All Chapters of marked by the mafia alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 50: The BoardThe Volkov Enterprises building looked different in the morning light.Or maybe I was different. Maybe grief had changed the way I saw everything.I stood on the sidewalk. Staring up at the glass and steel tower. Forty-three floors. Lucian's office—our office—was on the top floor. Corner suite. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city.I'd been there a thousand times. Worked beside him at that massive desk. Reviewed contracts on the leather sofa. Made love on that desk after everyone went home.Now I had to walk in there alone. Sit in his chair. Pretend I belonged."Ms. Castellanos?" Dimitri appeared beside me. "Are you ready?"Was I ready? No. Would never be ready.But I nodded. "Let's go."We walked through the lobby. Marble floors. Vaulted ceilings. Employees everywhere. They stopped when they saw me. Whispered. Stared.That's her. That's Lucian's woman. The one he died for.I kept my face blank. Cold. Let them stare.The elevator ride to the forty-third

Chapter 52: The ObsessionSeoul, South KoreaKang Estate11:47 PMMin-jun sat in his bedroom. The lights were off. Just moonlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows.The room was massive. King-sized bed. Marble floors. Art worth millions on the walls.But he wasn't looking at any of it.He was looking at the file spread across his desk. Papers. Photos. Documents. Everything his secretary had compiled on Amara Castellanos.Werewolf. Divorced from an alpha. One son. Built herself into a billionaire from nothing. Started working with Lucian Volkov two years ago. Became his partner in business and life.And now Lucian was dead.Min-jun stared at her photo. Professional headshot. Sharp suit. Cold eyes. Beautiful in a way that made his chest tighten.He picked up his glass. Red liquid inside. Thick. Metallic smell.Not wine.He drank. Let the blood coat his throat. Cold. He preferred it warm. Fresh from the source. But this would do for now.He set the glass down. Felt his fangs

Chapter 54: The Shadow FangThe chamber was cold. Stone walls. Torches casting flickering shadows. Ancient symbols carved into every surface.Dimitri stood near the entrance. Arms crossed. Face grim.Lucian sat on a stone bench. Shirtless. The fresh tattoo covering his entire back still raw. Still healing. An ancient snake. Massive. Coiling from his shoulders down to his lower back. Scales rendered in intricate detail. Head resting between his shoulder blades. Tail wrapping around his waist. The ink glowed faintly in the torchlight. Pulsing with something that wasn't quite natural."She made the deal with Kang," Dimitri said. Breaking the silence. "The port development. Sixty-five thirty-five split. Just like you planned."Lucian's jaw tightened. But he said nothing."She's really good, boss. Better than I expected. She walked into that board meeting and put them all in their place. Viktor Sokolov tried to undermine her. She shut him down. Hard."Still nothing. Just Lucian staring at

Chapter 56: WatchingMin-junI sat in my hotel suite. Lights off. City sprawling below me through floor-to-ceiling windows.But I wasn't looking at the city.I was looking at the screens. Six of them. Mounted on the wall. Each one showing a different angle of Amara's house.Living room. Kitchen. Hallway. Her bedroom. Kai's bedroom. The study where she worked late at night.Every room. Every corner. Every private moment.Mine to watch.It had been easy. Too easy. A new maid. Recently hired. Desperate for money. I'd compelled her. Told her to install the cameras. Small ones. Hidden in smoke detectors. Picture frames. The base of lamps.She'd done it in two days. Then I'd erased her memory of doing it. Paid her double. Sent her on her way.Now I had this. Complete access. Total visibility.I picked up my glass. Blood. Cold. From a bag. Not as satisfying as fresh but it would do.I drank. Eyes fixed on the bedroom screen.Amara was there. Sitting on her bed. Still in her work clothes. Bla

Chapter 58: The BoyMin-junI sat in my car across from Kai's school. Expensive private academy. High walls. Security guards. The kind of place wealthy parents sent their children to feel safe.They weren't safe. Nowhere was safe. Not from me.The bell rang. Three-thirty. Kids poured out. Laughing. Shouting. Normal. Innocent.Then I saw him. Kai. Twelve years old. Backpack slung over one shoulder. Walking alone. No friends beside him.Lonely. The boy was lonely.Perfect.I got out of the car. Straightened my jacket. Put on my most charming smile. The one that made humans trust me. The one that hid the monster underneath.Kai walked toward the pickup area. Looking for his driver. The man was late. I'd made sure of that. A compelled phone call. An emergency that didn't exist. Simple manipulation.Now the boy stood alone. Waiting. Vulnerable.I approached. Casual. Non-threatening. "Excuse me. You're Kai, aren't you?"He looked up. Cautious. Smart kid. "Do I know you?""Not yet. But I kno