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Chapter 63: Tied by Command
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Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 64: The Weight of Regret
Adam sat in his study, the weight of his years pressing down like an iron chain that had long rotted yet never loosened. The room was gently lit, the flames flickering on the shiny mahogany walls, casting unsettling shadows that seemed to whisper of past wrongdoings. A glass of whiskey sat untouched beside him, the amber liquid reflecting the glowing coals, its warmth mocking the coldness in his heart. Across from him, Milo stayed silently watchful, his sharp gaze scrutinizing the man who had once been a formidable giant at the peak of his strength. Now, Adam appeared diminished in some way—not in height, but in how regret had started to settle into the lines of his face.Adam breathed out, rubbing a worn hand across his face. "It's odd," he whispered, nearly to himself. "You go on believing there’s always extra time… until one day, you see that there isn't." Milo stayed quiet, understanding it was best not to interject. He had discovered long ago that occasionally, silence was the
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-08Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 65: The Ultimatum
Dysis gazed at the ring that Alexander clutched, her heart tightening as the significance of his words settled in. “You will marry me,” he declared, his voice steady and intentional—as if he were presenting an indisputable truth rather than providing an option. Her abdomen turned. She was familiar with Alexander. Understood how he functioned. He wasn’t the type of person to express things he didn’t truly mean. That implied… This is reality. Her breath became shallow. "Are you really serious?" He did not blink. "I’ve never taken anything in my life more seriously." Dysis attempted to laugh, but it sounded unsteady. “You're behaving as if this is the sole choice.” “It is.”The certainty in his voice gave her a chill. Her fingers pressed into her hands. “Why is that?” "What would prompt you to go to such lengths?" Alexander remained quiet for a brief moment, his hold on the ring growing firmer. "Since it's the sole method to keep you safe." A hint in his tone sent a shiver thr
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-18Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 66: The Cost of Defiance
A sharp silence stretched between them. Alexander’s grip on the phone tightened as the video continued. Lucian was tied to a chair in a poorly lit room, his face marked with blood, yet his eyes remained keen—still himself. The challenge in his eyes remained, yet there was an additional element, something chillier. Stepping down. Max's voice broke up over the speaker. "You took something from me, Levi. Now, I’m returning the favor."Lucian gave a small, humorless laugh, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. “You always were a coward, Carter. Hiding behind threats. I expected more from you.”Max tsked, stepping into view. His presence alone made Dysis’s skin crawl. He was smiling—casual, unaffected—but his eyes were brimming with something wrong. "Let’s not pretend, Doc," he mused, crouching in front of Lucian. "We both know how this ends. The real question is… how much pain does it take to make you beg?"Lucian didn’t flinch. “Try me.” A slow grin spread across Max’s face
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-19Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 67: The Price of War
The atmosphere in the Levi estate was heavy with stress. Alexander was in his office, gazing at the monitor that had recently turned off. The vision of Lucian, wounded yet resilient, was etched into his memory. The manner in which Max drove the knife into him without a moment's pause, the sly grin on his face—it was a provocation, a test, a requirement. Max wanted Dysis. Dysis was still shaken, her fists tightly formed as she attempted to regain her balance. Her mind raced through different scenarios, none of which were optimistic. She stared at Alexander, yet his expression was unreadable, his jaw tight with fury. John entered the room again, phone held in his hand. "Sir, we’ve got a message." Alexander took the phone and pressed play. Max’s voice came through, eerily calm. "An eye for an eye, Levi. You want your doctor back? You know what I want. Give me Dysis, and Lucian walks away alive. You have twenty-four hours. No tricks, no games. You know where to find me." Silence fo
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-19Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 68: Shadows in Pursuit
As Dysis's heart was pounding on her chest like a drum as she rushed through the darkened corridors of the Levi estate. She had no time to second-guess her decision. She was aware that Alexander had pursued Max, and she had no intention of not doing anything about it and just standing there, waiting helplessly.The garage was dimly lit, the hum of engines filling the space. She crouched behind a column, her sharp eyes locked on Alexander’s black SUV. He was talking with John, his voice low and commanding.Now or never.The moment they turned away, Dysis darted forward, silent as a shadow. She reached the back of the SUV, fingers trembling as she pressed the latch. Locked.Her abdomen constricted. However, just when she was ready to move away, she caught the soft beep of the car's locks disengaging. A guard had remotely unlocked the doors as they got ready to depart. This is the one. With a quick motion, she yanked the boot open just enough to slip in, folding her body into the cramp
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-24Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 69: Fractured Lines
The storeroom smelt strongly of blood and gunpowder. In the dim overhead light, long shadows moved across the concrete floor. Standing between two devils, Dysis felt the oppressive pressure upon her chest, knowing that whatever she decided, she would lose something. Alexander Levi's demeanour was a flawless mask of controlled rage, and his icy-blue eyes pierced hers. Under his rolled-up sleeves, the veins in his forearm were visible as his hold on his rifle tightened. Dysis understood that if she didn't talk carefully, there would be no stopping him because he appeared to be a guy on the verge of firing. With a dangerously low voice, Alexander commanded, "Say it again."his voice dangerously low. “You agreed to what?”Dysis's claws dug into her palms as she gulped forcefully. There was nothing she could do. Despite Alexander's brutality, she understood that he would never sacrifice a friend like Lucian when Lucian's life was at stake. She made herself look into his eyes.“I agreed to
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-24Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 70 - The Weight of a Choice
Death, gunpowder, and blood were all strongly scented in the warehouse. Max Carter's lifeless eyes gazed into emptiness as his body remained still. But Alexander barely spared him a glance. His focus was on Dysis—the woman who had just risked everything in a gamble he could not yet understand.John had carried Lucian out, his lifeless body serving as a reminder of how nearly everything had gone awry. Alexander's slow, deliberate breathing was the only sound in the terrible silence that followed the assault. And then, suddenly, he was reaching for Dysis, his fingers firmly around her arm. "Did you mean it?" His voice was harsh, low, and full of barely contained rage. "Did you truly intend to marry Max?" She did not flinch even though Dysis's pulse thundered in her ears. She looked directly into Alexander's cold-blue eyes, which were blazing with a combustible energy.“I was trying to help,” she murmured."Help?" Alexander’s grip tightened. “That was your plan? You thought sacrificin
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-26Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 71: Unveiling the Truth
There were many unspoken words in Alexander's chamber. An unexpected tiredness settled deep in Dysis's bones after everything that had transpired. Even though the heat from the shower had only slightly reduced the stress in her muscles, a new type of tension replaced it as soon as Alexander carried her out. He moved fluidly across the room, holding her tightly but cautiously, as though she were something delicate—something valuable. Her pulse raced at the juxtaposition between this compassion and his previous fury. When he arrived at the bed, he carefully laid her down, wrapped her in a towel, and moved away."Keeping what little control he still had, he added, "Your clothes are on the bed." "Change."Unable to look him in the eye, Dysis nodded. "Don't ever do that again" was the firm command she could still hear in his voice, and she could still feel his warm touch on her flesh. It wasn't until he turned away and left the room that she realised she was holding back her breath. As Dys
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Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 100: The Crimson Tide
The sun had hardly risen beyond the horizon, leaving golden lines like spilled honey across the sea. A gentle breeze fluttered the white linen drapes of the villa and ruckled the palm leaves over the island. Barefoot, Dysis stood at the brink of the balcony, her honey-brown hair falling in loose waves down her back. The air smelt seawater and orchids, combining with the warmth of sun-kissed stone. Her eyes shining with mischief and sunset-colored wonder, she turned towards the sea.She’d found a red bikini tucked neatly inside a drawer packed by Alexander, though he’d claimed otherwise and without hesitation, slipped it on. Rich and strong on her soft, brilliant skin, it hugged her body as if it had been designed for her. Her contours shined like sun-lit polished pearls. Her hips swung softly as she strolled down to the shore, feet sliding into the warm, powdered sand. She laughed as she walked further into the sea; it lapped at her toes, chilly and mocking. There was no one else he
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 99: The Serpent Stirs
The private estate was cloaked in silence, the kind that warned of danger long before it arrived. Cormac Carter stood before the large fireplace, the flames low as shadows moved along the stone walls. Under his fitted suit, his broad shoulders were stiff; his silver-streaked hair slid back precisely. From his fingers, unbroken, a crystal glass of aged bourbon hung. One of his guys stopped at the threshold behind him and started to shift uneasily. “Say it again”, Cormac said, his voice low and icy, slanted with poison. The man swallowed. “Dysis Salmon... She's the heiress to the Everhart bloodline. Confirmed. The Levi heir married her. She’s with Alexander now.” Cormac turned slowly, his eyes glinting with restrained fury. “So,” he muttered, stepping toward the man, “the girl promised to my nephew… was stolen. Claimed. Not just by anyone but by Alexander Levi.” He crushed the glass in his palm, shards falling like ice. “And he killed Max.” The words hissed from his mouth like
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 98: Fractures and Flames
Dysis lay curled into the curve of Alexander’s body, the steady thud of his heart on her cheek grounding her in a moment that felt much too delicate for the world they lived in. Her waist had slipped the blanket, and the silky sheets twisted around them while the storm outside murmured against the windows. Her voice broke the silence. Soft. Hesitant. “Where’s my mother?” Alexander’s fingers paused where they were threading gently through her hair. “I told her to leave,” he said calmly. Dysis pulled back just enough to look up at him, confusion flickering in her tired eyes. “What? Why?” “I thought you wouldn’t mind me sending her away,” Alexander said, watching her reaction closely. “She was the reason you passed out.” Her breath hitched. “But I just…” “Don’t cry again.” His voice became light-hearted, his lips curving slightly as he looked away from her. "I was only kidding." "I wasn't going to cry," She said, but her pink cheeks backstabbed her. He mocked, his tone lamp
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 97: A Glimpse of the Storm
Back to the Present For hours the rain had not ceased. From outside, the heavens softly wept against the windows, drops on glass-like fingers. The polished floor had a muted orange glow as the fire in the sitting room burned to embers. Dysis folded her legs under her and laid a blanket sloppily across her lap on the velvet chaise. She was not warmed by it. Not really. Her mind was too full, too heavy. Adam sat across from her. No longer the towering, untouchable patriarch. Just a man with tired eyes and a voice thick with regret. “So,” Dysis said quietly, almost afraid to say it aloud, “you knew Lili tried to have Alexander killed?” Adam’s eyes dropped to the rug. His jaw clenched. “Yes.” Dysis sat up straighter, her heart suddenly pounding. “And you did nothing?” “I confronted her,” Adam replied. His voice was hoarse, rough from unsaid things. “I let her know I was aware of her schemes. I spared her… for Silver and Giselle’s sake.” Dysis blinked. That was it? "That's all
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 96: The Quiet Crown
The room still hadn’t moved. Not really.Time seemed to bend under the weight of what it signified as Adam Levi announced his second son the successor to the empire. As if the house had stopped to listen, dust particles floated slowly through a shaft of afternoon sunlight, and the crackle of the fire in the hearth got louder in the silence.But the true silence came from Lili.She had said nothing at all. Her fingers, coated in a frost-toned gloss, shook slightly on the stem of her crystal wine glass. It was still full. She hadn’t taken a single sip all evening.She couldn’t.Not with him in the room.Not with Alexander sitting there, one leg crossed over the other, draped in that black wool coat with silver stitching like it had been sewn by ghosts. The candlelight danced across the crest on his hand—the Levi sigil, glinting ominously with every breath he took.He didn’t speak.Didn’t gloat.Didn’t even flinch when Silver stormed out of the boardroom, his footsteps echoing like gunsh
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 95: After 14 Years
Another year passed.And then another.Fourteen winters had clawed their way across the cliffs of the North before the gates opened again. The iron doors groaned like beasts roused from slumber, spilling out a silhouette wreathed in morning fog and silence.He walked like he owned the ground beneath him.Not like the boy who had entered.No—he was something else now.Alexander Levi’s hair had been trimmed close to the scalp, the inky black strands now neat, severe. His jawline cut clean, cheeks hollowed by years of discipline, hardship, and war. The softness of his childhood had been carved away, chiseled into something sharp. Lethal. Beautiful in a cold, brutal way.He wore a long black coat, the kind lined in silver thread at the collar, shoulders squared with the weight of command. His boots struck the earth like thunder. A ring glinted on his right hand—a crest of the North carved into it. The mark of survival.Not everyone earned it.But Alexander hadn’t just earned it.He’d owne
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 94: The Northern Silence
Adam Levi's office door creased as it swung open. The room was dark, only the orange glow of one desk lamp lighting it. From a half-burned cigar in a crystal ashtray, smoke coiled sloppily. Towering and loaded with ancient leather-bound volumes that smelt of dust, conflict, and tradition, bookshelves ran down the walls The air smelt strongly of cedarwood and ash, swallowing the faint winter trace coming from the window crevices. Silent Alexander entered, his bare feet soft against the smooth hardwood floor. He wore a big jumper that hung off one shoulder with sleeves engulfing his hands. He felt a breeze from the slightly ajar window, but he did not react. His experience with cold was one of adaptation. Adam turned his back on him. He stood behind his desk, wide back stiff under a dark suit. Under low light, the grey in his hair stood more clearly. With one hand he clutched a glass of bourbon, the ice clicking softly as he spun it. His other hand rested on a hefty, sealed, crimso
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 93: The Hollow Throne
One Year Later The Levi estate stood silent, wrapped in fog and frost. The mansion, once alive with Rosie’s laughter and sunlight spilling through open windows, had grown cold—like something sacred had been buried inside its walls. A clock ticked softly somewhere in the distance. The fire in the parlor crackled, but it gave no warmth. Adam sat at the edge of his office desk. His hands were stained with oil and blood—both recent. Though the air was cold, his black shirt fit his back and hung with sweat. His tie disappeared from view on the floor next to a broken whisky tumbler. A long gash stretched across the side of his palm, still bleeding. He hadn’t spoken in hours. Not a word. The leather chair behind his desk remained untouched, like a throne he no longer deserved. He no longer ruled with strategy or calculation. He ruled with silence. With steel. With the kind of violence that didn’t end when justice was served—but hunted until it bled out everything. Every na
Claimed By The Mafia Billionaire Chapter 92: Rosie’s Death & Alexander’s Exile
Six Years Later Alexander's sixth birthday started with laughter early in the morning. Like birdsong during a protracted storm, high-pitched and brilliant it rang through the Levi mansion's hallways. With his silk pyjama pants hanging around his legs and hair tangled and sticking out in a hundred ways, the lad went barefoot down the great staircase. His laughter echoed off gilded mirrors and marble columns, a sound so innocent it felt like a revolt in a house constructed on steel and shadows. “Alexander!” Rosie’s voice trailed behind him, laughing too. “Shoes! What did I say about running like a little wolf?” He darted behind the banister."Wolves do not wear shoes!" She grabbed him at the stair foot and gently raised him in her arms, kissing his warm, drowsy cheek. Like childhood, like everything good she had ever dared to wish for, he smelt of honeyed milk and sunshine. She said, "You're six now," softly moving his dark hair off his forehead. “That’s ancient.” “Ancient?” he
