LOGINShare
I Am Fine
Last Updated:
2025-04-03 15:30:10
Related chapters
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON Pulled Over
I went straight to my apartment.It was small—just one tiny room divided into a kitchen, a cramped bathroom, a bedroom, and a barely-there sitting area. The walls were dull, the furniture mismatched, but it was home.I prepared Leon’s soup first, making sure it was just the right temperature before heading out to Tracy’s place to get him.When she opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise. “Ariella? I thought you wouldn’t be back until later tonight. Doesn’t your shift end at eight? What are you doing here?”I forced a small smile. “Yeah… I just felt bad leaving Leon by himself.”Tracy scoffed playfully. “He was with me, silly.”“Yeah, I know. But he’s sick… and I just felt bad, so I asked to come back and take care of him.”She shrugged. “Okay, that’s fine.”Tracy and I were neighbours, but like most people in the city, we had separate lives. We were always working, always chasing money, always trying to survive. I was lucky she helped me watch Leon when she could—especially sin
Last Updated : 2025-04-04CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON Know Why
The officer reached my car and knocked on the window, signalling for me to roll it down. My heart raced, my palms sweating as I took a deep breath and lowered the window. The officer didn’t crouch down to look me in the face, standing tall as he asked in a voice that was calm but firm, "Where are you going, ma'am?"I froze, my mind scrambling for an answer. "I'm just going to visit a friend... a little out of town.""Where to exactly?" he asked, his tone still measured.I felt the panic set in as my mind searched for a place. Westwood. The name popped into my head before I could think better of it. "Westwood," I stammered, praying he wouldn’t ask anything else. It was far from the city, but it was the only thing I could think of."Yeah? Is there a problem? Did I do something wrong? Was I speeding?" I managed to ask, trying to keep my voice steady.That’s when the officer crouched down to look at me through the window. My breath caught in my throat as he still kept his cap low, hidin
Last Updated : 2025-04-04CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON Our World
There was a way that Luca was treating the whole thing. If we were to put him into terms, we would say he was here to kidnap me.But can you even call it kidnapping if you're being forced into doing things?It was the way he was so sure of himself, so certain that I was going to do everything he said just because he was Mafia, just because Asher had asked him to.But he didn’t know me. Not this new version of me.I wasn’t just going to let them pick me up and throw me into their cage, controlling me with their batons. I had survived too much, fought too hard, to let them take me without a fight.So, I decided to use Luca’s weakness against him.He hit the top of the roof of my car twice as he said, "Come on, let's go." Then, without another word, he started walking back toward his police cruiser.No. He wasn’t taking me that easily.I turned the car back on, gripping the wheel tightly. Just as I was about to press my foot on the gas, a hand shot out and held mine in place.I stiffene
Last Updated : 2025-04-05CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON New Home
My mouth hung open, but Luca just smiled, like this was all some funny joke."You ain't planning on keeping the money so you can run away from Asher again, are you?" he asked, amused.I stared at him, frozen, like a deer caught in headlights. That only made him chuckle. Then, as if I had just told the funniest joke in the world, he burst into laughter.Luca laughed so hard I didn’t think I had ever seen him like this. It wasn’t just a chuckle—it was a full, uncontrollable laugh, his shoulders shaking, his head thrown back.I frowned, growing more irritated by the second."You can't be serious," he said, still laughing.I just stared at him.Then, still chuckling to himself, he turned and walked out of the diner, shaking his head as he headed toward the car.Thank God Leon was too busy with his food to pay attention. He hadn’t noticed our exchange or pretended not to.I paid the bill and followed him outside. By now, I was mad. No—fuming.I got into the car, sitting stiffly, arms cross
Last Updated : 2025-04-06CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON A Good Thing
"You wanna go and choose your room upstairs, buddy?" Luca asked Leon.Leon’s eyes went wide. "I can choose my own room?"Luca smirked. "Yes. You can even choose your wing. Do you want the west wing or the right wing?"Leon gasped, spinning toward the grand staircase. "I'm going to see all of the rooms!" He bolted up the stairs, his laughter echoing through the house."Leon, wait! Be careful!" I called after him. My heart clenched at the thought of him running through an unfamiliar place. What if there were stairs he could trip on? Something he could knock over?"Relax," Luca said, waving me off before calling out, "Maria!"A young woman appeared from the hallway, moving swiftly toward us. She was petite, dressed in a neat uniform, her dark hair pulled into a tight bun."Mr. Morelli. Madam," she greeted formally.Luca turned to me. "Ariella, this is Maria. She’s your maid-slash-nanny."I blinked. "My what?"Maria gave a small bow. "Hello, Madam Ariella."I forced a polite nod. "Hello,
Last Updated : 2025-04-06CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON Is He Here
I stood there, staring at him, speechless.Luca turned to leave, but then he stopped. Slowly, he came back toward me, taking my hand in his. His gaze locked with mine, softer than I had ever seen it."I always liked you, Ari. I am so sorry about what happened to you. I know the next few days won’t be easy. I know Asher will push you, but…" He exhaled. "I think he still has feelings for you, even if he won’t admit it."I pulled my hand away and scoffed. "Yeah, I can see how much he loves me."Luca shook his head as if there was more he wanted to say but decided against it. Before he turned to leave, he added one last thing."I haven’t turned the cameras on yet. But as soon as I walk out that door, I will. So take care of yourself, Ari."I nodded, though I wasn’t sure if I was agreeing or simply acknowledging what he said.I felt my throat tighten, my vision blurring. I swallowed the lump forming, forcing the tears back.As Luca stepped toward the door, he paused one last time. "Take ca
Last Updated : 2025-04-07CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON The Intruder
When we got home, Luca carried Leon to his room, took off his shoes, and tucked him into bed. Watching him drift off, I couldn’t help but feel love and sadness. It was hard to put into words, but I knew that, somehow, I was giving him the world, even though I wasn’t sure of my own place.Just as Luca turned to leave, I stopped him. The words came out before I could second-guess myself. “What about the tutors you mentioned? Leon hasn’t been to school yet, and I haven’t heard anything.”Luca paused his hand on the door. “Don’t worry. Everything’s under control. People are being verified, and by next week, you’ll have the timetable for everything. Just trust that they’re getting everything sorted out for Leon.”I nodded, even though I wasn’t entirely convinced. At least they were doing what they promised. For now, I should be grateful for that.It was getting late, and I figured Maria must be in her room next door to Leon by now. I didn’t want to disturb her, especially not when she nee
Last Updated : 2025-04-07CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON Defiant
I was eager to feel him inside me. I wanted him to fill me. I wanted him everywhere. I especially wanted him somewhere that was calling out to him. Somewhere that needed him more than anything right now. I wanted him to fuck me. My hands went towards him as I started touching his chest, the firm muscle beneath my fingertips a stark contrast to my own trembling flesh. Planning to make my way towards his defined abs and go down there towards his member to touch him, to ignite the fire that was already burning within me. But just as my hands went towards him, he immediately caught my hands, his grip like steel, and put them in a grip on one of his hands. A little too rough for my liking, the sudden constraint sending a jolt of unease through me. Then he stopped what he was doing, the whirlwind of passion abruptly ceasing. The two of us were now breathing heavily, the air thick with unspoken desires and a tension that crackled between us. He looked into my eyes, his gaze piercing, and
Last Updated : 2025-04-08
Latest chapter
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON The Look In His Eyes
Asher groaned as he tried to take my hand away from him, but I pulled him by his sweater and started kissing him.After nibbling and sucking and playing with his lips, he let me inside his mouth and actually started reciprocating my kiss.As his hands went towards my neck, pulling the hoodie off my head, I used this chance to open the zipper of my sweater, opening it and tossing it aside, left inside with a strapless pink crop top.He groaned in appreciation, and as he did, I started taking the top off, but he put his hand on mine to stop me.As he pulled back, I stood up and went to stand in front of him as I took the crop top off and opened the button of my jeans, the zipper, then took it off me.He looked at me, taken by surprise, clearly. I couldn't read the look in his eyes, but I knew that he wanted me. There was pure lust there, but he seemed to be fighting his want for me. I got on top of him while he was still frozen and As soon as I reached him, Asher grabbed my nape, threa
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON Time For Practice
“I’m angry, okay?” Asher said, finally turning to face me again. “I’m angry that you put me in that situation. I’m angry that you care so little about yourself. I’m angry that you nearly destroyed something I’ve been working so damn hard to build... for us. For you....”I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My throat had closed up."And you even laughed about it too... As if the whole thing was funny to you..." He took a deep breath filled with anger.And that’s when it started to click. It started to dawn on me—what I’d done. What I had made him do.That day in the bedroom... How I’d tried to cross lines that maybe shouldn’t have been crossed.How I thought it was intimacy, but to him, it was something else entirely.It mattered to him. Deeply. More than I’d realized. I hadn’t seen it then. Not in his eyes. Not in the moment.But now, seeing the disappointment and hurt on his face... Hearing it in the tone of his voice...It hit me. Hard.I felt sick with guilt. Sick because I ha
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON What You Mean
I cried ugly tears.Big, ugly, dramatic sobs.But I didn’t care. I wanted the drama. I needed him to see the side of me that wasn’t composed calm or cool. Because if I didn’t get through to the part of Asher that still loved me—really loved me—I was going to leave here today with nothing. And I wouldn’t get another chance. I knew once I left, he’d talk to Luca, and they’d make sure I couldn’t reach him again.I only had two days left to fix this. One day to save us. And I was willing to use everything I had—every tear, every trick, every truth—to fight for our love.“What the fuck… are you crying for?” I suddenly heard his voice, closer now.Before I could say anything, he was pulling me into his chest. His arms wrapped around me as he gently patted my back, smoothing a hand over my hair, holding me steady as my body shook. He murmured quiet things, soft things, trying to calm me.It worked. Eventually, the sobs died down into soft sniffles. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a h
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON Without You
While I was drowning in my mortification, one of the guys in the group—someone I didn’t know—grinned and said,“Luca, who’s that? Your latest conquest?”Luca’s face shifted. Still calm, but suddenly serious.“No, man. Have some respect,” he said coolly. “That’s my sister-in-law.”“Sister-in-law?” the guy echoed, eyebrows raised as the others burst out laughing.Another voice chimed in, “Hey, Ash, did you know Luca had a sister-in-law?”Asher laughed—just a dry, careless sound—and looked up.And that’s when he saw me.That was the first time he really saw me. I realized then—he hadn’t even looked at who was with Luca before. But now his eyes were locked on mine.In that second, everything about him changed. His easy posture stiffened. His shoulders squared.His expression turned sharp and furious.He shot up from his seat like a storm about to devour anything in its path.Luca tensed beside me. Asher’s energy wasn’t just angry—it was ready for a fight.“Hey, man,” Luca said quickly, ha
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON The Unacknowledged
Luca had been driving for a while. I didn’t know how long—we’d left the city behind, and the houses were gone, replaced by long winding roads and thick clusters of trees. But I wasn’t watching the time. I was too busy rehearsing over and over everything I was going to say to Asher.Still, the longer the drive stretched, the more my nerves twisted. I shifted in my seat and turned to Luca. “Why aren’t we there yet? This is taking forever...”He glanced at me, then shrugged. “I could drive as fast as I want, sure. But I’d rather not have your death on my hands. I’m sure Asher would kill me twice if something happened to you. So yeah, I’m sticking to the speed limit.”I sighed, frustrated. “I’m tired of sitting in this car. I just want to see Asher.”He chuckled, low and amused. “‘I want to see Asher. I want to see Asher,’” he mocked in a singsong voice, then laughed at himself.I frowned. “What’s so funny?”“Nothing.” He smirked. “You really love him, don’t you?”The question caught me
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON Sneaking Out
An agonizing hour later, Luca finally calls."I'm below your window," he says.I don’t know how the hell he knows which window is mine, but I pray he's right. I’ve never snuck out before, not like this. And the second I crack the window open and peer out, my stomach flips.It’s far. Like, break something far.I lean out just enough to spot him—there he is, standing casually beneath my building in a black hoodie, hands in his pockets like he’s got nothing better to do. No fear. No nerves. Just still and calm.Doesn’t he care that my parents might see him? Or is he just built differently? I stare, uncertain. He stares back, expression blank.I grab my phone and text him:Me: How do I get down?He reads it. Looks up. Shakes his head.I wait for a response—but instead, he raises his voice, shouting loud enough to make my soul leave my body.“How were you expecting to get down in the first place?”“Shhh!” I hiss, putting a finger to my lips, frantic. Is he trying to get me caught?He just
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON Need A Ride
When I get back to my room, I start looking for traces of Luca. Is he somewhere partying? Has anyone seen him?With a little help—thanks to my very public relationship with Asher—I get the right location. There he is. Apparently, he’s throwing a party at his father’s beach house, which is at least forty-five minutes away on a good day, and a full hour on a bad one.I think about it. Should I get an Uber and go there?I’m not asking my parents for permission. I already know the answer. They won’t allow it. I’d have to sneak out.But just sneaking out isn’t the problem. Getting a ride is.Still, I decided to be daring. I call Luca again.He doesn’t pick up. It’s okay, I was expecting that.I sent him a text: Where are you?He doesn’t respond.I wait five minutes before I send another message: 'I’m coming to you right now. I need to see Asher, and you’re going to take me to him.'Another five minutes pass.I send another: I’m just calling an Uber and dropping at your house.And just as
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON He Loves Me
"No, she's not!" I snapped, and then I realized my mistake, seeing the look in my dad's eye."I'm sorry, Dad. But Asher Wouldn't do that to me... he loves me."My dad looks at me. His eyes are filled with pity and sympathy.He ignores my outburst and says, "Since Asher's not picking you up today, just get ready. I'm late. I gotta go to work and drop you off on the way.""Okay," I say, about to leave, but then he holds my hand and says,"From what I know, Asher is at home. He's fine. He's got his phone with him. If you've been calling and he's not picking up, take this as a sign—a way for you to let him go."I nod numbly."I'm sorry," he says as he kisses my hand and then silently walks out of my bedroom.The moment he closes the door behind him, that's when it all crashes back to me—that nothing has happened to Asher. He's okay. He is fine. He's just ignoring me.Why?I sit down and start trying to think about it. Just yesterday he was calling, he was texting. He came all the way here
CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON A Good Thing
I woke up with a jolt, the phone still in my hand. The first thing I did was check the screen—still no calls. No texts. Nothing from Asher.A cold wave of panic washed over me.He should’ve called. Now I’m getting scared.We both know what he does. He doesn’t tell me specifically what he does, but we both know what he gets up to every day. It’s serious. He could be dead. He could be hurt. He could be in the enemy’s hands.Just to put it into a nutshell, I was scared. Scared for his life, wondering if he was okay—because this has never happened. He has never gone quiet on me for so long.But before anything, I rush towards my parents’ door and knock. Nobody answers.I open the door. There’s nobody inside.“What time is it?” I ask the room. Nobody answers.I start going down the stairs and hear voices coming from the kitchen.I get in and see my dad at the counter. My mom is making breakfast.I don’t even say good morning. I go towards my father, and the first thing I say is, “Where’s
