Semua Bab Mafia’s Feud : Love & Betrayal : Bab 1 - Bab 10

“I don’t like the way you guys look at me and treat me in this so-called family. I am not a child anymore, and I would appreciate it if I am treated like the lady I am!” Lucy’s voice thundered across the grand but cold apartment, the sound echoing against the high ceilings and marble floors.Her words were sharp, bold like shards of glass scattering across the room. And for the first time in years, her four brothers stopped what they were doing.Vince, the eldest, leaned back in the leather armchair with a glass of whiskey in his hand, his piercing eyes narrowing. He was always the calm one, the leader who carried the weight of the family’s empire on his shoulders, but Lucy’s sudden defiance pulled his brows together in a crease.Matteo, the second brother, with his ever-present smirk and restless hands, stopped flipping the silver knife he had been toying with. His smirk faltered for a moment as he studied Lucy, as if weighing whether she was serious or just having one of her “moods.

Inside, Lucy threw her arms into the air, eyes closed, letting the world fall away. She didn’t notice the ripple through the crowd as whispers began to spread, or how the bouncers at the door stiffened when they saw who had arrived.Freedom burned bright inside her chest.But the shadows were already closing in.The Velvet Room pulsed with life, but beneath the music, a darker rhythm was weaving its way through the night.Lucy, still caught in her whirlwind of freedom, didn’t notice when the crowd subtly shifted. Strangers moved aside, conversations dropped into uneasy murmurs. The temperature in the club seemed to dip as four men in tailored black suits slipped in through the main doors. Their expressions were sharp, predatory, eyes locked on one target, Lucy.At first, Kira noticed the strange movements. She froze mid-sip, her gaze flicking toward the approaching men. “Lucy,” she hissed, gripping her friend’s wrist. “We need to leave. Now.”But Lucy, flushed with adrenaline and rebe

The next morning, Lucy woke to sunlight slicing across the blinds, sunlight cut across the curtains, spilling gold over tangled sheets. Lucy stirred, her head pounding faintly, her body wrapped in the fading warmth of the night before.The bed sheets were tangled around her legs, the faint smell of whiskey and cologne still clinging to the pillows. Her heart thudded as she turned, half expecting to see him there, the stranger with the dark eyes, the bruised fists, the presence that had shaken her to her core.But the other side of the bed was empty.Her chest tightened. She sat up quickly, searching the room as if he might have just slipped into the bathroom or stepped out for a cigarette. But the truth was undeniable: his jacket was gone, the chair by the corner empty, and the silence heavy with absence. No note. No trace. No number.Her heart stopped as reality crashed back. She hadn’t even asked his name or for his number. In the haze of rebellion and desire, she had let herself fo

“Lucy?” Maya’s voice rang out before she burst in, Selene right behind her. Kira followed last, her face pale, her eyes frantic.“Where the hell were you?” Maya demanded, hands on her hips. “We thought you were…..” She stopped short, her gaze sweeping the room. The tangled sheets. The air still thick with last night. Her eyebrows shot up. “Oh. Oh.”Selene arched a brow, smirking despite the tension. “Well. Looks like someone had more fun than we did.” She teased LucyKira, however, wasn’t smiling. She grabbed Lucy’s arms, her voice urgent. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Your brothers are tearing the city apart looking for you. Vince called me at five in the morning. Adrian nearly showed up at my place thinking you were hiding there.”Lucy pulled back, her jaw tightening. “I don’t care what they think. I am not their prisoner.”Kira’s eyes softened but stayed sharp. “Lucy, this is not just about them grounding you. They’re dangerous men with dangerous enemies. Disappearing in

Lucy’s heart squeezed, but she pushed the guilt down. “I’m not a child. I don’t need to be locked away just because you’re scared.”Vince’s jaw tightened, his composure like a blade honed to the point of breaking. “You think this is about us being scared? This city is drowning in enemies waiting to cut at us through any weakness. You vanish, and you become a target.” He leaned in closer, voice dropping into a growl. “And you are our weakness, Lucy.”The words cut deeper than he probably intended, and Lucy’s chest burned with the unfairness of it. Her voice cracked, rising above the music. “No, I’m not your weakness. I’m your prisoner.”The air snapped taut. A ripple went through the watching crowd, whispers carrying the weight of her rebellion. The bartender froze mid-motion, his knuckles whitening around the glass.Matteo swore under his breath, running a hand through his hair. “You don’t get it. You can’t get it. The people we deal with don’t care that you’re our sister. To them, yo