บททั้งหมดของ The Priest Is A Mafia Don: Punish Me Father!: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

1: "He looked at me like he hated me."

Lilith PovI was trending on Twitter, though not for anything good.My hands trembled as I watched the numbers climb with each refresh, ten thousand views morphing into twenty thousand and then fifty thousand while the video played on endless loop. I couldn't tear my eyes away even though my stomach twisted tighter with every second that passed because there I was in that blue dress I'd spent two weeks choosing, laughing at something Tyler said before he kissed me, the camera angle so perfect it could only mean one thing.He'd planned this.My phone vibrated constantly with notifications flooding in so fast I could barely process them, comments calling me things I'd never been called before, each one cutting deeper than the last. Someone had photoshopped my father's campaign logo onto screenshots while another person created a poll asking whether Mayor Richard Black should drop out because of his daughter, the yes votes piling up faster than I could count.I scrolled through more com

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2: "Good. Send the bill to my father."

Lilith POVThe cab ride stretched endlessly despite only taking fifteen minutes, my phone buzzing relentlessly in my pocket with notifications I refused to check because I already knew what they'd say. More strangers dissecting my life for entertainment while Tyler sat comfortable in his house pretending nothing had happened.His driveway came into view and there sat that silver BMW his parents had gifted him for his eighteenth birthday, gleaming under the streetlights. Every window in the house was dark except his bedroom upstairs where he was probably scrolling through comments, watching numbers climb, savoring every moment of my public destruction.I paid the driver and climbed out, my legs carrying me to his front door despite the trembling in my hands. I knocked once, then harder when silence greeted me."Go away Lilith!" His voice filtered through the wood."Open the door.""No, just leave.""I'm not leaving until you talk to me." My palm slammed against the door, the sound crac

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3: "You're making me leave everything behind?"

Lilith POV White ceiling tiles greeted me when I opened my eyes, fluorescent lights burning too bright while a heart monitor beeped steadily somewhere to my left. My skull throbbed with each pulse like someone had taken an axe to it and left the blade buried in bone.I tried sitting up but gentle pressure pushed me back down."Don't move." The voice was calm, professional, female. "You hit your head pretty hard."My vision slowly cleared until I could make out a nurse in scrubs standing beside my bed, clipboard in hand, checking something on the monitor. The room was small and sterile, antiseptic smell turning my stomach."Where am I?" The words scraped out of my throat, rough and raw."Saint Mary's Hospital. You've been unconscious for about two hours." She scribbled something on her clipboard before offering a smile that was probably meant to comfort. "Your father is here, he's been waiting for you to wake up."That's when I saw him in the corner, slumped in a chair with his suit

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4: "Who is Father Damien?"

Lilith POV The plane touched down in Rome with a jolt that sent pain shooting through my still aching head, though I felt nothing but hollow emptiness as I followed other passengers through the terminal. The overhead lights stabbed at my eyes but I kept moving because stopping meant thinking and I couldn't afford to think right now.My father had arranged a driver to take me from Rome to Bellmare and the man waited at arrivals holding a sign with my name printed in neat letters. He was older with gray threaded through his hair and kind eyes that crinkled at the corners when he smiled, trying to make conversation in fractured English during the walk to his car but I pretended sleep in the backseat to avoid talking.The drive stretched three hours through winding roads and villages that all blurred together until we reached Bellmare as the sun was setting, casting everything in shades of orange and gold. The town looked smaller than I'd imagined with narrow cobblestone streets and anci

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5: "I don't accept gifts from the devil."

Lilith POVThe white dress clung to every curve as I walked down Bellmare's cobblestone streets toward Saint Raphael's, my red heels clicking against stone loud enough to echo off the ancient buildings. Aunt Isabella walked three steps ahead refusing to look at me, her spine rigid with disapproval that radiated off her in waves.People stopped to stare as we passed, old women clutching their purses tighter while men's eyes followed the swing of my hips before they remembered where they were going and crossed themselves quickly. Their judgment should have bothered me but instead it slid off my skin like water, each scandalized look fueling something reckless inside my chest.Saint Raphael's rose before us with its bell tower piercing the morning sky, the heavy wooden doors already open to welcome parishioners. Sunlight filtered through stained glass windows painting rainbows across the marble floor while the scent of incense hung thick in the air, mixing with something else I couldn't

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6: "You shouldn't have come back,"

Lilith POVI didn't sleep that night, couldn't close my eyes without seeing his face or hearing his voice saying tomorrow like a promise and a threat wrapped into one. My body hummed with anticipation that wouldn't settle no matter how many times I told myself this was reckless, that I was playing with fire, that nothing good could come from wanting a priest the way I wanted him.By the time morning light crept through my window I'd already showered twice and gone through half my closet trying to find something that said I didn't care when really I cared too much. I settled on black this time because white had done its job and now I needed something that matched the way I felt inside, something that looked like the darkness I was inviting him to explore.The dress was simple, hitting just above my knees with a neckline that was almost respectful but not quite, paired with the same red heels because if he was going to remember anything about yesterday it would be the sound of those hee

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7: "Just buried alive in the smallest town in Italy."

Lilith POVI made it three blocks from Saint Raphael's before my phone started ringing, Sophia's name flashing across the screen like a lifeline to the world I'd left behind. I answered while my heart was still racing from Father Damien's touch, from the way his hand had felt wrapped around my throat, from the hunger I'd seen breaking through his careful control."Tell me you're not dead," Sophia said as soon as I picked up, her voice carrying that familiar mix of worry and affection that made my chest ache with homesickness."Not dead." I kept walking, my heels clicking against cobblestones while twilight settled over Bellmare. "Just buried alive in the smallest town in Italy.""That bad?""Worse." I turned down a narrow street lined with ancient buildings, their shuttered windows glowing warm with lamplight. "How are things back home?"The pause that followed told me everything before she even spoke. "The video's down. Your dad's lawyers got it scrubbed from every major site and the

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8: "Before I do something we'll both regret."

Lilith POVThe rain hadn't stopped by evening, turning Bellmare's cobblestone streets slick and treacherous as I made my way back to Saint Raphael's. Water ran in rivulets between the stones, pooling in ancient grooves worn smooth by centuries of footsteps, while my heels clicked a rhythm that echoed off wet walls despite the storm trying to drown out the sound.I'd changed into something simpler this time, a dark sweater and jeans that clung to my curves but wouldn't draw as much attention as the white dress had. The goal wasn't to scandalize the town again but to get to Father Damien without an audience, to see what would happen when it was just the two of us without the weight of his congregation watching.The church was dark except for a few lights burning in the windows, most of the parishioners probably home having dinner with their families while I was walking through a downpour to seduce a priest. Sophia would have told me I was crazy and maybe she'd be right but I was past th

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9: "God help me, I don't want to stop."

Lilith POVI barely slept that night, tossing and turning while replaying every moment in Father Damien's office, the way his thumb had brushed across my lip, the hunger in his eyes when he'd admitted wanting to taste me. We'd been seconds away from crossing that line before Father Marco interrupted and now the waiting felt like torture stretched across hours that refused to pass.Morning came gray and humid, the rain from yesterday leaving everything damp and heavy. I showered and dressed in a daze, my mind still stuck on the promise I'd seen in Damien's eyes before I'd left his office, on the certainty that this thing between us was inevitable no matter how hard either of us tried to fight it.Aunt Isabella was already gone when I came downstairs, probably at the market or visiting one of her friends, leaving me alone in the quiet house with nothing but my thoughts and the memory of rough hands and dark eyes. I made coffee and sat at the kitchen table staring out the window at Bellm

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10: "You're going to be my downfall."

Lilith POVI walked home in a daze, my lips still swollen from his kisses and my skin still humming with the memory of his hands exploring curves through fabric. Everything felt different somehow, the air clearer, the world sharper, like I'd been walking through fog for weeks and had finally stepped into sunlight even though night was falling around me.Aunt Isabella was in the kitchen when I arrived, stirring something on the stove that smelled of garlic and herbs, her back stiff with disapproval that radiated through the small space. She didn't turn around when I walked in but I could feel her judgment pressing down on me like physical weight."You were at the church again," she said, not a question but an accusation."I went to mass.""And after mass?" She finally turned to face me, her eyes sharp as they took in my flushed cheeks and disheveled hair. "You stayed late talking to Father Damien.""He's easy to talk to." The lie tasted bitter on my tongue but I wasn't about to tell he

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