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All Chapters of The Mafia CEO's Possession Contract: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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chapter 51

POV: Ivy SterlingThe morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, drawing lines of golden dust in the air.I remained motionless under the silk sheets, my chest rising and falling in an erratic rhythm while my head was saturated by the echoes of the previous night, repeating over and over like a loop.The blood on Killian's knuckles, the coldness of the golden weapon at his waist, and, above all, the devastating truth about my father.On the other hand, I raised one of my hands to my face, lightly passing my thumb over my lower lip, still remembering the touch of Killian's lips like an invisible footprint that made me shudder under the covers."He should have marked us," my wolf growled, her voice resonating in my head with a mixture of frustration and longing. "His scent was everywhere. We were ready.""Shut up," I whispered against the pillow, squeezing my eyelids shut. "I can't believe I yielded. I offered him my neck as if I were a complete whore!""You did it because he is

chapter 52

I felt the air freeze in my lungs as I took a step back, my feet sinking into the damp grass of the garden. I could feel it: that invisible thread of the mate bond pulling at my sternum, trying to drag me toward Mark.My wolf was silent, not out of peace, but out of an absolute rejection that made her coil into the corners of my mind. She no longer howled for him, but the mate bond did not understand reason."Get away, Mark. You have nothing to do here," I said, my voice trembling with rage after he tried to mark me in the library.Mark took a step forward, closing the distance. His yellow eyes gleamed with a feverish madness in a mixture of alcohol and desperation that made him look like a stranger."Get away?" he let out a dry laugh, devoid of all joy. "You are my mate, Ivy. My future Luna. I'm not going to allow Killian to keep hiding you in this mausoleum. You are destined to sit by my side when I take command of the pack.""Your Luna?" I snorted, feeling a sting of bitterness. "M

chapter 53

POV: KILLIAN BLACKWOODI strode through the hallways of the mansion with long strides, ignoring the trail of mud and blood we left on the designer rugs.Every time Mark Richard let out a moan of agony out there in the garden, Ivy’s mate bond tensed like a piano wire about to snap. I felt her suffering in my own bones, and that only made me want to go back outside and empty the magazine into that pup’s skull.I opened the mind link with Caleb, my voice resonating in his head with the authority of an Alpha who accepted no rebuttals."Don't talk to me about control, Caleb," I muttered internally, my tone icy. "Clean up the mess. I don't want the police prowling around, and I especially don't want the Richard family knowing the details of what happened. I am a Blackwood; if I say that boy injured himself in a failed incursion, that will be the absolute truth. Make it so."I reached my room and entered the dimness charged with my own scent.I walked toward the bed and deposited her on the

chapter 54

POV: IVY STERLINGI woke up with the feeling that my skull was about to split in two. I opened my eyes slowly, feeling my eyelashes sticky and my mind fragmented. However, the morning light hurt my eyes, forcing me to bury my face in the silk pillow, but even the touch of the fabric felt like sandpaper against my skin.I didn't know what the hell had happened. The last thing I remembered clearly was the thunder of the gunshots in the garden and the overwhelming warmth of Killian's arms carrying me toward the mansion.He had acted with a dark sweetness, which my mind rejected but my treacherous body had absorbed like a sponge.But while I wandered in thought, I got out of bed and realized that I had spent the entire afternoon and night submerged in a heavy sleep.How was that possible? The tea Killian sent me was supposed to give me energy, but I felt as if a truck had run over me. Every muscle in my body protested with a dull, throbbing pain. I tried to sit up and a violent dizziness

chapter 55

POV: KILLIAN BLACKWOODThe constant hum of the private jet's engines was the only sound competing with my thoughts. I leaned back in the Italian leather seat, my gaze fixed on my phone screen while holding a crystal glass with whiskey that had already grown warm.In the high-definition transmission, I watched Ivy perfectly as she moved through my mansion with the fragility of a cracked porcelain doll. I even saw her stop in front of the bathroom mirror that morning. I saw how her trembling fingers lowered the collar of her sweater and felt with horror the blackish stain on her skin.At that, a glacial and satisfied smile curled my lips. The pheromone suppressor I had secretly given her was fulfilling its function with surgical efficiency.That dark stain was not a wound; it was the corpse of the mate bond rotting from the inside. It was suffocating the connection with Mark Richard, breaking the invisible threads that tied her to that pup, cell by cell.However, something didn't fit. I

chapter 56

POV: IVY STERLINGAfter returning from the ice cream parlor, Leyla and I had to head back to campus to attend our last class.However, with every step I took toward the classroom, my heart pounded with the same ferocity it had throughout this past week.In fact, my last class was Alpha Management, where I was supposed to see Killian, but in the last week, his chair had been occupied by a monotonous-faced substitute who looked at me sideways with a mixture of curiosity and contempt.I hoped today would be different, but upon crossing the threshold, I found the same gray figure behind the desk. I let out a sigh laden with a disappointment that irritated me; why did I care so much that he wasn't there?Leyla, on the other hand, walked straight to her seat, moving her leg with an electric nervousness.With a deep sigh, I sat down beside her and opened my notebook, mentally reviewing the criminal law concepts we had covered."Professor Killian Blackwood has ordered that tomorrow's evaluati

chapter 57

POV: CALEB STONERI had been behaving like a high school stalker for a week, and I hated myself for it.Every morning, before heading up to Killian's office, I stayed in the lobby of Blackwood Industries, hidden behind a copy of the Financial Times or faking an urgent call.My goal was always the same: her. The intern with the fine-rimmed glasses and the perfect ponytail.I watched her move with a silent agility, carrying coffee trays or delivering courier envelopes with a courtesy that seemed out of place in this nest of vipers.I didn't know her name. Every time I tried to approach, my Beta instinct screamed a warning.If she was a she-wolf, she was of pure but extremely weak lineage, or perhaps she had blood protection masking her scent.The problem was that if I introduced myself as what I was—Killian Blackwood’s right hand—I would see her bolt through that revolving door before I could even say "hello." And for some reason my wolf wouldn't stop rubbing in my face, I didn't want h

chapter 58

"Don't play with me. I know the bond is killing you. I know seeing her with him is a hell I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. But let's be realistic: you can't win this war. Killian isn't going to let her go, and you're only going to get her killed in the crossfire."Mark clenched his jaw so hard I heard his teeth creak."She is my mate.""And he is Killian Blackwood," I replied coldly. "If you truly care about her not suffering, put a price on your distance. Leave the city. Disappear. I can guarantee you a figure with so many zeros that your father will be able to pay all his debts and you can start from scratch somewhere else, with another female."Mark was stunned. His lips trembled, but he didn't say anything for a long minute. He seemed to be processing the offer, evaluating if his Alpha pride was worth more than his last name.I didn't mention that Killian was obsessed, nor that I knew about his desperation to mark her and claim Ivy's inheritance. I only appealed to his survival

chapter 59

POV: IVY STERLINGI had returned from the exam with my pulse still racing, not because of the legal questions, but because of the way my instincts had sought Killian in that room. Mark was supposed to be my mate.I felt confused, not by Killian, but by the biological betrayal my own nerves were committing.The bond dictated that his caresses should be my medicine, but the only thing Mark had given me lately was a physical and mental agony that left me empty. In contrast, Killian... with just a brush of his fingers on my lip, had silenced hell.Why did my body, designed by the Moon Goddess to respond to Mark, feel like a violin string tightened under Killian's fingers?However, I stopped thinking about that and just walked straight toward the large balcony of the lounge and sat down, surrounded by the heavy black iron bars.In fact, Killian had allowed me to spend a couple of hours a day on the balcony. They had even moved my canvases next to the large window. After all, since Mark ent

chapter 60

He leaned down and took me in his arms, lifting me from the soaked sheets.I buried my face in his neck, breathing his essence as if it were oxygen, desperately seeking his mouth, his cock, whatever would stop this torture. My trembling hands moved down his abdomen, searching for the bulge in his pants."Killian, please, it hurts so much!" I pleaded with him, rubbing my pelvis against his hip."I'll help you, little bird, but not like this," he said, his voice husky from the effort of not taking me right there.He made a click between his lips and carried me to the bathroom. With his boot soaked by the rain and mud, he turned the shower knob and let the cold water fill the tub.After a few minutes, he finally plunged me into the tub, letting the cold water hit my burning skin."Ahh! It hurts! Ahh!" I let out a scream of pure shock.However, the thermal shock didn't seem to yield. At that, I extended my hand toward Killian and grabbed his pants, wanting to pull him toward me."Fuck me,

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