Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Obsessed Mafia Ex Wants Me Back: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

ArianaMy hand moved lazily across Damien's chest, my fingers tracing the warmth of his skin as I slowly drifted between sleep and consciousness.I smiled. Even half-asleep, I could feel him beside me.Safe. Familiar. Mine.My fingers moved higher, brushing across his chest again. Something felt different. Softer.I frowned. My eyes slowly fluttered open. The moment my vision cleared, I gasped."Tessa!"I jolted upright, immediately pulling the covers higher around myself.Tessa burst into laughter. "What are you doing here?"She was laying comfortably beside me, looking far too amused for this early in the morning."Oh, I see." Her grin widened. "You weren't expecting to see me. You were expecting to see your handsome man before you."I grabbed a pillow and threw it at her."What the hell!"She caught it, laughing even harder. "So tell me....How was it? How was the marathon last night?"My cheeks immediately burned.nI covered my face for a second.God. I couldn't believe myself. I ha

ArianaMy eyes remained fixed on the papers lying in front of me.Annabelle sat across from me, watching my every reaction.“So,” she said calmly, gesturing towards the paper with her hand. “This agreement states that you will leave Damien’s life.”“You will have no further relationship with him, and you will not attempt to contact him once you leave.”My throat tightened. I forced myself to stay calm and picked up the paper and started reading.I read and read. The other parts states any financial benefits connected to Damien’s inheritance or future assets would remain inaccessible to me. I would have no claim to his personal wealth, his investments, or any funds that could be transferred to me or Lily through him.And If Damien chose to leave anything to Lily, I would have no personal access to those funds beyond what was legally designated for her.It was thorough.She had actually prepared all of this before I arrived.Annabelle had expected me to come. Or perhaps she had simply

DamienI looked across the packed conference hall. Reporters filled almost every seat, laptops open in front of them, cameras positioned toward the stage, and microphones lined up on the table before me.The buzzing voices slowly faded as I approached the podium.For the first time in years, I wasn't standing before the public as the chairman of Valmont Group.I was standing here as a son. A man who had finally uncovered the truth about his family.The news had spread across the internet like wildfire.My mother's death. The accident. Everything had come to light faster than I could have imagined.I reached the podium and wrapped my hand around the microphone.The room fell silent. My eyes moved across the crowd towards Theo who sat near the back.He gave me a small nod. I hadn't expected him to be here. I hadn't expected his support either.I really had thought whether he would eventually become another version of her.I was wrong. When I showed him everything, he had been just as s

ArianaMy hand was wrapped around Damien's neck, his arm resting securely around my waist as we swayed slowly to the soft music playing in the background.The dishes had been cleared from the table a while ago, and Lily had disappeared upstairs to play with her toys.And it was just the two of us. I rested my cheek lightly against his chest for a moment before lifting my head to look at him.He was already looking at me. A small smile tugged at his lips. I smiled back.There was something peaceful about this moment. Something I wished I could hold onto forever. Love had a strange way of finding people.Sometimes it came with arguments, misunderstandings, pain, and second chances. Sometimes it found you when you were convinced you didn't need anyone.And somehow, that was exactly what happened to me.Damien had become more than the man I loved.He was my safe place. My home.The person I wanted to tell everything to, even when I didn't know how to put my feelings into words.He was the

LilySometimes, the moments that change your life don't announce themselves. They simply arrive disguised as an ordinary day.Like how I found myself searching for my other shoe on the morning of my first day at a school I never wanted to attend. The irony wasn't lost on me.I had spent the entire summer insisting that I didn't need new shoes for senior year. My old ones were perfectly fine. They weren't falling apart, they weren't uncomfortable, and, most importantly, they were already broken in.My mother had disagreed. My father had disagreed even more.Somehow, despite my best efforts, I had ended up with two new pairs of school shoes, several new uniforms, a new backpack, and enough stationery to survive what looked like the apocalypse.And now I couldn't find the second shoe. I was crouched beside my bed, looking underneath it for what felt like the hundredth time when my mother's voice came from downstairs."Lily, are you going to take forever getting ready?"I closed my eyes.