting. “You’ve been restless all week. Say it.”Noah took a breath, heart hammering. “I want Eli to be enrolled in school.”The words snapped the silence like glass shattering.Dominic’s brow creased, his scar drawing darker. “No.” He didn’t hesitate. One syllable, final, like a slammed door.“Why not?” Noah leaned forward, his tone edged with frustration. “He needs to be around other kids. He needs—”“He needs to be safe,” Dominic cut in, voice calm but carrying steel. “The outside world is unpredictable. Strangers, teachers, parents—too m

Last Updated : 2025-09-29

The Enemy in the Dark

The garage smelt like oil and wet concrete, and every sound was stretched out by the echo. Dominic's footsteps broke the silence. They were steady and purposeful, and his tailored coat brushed against his thighs as he walked. The lights above flickered, casting broken rays of light around the room. Ahead, a silver sedan gleamed beneath the low ceiling, and beside it, Harper leaned casually against the driver’s side.She wore a cream trench, heels clicking against the ground when she shifted her stance. Her lips painted red, her hair sleek as though she had just walked off a magazine spread. Yet her knuckles tightened around her car keys, the metal pressed too hard into her palm.“You really couldn’t choose a café like everyone else?” Dominic’s voice carried, smooth but edged with disdain.Harper’s smile bloomed, practiced and sharp. “And give you the satisfaction of an audience? No, Dominic. This suits us better.”He stopped a few feet away, hands sliding into his pockets, eyes

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Chains in the Courtroom

Dominic’s penthouse office glowed with the first rays of dawn. The skyline stretched endlessly behind him, glass walls framing a kingdom he owned piece by piece. He sat at a mahogany desk polished to perfection, one hand drumming against the armrest while the other held his phone to his ear. His voice was steel wrapped in velvet.“File it today. Motions, counterclaims—make her choke on paperwork before she breathes. I don’t want Harper stepping near a courtroom without tripping over a wall of obstacles. Do you understand me?”“Yes, Mr. Voss,” the lawyer’s voice crackled through the speaker.“Good. Don’t wait for instructions. I pay you to anticipate.” Dominic ended the call with a flick of his thumb, leaning back in his chair, expression carved in stone.The office door opened without warning. Noah stepped in, his hair still damp from the shower, his lean frame wrapped in a white T-shirt and joggers. He froze at the sight of Dominic lowering the phone. His chest tightened. “What wa

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

The Courtroom Arrival

The courthouse hummed with restless murmurs, every sound magnified by polished marble walls. Noah’s shoes clicked too loudly as he walked beside Dominic, a manila folder clutched against his chest like a shield. His palms were slick with sweat, though Dominic’s hand brushing the small of his back steadied him for a moment.“You’re trembling,” Dominic murmured, voice low and even.“I’m fine,” Noah lied, though his voice cracked.“You don’t look fine.” Dominic’s dark eyes cut sideways, sharp as glass. “Keep your head up. She feeds on weakness.”Before Noah could answer, the air shifted. Harper entered, heels striking the floor with deliberate grace. Her hair gleamed under the courthouse lights, every strand perfectly arranged, her fitted dress projecting power. The corners of her mouth lifted in a smile, but her eyes carried frost.Noah’s throat tightened. Their gazes locked, and for a fraction of a second, Harper’s smile widened, mocking.Dominic’s hand left Noah’s back, replaced

Last Updated : 2025-09-30

All Chapters of Under the Mafia's Touch (MxM): Chapter 21 - Chapter 24

The Battle for Eli’s Future

The Enemy in the Dark

Chains in the Courtroom

The Courtroom Arrival