Alle Kapitel von Mafia's Obsession - The CEO's Contracted Songbird : Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

Unknown POVWhen I pulled up to the safehouse, the place was almost dark. Only the porch light burned, casting long shadows across the driveway. But there was a car. Black SUV. Blacked out. I would have to assume from the Moretti fleet. I stilled behind the wheel, watching, waiting If she had company, this was the wrong time. I should leave. Maybe do a driveby later. But something about it didn’t sit right. So I trusted my instincts and waited. Engine off. Lights out. Listening to nothing but my own breathing. It couldn’t have been more than ten minutes before the front door swung open. A man stumbled out. The light hit his face. Adriano Moretti. My jaw tightened. He looked… wrong. Unsteady on his feet, dishevelled. Not just tired—wrecked. He dragged a hand through his hair, and even from here I could see it—Dark stains. On his hand. On the belt he carried loosely, a darker colour staining the tan leather My stomach dropped. His body vibrated with both violence and some sort o

Luca I slid down the wall beside him. I didn’t even remember deciding to. The second my legs gave out, I didn’t fight it.. One second I was standing— The next I was on the floor, the weight of it all crashing down. There was nothing left in me to hold upright. Not after seeing Liam like that. Not after hearing that sound come out of him. It was one thing to know someone was hurting. It was another to watch grief rip them open in real time. Liam was shattered. Completely. His body shook with it, raw, broken sounds tearing out of him like he didn’t even know how to stop. And seeing that—Seeing a man like him reduced to this—It hit something deep in my chest. Tears blurred my vision, hot and useless as they tracked down my cheeks. Because she had done that… Arianna…She had worked her way into my heart so quietly I hadn’t even noticed until it was too late. She’d called me brother without hesitation. Just like that. No permission needed. That sweet, stubborn, fierce girl—She had

Adriano Years of training and conditioning kicked in. If you preceive a threat, you don't think, you react. The second I heard movement in the hallway, every instinct I had kicked in. I moved fast, silent, pressing myself behind the door, my 9mm already in my hand, safety off, finger steady along the trigger. Waiting. Breathing slow. Listening. Whoever it was… they were coming in. The footsteps got closer. Then—The door pushed opened. “Adriano? Arianna?” I let out a breath of relief. Denton. For a split second, I thought I’d imagined it. That my mind was playing tricks on me. But no—There he was. Stepping into the room like he belonged there. And I stepped out instinctively. “Denton, I—” I didn’t even get the words out. Because everything he was holding—Flowers. Gift bags. Slipped from his hands. One by one. Hitting the floor in dull, heavy thuds. He didn’t even notice. Couldn’t. His eyes were fixed on the room. Taking it in. Every broken shard of glass. Every torn piece of

DentonThen I slowed. Because this part—This part mattered.“She didn’t know who you were,” I said quietly. “Not really. Not what your name meant. Not the history between the two families. She and Remi were never exposed to that part of Seamus' business...he left it to the eldest...Liam”I let that sink in. “So when Remi got sick,” I continued. “And when your offer came… she took it.” My jaw tightened. “She took it because she had no other choice and she would do anything for Remi.”Silence again. Thick. Heavy. But his eyes were wide, breathing laboured.Then I said it. The truth he needed to hear. “She wasn’t just innocent, Adriano…” My voice dropped. “She loved you.”The impact of that—It was visible. Clear. He flinched...held his chest, like something inside him cracked open.“She refused to sign that contract,” I went on, “not because she was playing you… but because she was protecting you.”His eyes snapped to mine. Confusion. Fear. “Today,” I said slowly, “is her eighteenth birt

Luigi The memory from yesterday flickered—too much tension, too much at stake—and then that letter… changing everything in the middle of it all. And now across me, Luca and Liam waited, eyes sharp for me to continue. And I suppose like any story worth telling, the best place to start was the beginning...not yesterday...the very beginning "There was a time we were best friends, brothers.." I said. "Seamus, his second Fergus, Stefano and I. Inseparable. The Fearsome Foursome, they nicknamed us." I smiled at that. I looked at Liam now..."We were almost the same age, Seamus a year older than us, Fergus two years older. But even at just nineteen, Seamus wanted what had never been done before...for us to merge...be one empire, just run from two different cities." He straightened in his chair, fully focussed. I had his attention so I went on. "Stefano and I were already getting ready to take over this side, and we started small so that neither empire would reject a merge. Joint deals, s