All Chapters of Bound To The Mafia King : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21 | Taken By Him

GraceThe air in the room thickened instantly. My heart slammed against my ribs. “Grace,” Adrian’s voice was low, rough, dripping with lethal calm. “What the fuck are you doing here?”Ryan tensed beside me. “This is my hospital room. She’s visiting me. You need to leave.”Adrian didn’t even glance at Ryan. His burning gaze stayed locked on me, intense enough to make my skin prickle and my thighs clench involuntarily. That same confusing heat from earlier flooded through me again- fear mixed with something far more shameful. Excitement.“I asked you a question, baby,” Adrian growled, stepping inside and closing the distance in two powerful strides. He towered over both of us now. “Why are you sitting here holding hands with this piece of shit who clearly didn’t learn his lesson?”I stood up quickly, my legs shaky. “Adrian, stop. He’s hurt. I came to check on him because he got beaten up because of me.”“Because he touched what’s mine,” Adrian snarled, finally sparing Ryan a deadly gla

Chapter 22 | Strip

Grace“What the hell is wrong with you?”He didn’t look at me at first, one hand gripping the wheel tightly, knuckles white with tattooed skin stretched taut. “What’s wrong with me?” he repeated, voice dangerously soft. “You. You’re what’s wrong with me, Grace. You walked into my world and ruined me. Now I can’t think straight unless I know exactly where you are. Who you’re talking to. Who the fuck is looking at you.”The car sped up, leaving the city behind. His next words were pure dark obsession. “You’re in my head every second. Your scent, your voice, the way your body fit against mine when I kissed you. I beat that bastard Ryan half to death for daring to get close, and still you ran to his bedside. Do you have any idea what that does to me? I want to chain you to my side so no other man ever gets the privilege of your smile again.”I crossed my arms, trying to ignore the way his possessive words made my pulse throb. “This isn’t love, Adrian. This is insanity. You don’t own me.”

Chapter 23 | Owned

Grace“Strip,” Adrian said calmly, his voice a low command that vibrated straight through my bones. I froze on my knees in the center of that massive bed, heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted to escape. He tossed the cufflinks onto a side table. They clinked like bullets hitting marble.“You have ten seconds to take off every stitch you’re wearing,” he continued, voice dropping into something dark and velvet and lethal. “Or I do it for you. And I won’t be gentle.”My mouth opened- to scream, to curse, to beg…..but nothing came out. He stepped forward, rolling his sleeves up to the elbows with deliberate slowness, revealing powerful forearms corded with muscle and covered in intricate ink- saints, skulls, Latin phrases that looked like both blessings and curses. His eyes never left mine, stormy with jealousy, rage, and a hunger so deep it terrified me. “Ten,” he began counting, unbuttoning the top of his black shirt. I clutched the hem of my sweater, fingers trembling.“Nine

Chapter 24 | Psychotic Dog

GraceThe moment Adrian turned his attention to whoever was on the line, I scrambled off the bed, heart pounding so hard it hurt. My hands shook as I snatched up my discarded clothes and yanked them on as fast as humanly possible. The fabric felt rough against my still-sensitive skin, my nipples still swollen and aching from his mouth and my core shamefully wet and throbbing.I barely had the sweater on when I heard the soft beep of him ending the call.“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.” The sound was low, mocking, and far too calm. “I wasn’t done with you yet, bunny.”I spun around, glaring at him with every ounce of fury and fear churning inside me. “You think this is a game? You drag me here, force a ring on my finger, touch me like you own me, and expect me to just… spread my legs and thank you?”Adrian’s eyes darkened, that dangerous mix of jealousy and raw obsession flaring hot. He stalked closer, still half-undressed, shirt open, revealing the hard planes of his chest and the ink that marked hi

Chapter 25 | Dinner With The Devil

GraceI sat at the long, dining table with my hands clasped tightly in my lap, trying not to shake. The heat was still lingering on my skin from earlier, Adrian’s hands on my ass, his filthy promises, the terrifying dogs. Every time I shifted, I remembered how easily he had lifted me, how safely and possessively he had carried me back inside while I clung to him like a lifeline. My cheeks burned with shame.Adrian pulled out the heavy chair at the head of the table with effortless power and sat down, then patted the seat right beside him. I hesitated only a second before sliding into it. Being close to him felt safer than being across from him. His presence dominated the entire room.He turned his head and looked at me. A light smile curved his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes. It was the smile of a predator pretending to be tame- scary, calculated, and full of dark promises. “Bunny, relax,” he murmured, voice low and velvet-rough. “Nothing’s going to happen to you when I’m here.

Chapter 26 | There Is No Escape

GraceMy hands wouldn’t stop shaking as I dialed Stella’s number, pressing the phone tight to my ear while messily shoving clothes into my old suitcase. The moment she picked up, her voice cracked with panic. “Grace? Oh my God, Grace! Are you okay? Where the hell are you? We’ve been losing our minds since that psycho dragged you out of the hospital!”“I’m… I’m at home right now,” I whispered, voice trembling. Tears burned my eyes as I zipped the bag halfway. “But I’m not staying. I’m leaving this city tonight. I can’t do this anymore, Stella. Adrian- he’s everywhere. He’s insane. He put a ring on my finger and called me his wife. He threatened to… God, I can’t even say it.”Kristy’s voice cut in on the speaker. “Grace, breathe. What do you mean you’re leaving? Where will you go?”“Anywhere,” I said desperately, throwing my passport and some cash into the front pocket. “I don’t care. Another city, another country if I have to. Just away from him. He had dogs- actual guard dogs- growl

Chapter 27 | Sold

GraceI stood frozen in the living room, the luxurious nightmare closing in around me. Adrian’s words echoed in my head like a death sentence.“Your uncle sold you to me, bunny,” he said calmly, almost conversationally, as he swirled the whiskey in his glass. “Money for his gambling debts and what he stole from me. He took a nice fat sum to disappear again and handed you over on a silver platter weeks ago. Signed the papers and everything.”My world tilted. I looked at Adrian, shocked beyond word and then at my uncle still kneeling on the marble floor, face bloody and swollen. “No… that can’t be true.”My Uncle sobbed, crawling forward on his knees. “Grace, please! Forgive me! I had no choice- they were going to kill me! He offered protection, money… I thought you’d be safe with him. Better than the streets!”“You sold me?” My voice cracked. Tears spilled hot and fast down my cheeks. The black diamond ring on my finger suddenly felt like a brand, heavy and permanent. “I’m really his

Chapter 28 | kidnapped By The Devil

GraceI woke up with a violent pain. My heart was slamming against my ribs before my eyes even fully opened. The familiar scent of dark cedar, and him hit me first. This room. The same prison he had caged me in before- black marble floors and massive bed with silk sheets that still carried the faint imprint of our bodies. The same golden cage.Everything came rushing back like a nightmare I couldn’t wake from.My uncle had sold me. Signed me away like livestock to pay his debts. Adrian had bought me. Kidnapped me. Claimed me. The black diamond ring, the threats, the dead guard bleeding on the floor, my desperate hug against Adrian’s hard chest while he whispered filthy ownership into my hair.I couldn’t breathe.“No… no, this isn’t happening,” I whispered as my voice cracked. I hurriedly jumped off the bed, my bare feet slapping against cold marble as I ran to the door. I twisted the handle but it was….Locked. Of course it was locked. It had to be.Rage, grief, and pure panic explode

Chapter 29 | Blood Payment

GraceI stepped into the dimly lit warehouse and the heavy metal door groaned behind me like a dying man. The air smelled of rust, sweat, and fear… and exactly how I liked it. Nicholas followed close and our footsteps echoed. Dante was already there with his sleeves rolled up and was standing over the pathetic piece of shit chained to a chair in the center of the room. Mathew Heather. Grace’s so-called bastard uncle and …. My property’s seller.A smirk tugged at my lips as his broken screams filled the vast space, bouncing off the concrete walls which was music to my fucking ears.“Adrian,” Nicholas said carefully, voice low. “He gave you Grace. You had a deal then why did you bring him here?”I didn’t answer right away. Just chuckled, low and dark, rolling my shoulders as I walked forward. The sound of Mathew’s ragged breathing grew louder. Dante had done a beautiful job because Mathew’s face was swollen, lips split and ribs probably cracked. But not enough. Never enough.Mathew’s

Chapter 30 | Touch

GraceI was still pressed against the wall, trembling, when Adrian suddenly bent down and scooped me up like I weighed nothing. One arm under my knees, the other around my back. His blood-soaked shirt smeared against my clothes. I gasped, instinctively grabbing his shoulders.“Adrian-what are you doing?” My voice came out shaky.He didn’t answer. Just carried me straight into the massive marble bathroom attached to the bedroom, his boots leaving bloody footprints on the floor. The smell of blood and his cologne wrapped around me like a cage. He set me down but immediately pushed me back against the cold tile wall as his big body crowded mine.He reached out and turned the shower on and Ice-cold water poured down over both of us without warning.I gasped sharply, my whole body jerking. “It’s cold-Adrian, it’s freezing!” I shivered violently, teeth chattering as the water soaked through my hoodie and shorts. My nipples hardened instantly against the thin fabric.Adrian didn’t seem to f

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