Semua Bab BOUND BY THE RUTHLESS MAFIA BOSS. HIS SINS, HER CHAINS: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Camila’s POVThe screen went dark, but the image refused to leave my mind.Rosanna bound to a chair beneath the carved crown.Benita behind her, bruised and bleeding but unmistakably alive.Maximo’s voice still echoed inside the war room.“You rebuilt the board too late. Now watch your empire fall.”No one moved for several seconds. The silence felt heavier than any gunshot.Ivan stood directly in front of the monitor, staring at the black screen as if it might suddenly come back to life and show him something different. His hands were at his sides, but the tension in his shoulders made it obvious how hard he was fighting to stay still.Finally he spoke.“Play it again.”The analyst hesitated, looking at Daniil.Daniil gave a single nod.The video replayed.Rosanna tied to the chair.The white queen carved beneath the crown, violently crossed out.Benita bound behind her like discarded collateral.Ivan watched every second without blinking.When the video ended, he let out a slow brea

Camila’s POVEach breath I took felt heavier, laden with the knowledge that my children were so close, yet so far. The muffled cry of my daughter, a sound that had almost shattered my resolve, kept pushing me forward, each beat of my heart syncing with the frantic rhythm of my steps.“Stay close,” I whispered, my voice steady but betraying the rawness I felt within.Daniil and Ivan were right behind me, their presence a solid assurance in the dark uncertainty. The tunnel ahead curved sharply, and the faint glow from what seemed to be distant torches flickered as we approached. But then—like the final breath of a dying man—the light flickered and extinguished, plunging us into a deeper darkness.The voices ahead became clearer. Low murmurs. Commands. The faint sound of metal scraping against stone. And then, unmistakably, Benita’s voice.“You should hurry, Camila,” she said, her words cutting through the cold air like a blade.My blood froze. I couldn’t make sense of it. My mother-in-l

Camila’s POV I took felt heavy with the weight of what was at stake. My children were still in danger. Daniil and I had barely stepped into the storm, and already the world felt like it was falling apart. But I wouldn’t let it. Not this time.“Move!” Daniil’s voice broke through the haze, sharp, authoritative. He was always in control, always calculating the next move, even when the world around us was burning.I was used to standing in the shadows, watching, waiting for someone else to make the decisions. But not now. Not anymore. The moment I had stepped into this war, I had known what was coming. But now, I understood something more—this wasn’t just about protecting my family anymore. This was about legacy. It was about ensuring the Varkanin name would be untouchable. And I was ready to fight for that legacy, with everything I had.Daniil’s hand was on my arm, steadying me, pulling me forward. “Stay close,” he said. His touch was a silent promise, a reminder that we were in this t

Camila’s POVThe smoke outside the safe house curled into the night like a dying ghost.Ivan’s silhouette disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind silence that felt heavier than the explosion itself.For a moment no one moved.Benita’s body still lay on the cold floor between us, blood slowly spreading beneath her like a dark stain that would never wash away.My chest felt tight.Not from grief.But from the terrifying realization that everything had just changed.Daniil released Ivan’s collar slowly, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought his teeth might break.His eyes remained fixed on the doorway Ivan had walked through.“Seal the perimeter,” Daniil ordered coldly.His voice carried across the ruined corridor like steel.“Every exit. Every road leading away from this compound.”Several guards rushed forward immediately.Boots thundered across broken glass as they moved to carry out his command.Daniil turned toward Maximo.The tension between them felt like a loaded weapon wai

Camila’s POV“Daniil,” I said, my voice cutting through the silence between us. “We need to make a change.”He didn’t look at me right away, his eyes still locked on the map in front of him, but I could feel the weight of his gaze on me. His lips were pressed into a thin line, jaw clenched, the muscles beneath his skin taut with the weight of everything that had happened. Ivan’s betrayal had shaken the very foundation of everything we had worked for, and I knew we couldn’t just sit back and wait for the storm to hit us. We had to act.“A change?” he asked, his tone skeptical but not dismissive.“Yes,” I said, stepping closer to him. “We can’t keep doing things the same way. We’ve been reacting to everything. Now it’s time to take control. You need me. The family needs me.”He finally looked at me, his eyes flickering with something I couldn’t quite read. It was like he was seeing me for the first time, and it made my stomach tighten with a mixture of fear and anticipation.“You want a