Todos los capítulos de THE MAFIA OBSESSION : Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Natalie's POV The moment the door clicked shut behind him, I opened my eyes.I had been lying on that thin mattress for what felt like hours, staring at the ceiling, counting the little cracks in the plaster the way you count sheep when sleep refuses to come. But I wasn't sleeping, not really. My body had learned to stay half awake in this house, one ear always turned toward the door, listening for footsteps that never announced themselves…And that voice. His voice.I knew it from somewhere. It pulled at the back of my mind like a loose thread, something familiar that I couldn't quite place, and the more I chased it the further it slipped. It was from Lucien's house. I was almost certain of it. I had heard that voice before, in those long corridors, in the quiet moments when servants passed me without meeting my eyes. But who was he? And more confusing still, who was this other man, the one who had dragged me out of my own life and locked me in this room? The masked man called him so

Natalie's POV He loved me. The words sat in the air between us like something he had dropped and expected me to pick up and carry for him, and the longer they stayed there the less they fit. I pulled my hand back from his collar and let it fall to my side, and I looked at him properly for the first time since he had said it. "Love?" I repeated. Not a question. Not quite a statement either then he nodded once, slow, like the motion cost him nothing. "Love," I said again, and then I laughed, and it came out sharp enough that a few people on the path turned their heads. "You call that love? Aiden, you *took* me. You put me in a house with a locked door and a man who wouldn't answer a single one of my questions, and you stood outside my window while I bathed like some ghost, and you never once thought to knock and say *hello, I'm the man who owns you now* — and you call that love?" He didn't flinch. He just watched me with those steady eyes, the ones with the little flecks of c

Natalie's POVI watched Aiden from across the dining table as he went through some documents on his phone, occasionally smiling at something on the screen. Anyone who saw him sitting there would probably think he was the kind of man every woman dreamed of having. He was handsome, wealthy, and always seemed to know what to say to make people feel comfortable around him.But I had started to understand that there was more to Aiden than the man he allowed everyone to see.His smiles were convincing, his words were reassuring, and his actions often looked thoughtful. Still, there was something about him that made me feel as though I was walking into a room with a locked door behind me. I couldn't see the danger clearly, but I knew it was there.And with our wedding approaching, I needed to understand exactly what I was getting myself into.I couldn't keep guessing what he wanted from me. I needed answers, even if I had to be careful about how I got them."Aiden?"He raised his eyes from h

Natalie's POVI woke up on my wedding day with a strange feeling in my chest, as though my body already knew something my mind was still trying to understand.For a few minutes, I remained in bed, staring at the ceiling while the events of the past few days played through my mind. Today was the day I would become Aiden Ross's wife. By the time the sun went down, I would no longer be able to call myself his fiancée.I would be his wife, and everyone would expect me to be happy about it…I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, hoping the feeling would go away, but it only grew stronger.A knock sounded at the door before I could gather my thoughts. "Miss Natalie? Are you awake?"I sat up. "Yes, come in."The door opened, and one of the women helping with the wedding preparations entered with a smile. She carried a small tray with breakfast and a glass of juice."Good morning, bride-to-be!" she greeted me cheerfully. "How does it feel knowing that today is your big day?"I looked at her

Natalie's POVI stood behind the bedroom door, my heart beating so hard that I was afraid someone downstairs might somehow hear it. I had come upstairs hoping to get away from Aiden and his endless expectations, but now I was beginning to wonder whether I had walked straight into something much worse.An arrangement? What arrangement was he talking about?I knew Mr. Moretti, at least by name, and I knew there were things about him that I did not fully understand. But I had never imagined that he and Aiden had some kind of agreement that involved me, especially one they were discussing on my wedding night. Mr Moretti, Lucien's father.I pressed my hand against the door and tried to listen for more."She doesn't need to know everything yet," Aiden continued. "I'll handle that part myself."The other man's response was too quiet for me to understand, but I heard Aiden let out an irritated breath."I said I'll handle it. You don't have to keep reminding me of what we agreed."There was a