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ISADORA "You must think I’m a joke if you believe I’ll sit back and let you run my life like it doesn’t belong to me." "Don’t be silly, Isadora. Luca Morretti is a good match for you," my dad replied, not even sparing me a glance. It was as if I wasn’t worth the energy. Well, I’ll be damned if I let him trade me off for more money and power. "Good match? He’s in the Mafia, Dad! He’s a Don! Don’t sit here and act like you haven’t heard the rumors," I seethed, turning to look at my mom, who sat there ever obediently. It pissed me off that she never went against him. "Like you said, sweet Isadora, rumors," he replied half-heartedly. I clenched my teeth to keep myself from saying something I couldn’t take back. "Alright then. I’ll marry Luca." That brought a smile to his face. "But I’ll be damned if you get any of that money or power you’re after." His smile dropped instantly, replaced by a murderous expression. Good. My turn to smile. "Do not test me, little girl. You will mar
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ISADORA I woke up in an unfamiliar bed, surrounded by a room that practically screamed wealth and power. It didn’t take a genius to figure out where I was—this had to be Luca Morretti’s house. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, piecing together the events of last night. Wow, Isadora, you really delivered yourself right to the devil. I facepalmed, feeling the sting of my own stupidity. Looking down, I noticed I was still wearing the same clothes from last night. I let out a deep sigh of relief, thankful for that small mercy. Just as I sat up, the door creaked open, making me jump. A woman, probably in her mid-thirties, walked in, carrying a breakfast tray. Her movements were careful, deliberate, and behind her, a guard—tall, armed, and stone-faced—stood by the door like a silent threat. “You’re awake, Miss. I’m Anna,” she said with a polite, almost rehearsed smile. “Mr. Morretti asked me to tend to you. He left earlier, something important came up. He also asked me to give
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ISADORA "Force-feeding it is, then," Luca declared, his tone nonchalant as he confidently strode into the room and sat on the bed. He motioned for Anna to bring the tray of food, never breaking eye contact with me. I glared at him defiantly, ready to see just how far he would go to make me eat. Anna placed the tray between us, setting down the fresh food as Luca scrolled through his phone, casually tapping away. He stopped scrolling and turned the phone toward me, showing a video. My heart skipped a beat when I saw who was on the screen. Laura, my best friend. “It’s a live feed,” he said coolly, tapping his finger against the screen. “She’s walking into a store. I have my men tailing her.” He looked at me with a devilish smirk, his voice dropping to a low, mocking tone. “One order from me, and pew.” He made a shooting motion with his hand. “Why are you doing this?” My voice cracked, barely above a whisper. Luca’s smirk didn’t waver. “Start eating, or I’ll give the order.” Hi
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ISADORA Luca’s had me in his house for two weeks now, and my life feels like it’s completely out of my control. My parents came for the engagement, so I’m essentially promised to him, though they refuse to tell me when the wedding is. I’ve missed a few classes, and after I crushed my phone, I asked for a new one just to call Laura and assure her I’m okay. I told her my grandma was sick, and I had to go visit her, but I’d catch up with my studies online. It was a lie, but it worked—kept her from getting suspicious and poking around. As for Luca, he’s allowed me to leave my room, The house was a sleek, four-story modern masterpiece, blending glass, steel, and marble. Inside, the foyer featured a grand staircase and a spacious living room with contemporary furniture and large windows. The kitchen was equipped with high-end appliances, while the dining area was perfect for entertaining. The bedrooms were luxurious. The top floor housed a home theater, bar, and game room, and the rooft
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ISADORA The next morning, Luca joined me for breakfast. The image of him drenched in blood yesterday was still fresh in my mind, a sharp reminder of who he truly was—the head of the most powerful mafia in the country. Those small moments we’d shared, the meals, the conversations, had lulled me into forgetting the danger. But now, I couldn’t. Not when I knew how easily he could end me.I avoided looking at him, keeping my eyes glued to my plate, but he noticed. Of course, he noticed.“Dora, look at me,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.I raised my head slowly, meeting his striking blue eyes. Damn him for being so devastatingly handsome, it almost made it worse.“Good girl,” he murmured with a smug smirk that made my stomach twist. “Yesterday, in the garden, you had something to say?”“Yes, I, uh—” I faltered, my gaze flicking back to my plate. “I wanted to talk about college. I’m in my final year, and my finals are coming up soon.” I finally forced myself to look u
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ISADORA I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on him, I swear. I was just looking for Rafael. Luca had told me to take him with me to shop for my school materials. One of his men directed me to his office, and that’s when I heard it. Luca’s voice, sharp and angry, cut through the door like a blade. He was talking about The Scorpions. What the hell is that? And then… my dad? A trafficking ring? There’s something going on, something big and no one is telling me about it. My chest felt tight as I stood there, frozen. I can’t just sit here in the dark. I have to find out what’s happening, especially if it involves my dad. Trying to shake off the unease curling in my stomach, I texted Laura to let her know I’d be back at school next week. Within minutes, my phone rang, her name flashing on the screen. “Oh my God, Isa!” she squealed the moment I picked up. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you. Are you really coming back?” “Yes, I’ll be there next week,” I said, forcing myself to sound mor
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ISADORA Luca kept his promise. I started taking classes again, but turns out I had a lot of work and notes to catch up on. I couldn’t hide the fact that I was engaged to Luca from Laura, especially when I’m followed by two bodyguards wherever I go. Surprisingly, she took it better than I thought she would. It was a relief, honestly. But Luca’s been working late a lot lately, and I rarely see him anymore. I’m not sure if I’m crazy, but I miss him. Every time we dined together, he’d ask about school, about how I was coping. I could see the bags under his eyes, the weight of everything pressing on him. He was stressed, a lot more than I think he let on. It’s Sunday now, and I’m catching up on schoolwork. Luca’s library is well-equipped, and I’ve been spending most of my time here, trying to get through the backlog. "Studying?" Rafael’s voice startled me. "Yeah, I have a test next week," I stretched and turned to face him. He was holding a small box. "For you," he said, handing it
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ISADORA Flashes went off the moment we stepped out of the car, the bright lights blinding and relentless. Luca's hand found its place on my waist, firm and possessive, as he guided me into the grand hall."Don’t wander too far," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear. I nodded, though the thought of wandering off was the furthest thing from my mind.Inside, Luca was immediately swept into a sea of people—some young, some older, but all with the same goal: to curry favor or ask for something only he could give. I watched as he handled them effortlessly, his charm on full display, while I stood to the side, feeling somewhat out of place in a room full of polished, dangerous faces.It wasn’t long before my parents arrived. My mother’s face lit up with a small, practiced smile as she pulled me into a hug."Isa, dear, you look beautiful," she said, her tone sweet but hollow."Thank you, Mother," I replied, my voice flat and distant."I miss you," she added, but her words barely regi
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Bound To The Mafia Chapter 108
LUCAThe Next MorningThe storm inside me hadn’t passed. It had simply settled into a quiet rage, one that hummed beneath my skin like a loaded gun. I stood by the window in my office, watching the sun claw its way up through the skyline, wondering how the hell it had come to this.Emilio. That name was starting to rot in my brain. I should’ve seen him coming. I should’ve anticipated the move, the breach. The moment I saw the fear in Isadora’s eyes, I knew I’d failed. And failure? That’s not something I wear lightly.She was right. She always is when it comes to the things I don’t want to admit. I’d been so obsessed with shielding her, watching her every move, preparing for every threat—except the one that slipped right past us. And she’d seen it clearer than I had: maybe she wasn’t the real target. Maybe I was.But fuck, if I’m the target, then fine. Let them come. I can take it. I’ve taken worse. What I can’t take? Watching her unravel, feeling that grief eating her
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ISADORA “I mean,” I continued, my voice tightening with each word, “what if it’s not me they want? What if they’re after you? What if Emilio’s plan is bigger than just hurting me? Maybe I’m just the distraction.” I saw the shift in him, but it wasn’t shock. It was something else—an understanding. A knowing. “I thought I’d made that clear,” he said, his voice softer now, almost like he was speaking to himself. “You’re always the first to be in danger because they know what you mean to me. But I’ve never thought you were the ultimate target.” My chest tightened at the realization. I wanted to argue, but the truth was, he already knew. He’d already thought of it. He always thought of everything. “You always think about me,” I murmured, my voice cracking slightly, “but you never think about yourself. About what could happen to you.” He stepped closer, but this time there was no anger in his movement. Just an unsettling calm. “You don’t get it, Isador
Bound To The Mafia Chapter 106
ISADORAThe tension in the house was suffocating. Luca hadn’t spoken much since last night, but I could feel his presence—watchful, calculating. He was always in control, but now? Now he was something else entirely. A storm waiting to break.I sat in the library, pretending to read while my mind ran in circles. Emilio. The name had latched onto my thoughts, sinking its claws in, refusing to let go. He had sent someone to me. He had found me. I was supposed to be safe under Luca’s protection, yet a stranger had slipped past his security like it was nothing.A sharp knock at the door made me jump.Laura stepped in, eyes scanning me carefully before shutting the door behind her. “You okay?”I sighed, closing the book I wasn’t actually reading. “I don’t know.”She sat on the armrest of my chair, crossing her arms. “Luca is losing his mind over this.”I snorted. “Yeah, I gathered that much.”“Have you spoken to him?”I shook my head. “Not since last night. He ju
Bound To The Mafia Chapter 105
LUCAThe moment Marco left, I poured myself a drink, but it did nothing to settle the fire burning in my chest. My mind was already running through every possibility, every name that could be responsible for this betrayal.A fucking mole.Someone close. Someone who had access. Someone who knew too much.I needed to be careful. If I made the wrong move, they’d spook, and we’d lose our one chance to track this bastard back to Emilio.My fingers flexed around the glass before I tossed back the whiskey, the burn doing nothing to temper my rage.I pulled out my phone again and dialed Bianca.She answered on the first ring.“Luca.”“Where are you?” I asked, skipping the pleasantries.There was a pause, then, “My office.”“Stay there. I’m coming.”I didn’t wait for her response before I grabbed my jacket and headed for the door.---BIANCA’S OFFICEBianca looked up as I stormed in, her eyes narrowing at my expression. “This isn’t a social visit
Bound To The Mafia Chapter 104
LUCAThe moment Isadora stepped through the door, I knew something was wrong.She wasn’t the type to shrink, to tremble, but there was something different about the way she held herself—rigid, controlled, like she was keeping herself from unraveling.Laura was right behind her, her face tight with unease, which only made my pulse hammer harder.I pushed off the desk, my full attention on Isadora. "What happened?"She exhaled sharply, her gaze locked onto mine. "Someone approached me at the boutique."Every muscle in my body went rigid.I crossed the room in three strides, stopping just inches from her. "Who?"She shook her head. "I don’t know. I didn’t recognize him. But he knew my name, Luca. He got into the dressing room—"I snapped.My jaw clenched so hard I could feel the grind of my teeth, my hands fisting at my sides to keep from breaking something.I turned to Marco, who had followed them inside. "Where the fuck were you?"His face was tight
Bound To The Mafia Chapter 103
ISADORAThe boutique smelled of fresh fabric and expensive perfume, the kind of place where people whispered in hushed tones, as if speaking too loudly would disturb the delicate world of lace and silk.Laura sat on a plush chair near the mirrors, flipping through her phone while one of the attendants hung up the latest options she’d picked for me. I ran my fingers over the delicate embroidery of a gown, trying to focus, trying to imagine walking down the aisle, wearing this, marrying Luca—Luca.I exhaled slowly, pressing my fingers against my temple. His refusal to postpone the wedding had settled in my chest like a weight, heavy and unmoving. I understood why, but that didn’t mean I had to like it. The world around us was shifting, secrets unraveling, and yet here I was, picking out a wedding dress as if nothing had changed.But everything had changed."Try this one on," Laura said, standing up and handing me a dress. "It looks like something you'd actually wear,
Bound To The Mafia Chapter 102
LUCAI sat at the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, staring at nothing. The weight of the revelation hadn’t lifted. If anything, it had settled deeper into my bones, a constant hum of awareness thrumming beneath my skin.I had a brother.A brother who had been hidden from the world. A brother who had vanished the night I put a bullet in our father’s skull.And now, I had to find him.Before he found me.The sound of soft footsteps pulled me from my thoughts. Isadora. I knew before she even touched me, before her hands found my shoulders, squeezing just enough to ground me."We need to talk," she said quietly.I let out a slow breath. "We already did.""Not about that," she said, stepping in front of me. Her gaze was steady, unwavering. "About the wedding."I stiffened. "What about it?"She hesitated, then took a breath, like she was preparing herself for a fight. "Maybe we should postpone."The words landed like a slap.My eyes locked onto he
Bound To The Mafia Chapter 101
ISADORAI hated secrets.And I hated the look on Luca’s face even more.He’d been different all day. Not in an obvious way—no one else would’ve noticed—but I knew him too well. The tension in his jaw, the way his grip tightened just a little too hard around his glass at breakfast, the quiet, calculated glances he thought I wouldn’t catch.Something was wrong.I just didn’t know what.Yet.I watched him now from across the bedroom as he stood by the window, shirt unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, fingers pressed against the glass like he was steadying himself. The city lights cast sharp shadows across his face, highlighting the storm in his eyes.Whatever it was, it was bad."Are you going to tell me what’s going on?" I finally asked.He didn’t turn. "Go to bed, Isadora."I narrowed my eyes. "Try again."Silence.Luca had this infuriating habit of shutting me out when things got too personal. Like he thought protecting me meant keeping me in the dar
Bound To The Mafia Chapter 100
LUCAI didn’t like unfinished business.Didn’t like whispers of ghosts in the dark.And Rafael was looking at me like he’d just seen one.I leaned back in my chair, fingers drumming against the desk as I watched him from across my office. The tension in his jaw, the weight in his eyes—I knew that look. Knew it meant he’d found something.Or someone."Say it," I ordered, my voice calm. Controlled.Rafael hesitated. Just for a second. But it was enough.Enough to set my teeth on edge.He slid a folder across the desk. I didn’t take it. Not yet."You ever hear the name Elena Romano?" he asked.I went still.The name meant nothing. But the way he said it—the way he was watching me like I was a bomb ticking down—meant everything."No," I said slowly. "Should I have?"Rafael exhaled, leaning forward. "She was your father’s wife."My pulse slammed against my ribs, but my expression didn’t change."My father was married to my mother," I said co
