All Chapters of Bound To The Mafia King : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

42 Chapters

Chapter 1 : The Devil’s Gaze

Grace “Oh my God, girls, it’s been forever since we did this!” Stella squealed and clinked her strawberry margarita against mine so hard pink liquid dropped over the rim. “No boyfriends, no drama, no curfews, just us, tequila, and terrible decisions.”Laila leaned back in the booth and twirled a strand of her dark hair around her finger. “Speak for yourself. I’m ready for terrible decisions. Preferably involving tall, tattooed terrible decisions.”Kristy rolled her eyes but grinned. “You’re disgusting.”“I’m honest,” Laila shot back. “Grace, back me up. You’ve been single for, what, nineteen months now? Time to live a little.”A hearty laugh escaped my lips and cheeks already warm from my second cocktail. “I’m living plenty. I’m here, aren’t I? That’s living.”Michelle nudged me with her elbow. “Barely. You still blush when a guy looks at you too long. You’re basically a Victorian novel heroine stuck in 2025.” She chuckled and I rolled my eyes at her words. “I like being old-school,

Chapter 2 : The Devil Follows

Grace My heart skipped a beat and my pulse throbbed under his touch but I frowned the second his fingers closed around my wrist. It was warm and strong. Too strong.Like he could snap bone if he wanted to, but right now he was just… holding.I blinked up at him. My brain fuzzy from tequila and embarrassment, and stupidly opened my mouth. “Grace,” I whispered. My voice came out as a murmur of a kitten in front of a lion. The moment the word left my lips I wanted to suck it back in. My eyes widened as I realized what I had just done. Fuck no!! I should not have told a stranger my real name. Why didn’t I say something fake? Like Emily. Or Sophia. Anything but my real name. Idiot. Absolute idiot.I gulped the lump that had formed in my throat and nervously looked at his grip over my wrist. Panic surged over me and I tugged gently, trying to get myself out of this beast looking man’s cage and this time he let go.I blinked and my chest heavily rose and fell before I stumbled back to the

Chapter 3 : Forbidden Touch

AUTHOR The air in Club thickened the moment Adrian Valente’s lips left Grace’s. Everyone was in shock and what Adrian Valente had said, sent shivers down their spines. “ You just made the biggest mistake of your life, Grace. “ Enough. Kristy finally found her spine. “Enough, Grace- you’re drunk,” she snapped, voice cutting through the stunned silence around the booth. She stepped forward and her own hands shook only a little, and gripped Grace by the arms. With one firm tug she pulled the girl back.A gasp escaped her lips as Grace stumbled. Her legs were shaking, and she collapsed against Kristy’s chest. Her arms looped around her friend’s neck in a sloppy, needy hug. A soft, broken whimper escaped her throat. A half giggle, half sob.“Girls, come on,” Laila hissed, already scooping up purses and jackets. “We’re leaving. Now.” The girls quickly gathered their stuff ready to leave when two men approached him. Tall. Suited. Expressionless.“ Adrian. It’s time to leave. “ A man appro

Chapter 4 : Burning Desire

AdrianThe mansion doors swung open with the kind of silence only fear creates. “Pakhan, she is here,” Damien said, the second my foot crossed the threshold. She was here. He did not need to ask who it was. He knew and I didn’t answer.I didn’t need to.My men in black suits lined the foyer like statues. Their heads bowed so low that their chins nearly touched their chests. Their guns tugged at their sides and their eyes on the marble floor.They felt the storm rolling off me before I even spoke.Damien fell into step behind me, quiet for once. He knew better than to push tonight. But he also knew not to say anything when Pakhan did not want to. The mansion was dead silent like always except for the echo of my footsteps. My steps were sharp, deliberate and each one announcing I was done playing games.“She’s in your room- ” Damien started. Before he could inform me of something I already knew, I raised my palm without looking back. He stopped.Smart man.I climbed the stairs alone. My

Chapter 5 : The Elite Club

Grace‘ Adrian Valente- ‘Sunlight stabbed straight into my skull the second I opened my eyes. I whimpered, low and pathetic, and tried to roll away from the window. My arm stretched out as I tried to relax my stressed muscles but,it was a big mistake. A sharp, throbbing pain exploded behind my eyes like someone had taken a hammer to my temples. I groaned louder and instantly curled into a ball under the blanket for a second before forcing myself to sit up.My vision blurred as I felt the room spun once, then settled. Barely. I dragged a hand through my hair. Feeling the tangled, greasy, disgusting texture- and caught my reflection in the full-length mirror across from the bed.Jesus.Mascara had raccooned down my cheeks in black streaks. Lipstick was smeared across my chin like a bad crime scene. My eyes were puffy and red and my hair was sticking up in every direction. I looked like I’d been hit by a truck full of regret. I looked awful.I groaned again, louder this time, and not

Chapter 6 : The Gaze

Grace The Dark Elite Club felt like stepping into a different world. One where every shadow hid a secret and every glance meant something more. I gulped the lump formed in my throat and shifted uncomfortably on the high stool at the bar, my leather skirt riding up just a bit as I crossed my legs. The air was thick with expensive cologne and low murmurs, the red lights casting everything in a sultry glow that made my skin prickle. Everything here screamed wealth and power but what made me uneasy was … the danger that lingered in the air. I glanced around, trying to shake off the weird knot in my stomach. The moment I had stepped into THE CLUB, I had been feeling this uneasy feeling that I have been watched but- It must be my mind. I sighed and turned to divert my attention somewhere else. Laila and Kristy were already owning the dance floor, laughing as a couple of guys in sharp suits circled them like sharks. They looked effortless out there. So pretty, confident, the kind of gi

Chapter 7 : The Lion’s Den

GraceMy heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought it might crack them. My eyes widened at the sight of him. He was coming down the stairs.Each step was deliberate and unhurried, like he had all the time in the world because he already knew I wasn’t going anywhere. Each step he took seemed to race my heart even more than before.Those grey eyes never left mine, not for a single second. Darkened. Burning. Possessive in a way that made my stomach flip and my skin crawl at the same time.Fear. That was what I felt. A real, cold fear snaked through me. I knew danger when I saw it. And danger was walking straight toward me.I had to get out. Now.I stepped back, my heel catching on the edge of the dance floor. Frederick’s hand was still on my waist, but I barely felt it. My pulse roared in my ears. And I could hear my inner thoughts shouting at me to escape. I turned sharply, ready to bolt. “Grace?” Frederick’s voice cut through the music, confused. His fingers tightened on mine an

Chapter 8 : The Debt

AdrianI leaned against the balcony railing staring at the city lights sprawled below like a carpet of fireflies. The cigarette had burned out long ago, but I didn’t light another. My mind was too full. Too tangled with the thoughts of … her. Grace.That little bunny with her wide eyes and drunken giggles. She’d kissed me like she meant it. She clung to me like I was her goddamn hero and then forgot everything by morning. The thought made my lips curl into a smirk without me even realizing it. My little bunny. So innocent. So fearless in her haze. She had no idea she’d awakened something in me. Something dark. Something that wanted to chase, to claim, to break her just enough to make her mine forever.She dared forget me. I’d make sure she never did again. No woman had ever made me this impatience, this reckless and had never made me feel a certain way but that goddamn little bunny stirred everything fucking upside down inside of me. I was lost in thoughts of my bunny when the doo

Chapter 9 : Chasing Me

GraceUniversity felt like torture today.My head was splitting. It was the sharp, pulsing pain right behind my eyes that hadn’t stopped since I woke up. Every time I moved, it throbbed harder, like someone was tapping nails into my skull. I hadn’t slept. I could not. Not really. All night my mind kept replaying flashes of last night. The Elite Club, those red lights, smoke, strong hands pinning me to a wall, a low voice whispering my name like it already owned me. That familiar stranger- had crawled inside my brain and refused to leave. I tossed and turned until dawn. My cheeks burned, heart raced, body restless in ways I didn’t want to admit.How could I feel this for a stranger? A … stalker!? Now I was slumped over my desk in the back row of my third class. My hoodie was pulled up, trying- well more like failing to look like I was taking notes. My pen hadn’t moved in twenty minutes.Stella leaned over from the seat beside me and voiced a dramatic whisper. “You look like death war

Chapter 10 : Adrian Valente

GraceThe library lights buzzed overhead. The harsh and yellow lights made my eyes sting. I rubbed them hard, then rubbed again, trying to focus on my half-finished project slides glowing on my laptop screen. Tomorrow was the deadline. The last submission before finals and I was nowhere near done. My friends had left two hours ago, after begging me to come with them.“Grace, come on, it’s already dark,” Stella had whined, tugging my sleeve.“I’ll be fine,” I’d told her. “It’s just a twenty-minute walk. Go have fun. I don’t want to ruin your night.”They’d argued, but eventually gave up and left with promises to text me when they got home.Now the library was almost empty. Just me, the security guard doing his last round, and the faint smell of old books and instant coffee.My phone died thirty minutes ago and there was no charger in my bag. No warning. Just black screen. What am I supposed to do now? All of a sudden, the guard appeared at my table with keys jingling in his hand. “M

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