Todos los capítulos de Accidentally Marked By My Mafia Stepfather : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Danny’s POVI opened my eyes, and the harsh morning sunlight immediately blinded me. A sharp headache throbbed behind my temples.Why the hell was my room curtain open?I dragged myself off the mattress, my legs still feeling slightly rubbery from two weeks in a hospital bed and from what happened in the back of Chad's car yesterday. I stumbled over to the long window glass, yanked the heavy velvet curtains shut, and stood in the dim room, my breathing heavy.Chad didn't come to see me last night.I had literally walked out on him in the driveway, locked my bedroom door, and he didn't even bother to knock. He didn't come after me because he didn't care about me.My chest tightened until it actually hurt to breathe.If that's how you want to play it, fine.I picked up my new phone from the bedside table and noticed a notification glowing on the screen. I glanced at it briefly, some automated security alert before tossing the device back onto the mattress. I had classes today. I was

Chad’s POV “Boss, Miguel has refused to honor Mother’s invitation. He specifically said you should come to him,” Noah reported, his voice flat as he dropped a thick Manila folder onto my desk. I let out a heavy, brutal sigh, slamming the leather file folder shut before burying my face in my hands. My younger brother was going to push me to the brink of fratricide. I could understand the dangerous, hypnotic pull Danny had on people, the boy was so breathtakingly, dangerously beautiful that he could turn heads without even trying. But was Miguel truly willing to go far enough to ignite an all out civil war within our family just to lay a hand on my Omega? Miguel had always been an unserious, reckless bastard. He treated the cartel like his personal playground, drifting through life without caring about nothing reasonable in particular. But whenever he actually set his mind on a specific target, he turned into a rabid dog. He would stop at nothing to tear through whatever, or wh

Danny's POV "I just signed the papers," I blurted out.A low, deep rumble came through the speaker. "Don't worry. I'll take you myself to see them at the harbor as soon as you're feeling up to it, okay?"My cheeks warmed up all over again. His voice sounded absurdly dark and rich over the phone line. Why did that man's voice have to sound so damn good? It was my first time noticing his voice was sexy, maybe it was because of the money he had just spent on me though.I cleared my throat, trying to sound completely unaffected. "Okay.""Okay," he repeated quietly.A brief, heavy silence stretched between us the kind that felt entirely too intimate for a simple phone call."Well..." I mumbled, my fingers twisting the hem of my tank top. "Thank you. But I still honestly don't know what I'm going to use three massive ships for.""Anything you want," Chad answered without a single second of hesitation.I couldn't help the small smile that tugged at my mouth. "Anything?""Anything, sweethear

Danny’s POV“You’re back,” I muttered under my breath.Chad started walking closer toward me, his heavy steps echoing against the polished floor. I swallowed hard, my tongue feeling completely glued to the roof of my mouth.But then, he walked right past me. Without saying a single word, he bypassed me entirely, heading straight up the grand staircase like he hadn't just caught me completely trashing him.Noah followed right behind his heels. I took an instinctive step toward them, but halted instantly, my heart hammering wildly against my ribs like a trapped bird.Did he hear all of that? I asked myself, panic flaring up in my throat. Why was he so quiet? He usually says something back to me. I shook my head violently, trying to shrug the sinking feeling off. Good. It’s good he heard me. At least now he knew he couldn't just step in and control my life. He knew there was no way in hell I would ever marry someone like him, someone who couldn't even be bothered to propose to me firs

Chadwick’s POV “Danny won't be able to handle all this,” Noah spoke up, his voice echoing in the vast, quiet room. “He has to,” Godmother said coldly, taking a slow, deliberate sip of her wine. I closed my eyes tightly, the image of Danny’s expression burning into the back of my eyelids. The way he had looked at me earlier, like he had been broken completely in half. No, he hadn't just broken, he had shattered into pieces, and I could feel every single sharp shard tearing through my own chest through our bond. What was even the damn point of all this? Ever since I officially finalized my divorce with Sarah, I had been fighting relentlessly for days just to ensure Danny would be accepted by the family elders. I opened my eyes and glared at my own grandmother. She had blatantly refused to back me up. Her reasoning? She claimed the boy hadn't proven he actually wanted me. She knew damn well he had literally sprinted through a hail of flying bullets just to reach my side. Was tha