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Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don
Last Updated : 2025-04-24
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Michael Carter is an undercover FBI agent on a mission to take down ruthless mafia king Fernando Ramírez—the man he believes killed his sister. But getting close to Fernando means playing a dangerous game, one where seduction and power blur the lines between enemy and lover. When Michael uncovers a shocking truth, his thirst for revenge turns into a fight for something far more dangerous—his own heart. Now, torn between duty and desire, he must decide: destroy the man he swore to take down or surrender to the one thing he never saw coming. Love has never been more lethal.
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Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Crosshairs
Michael’s POVI got close enough to Damian and looked in disgust at the smile he had fixed on his face the moment he saw me."I'm here. Say what you want but after that, you're leaving" I said with a stern voice."I knew you would come out of hiding the moment you heard me call out to you" Damian attempted to come closer to me but I stepped back."You wouldn't want to do that, that's if you don't mind being shot" I said, my eyes narrowed. "It was stupid of you to have come out here.""I could say the same thing about you."Andrew swiftly came out of the shadows and the barrel of his gun pressed against my forehead like a cold whisper of death.He had moved so fast through the trees, making good use of the darkness to get close to me.The forest behind him seemed to go quiet in respect, like even nature didn’t want to interrupt this moment.But I knew his men were there, waiting. I didn't flinch. I didn’t move. I just stared at him.His eyes, sharp and gleaming with victory, drank in
Last Updated : 2025-04-24Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Checkmate
Michael’s POVFernando looked like a corpse.I never thought I would feel anything for him beyond disgust, fury, and that burning ache for revenge—but now, watching him lie unconscious in this dimly lit room, something twisted inside my chest. It wasn’t forgiveness. It wasn’t pity. It was something uglier. More complicated.His chest barely rose beneath the sheet, his breathing shallow, mechanical, like his body had forgotten how to be alive.He was pale—unnaturally pale—like life had already started abandoning him.And still, I couldn’t let go of his hand.It was cold. Damp. Fragile. I remembered this same hand raised in arrogance, in violence, clenched into a fist as he spat cruel words at me. That same hand had pointed guns, killed people, and built the chaos we were drowning in.But right now, it wasn’t the hand of a monster. It was the hand of a dying man.I hated him. God, I hated him. But I didn’t want him to die like this.“You care about him now?” My unconscious mind asked
Last Updated : 2025-04-24Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don The Waiting Game
Andrew’s POV Night had wrapped itself like a shroud over the woods, casting eerie shadows between the tall trees. The air was filled with anticipation, thick and unmoving, as if nature itself was holding its breath. I could hear the loud sounds of Crickets chipping in the distance, an odd contrast to the tension that vibrated through my bones. The occasional rustle of leaves teased our ears snd made our minds work like machines as vsrious questions appeared on our heads.Was it the wind or movement? Every sound could be a threat. Every second, a reminder that time was slipping.We lay in silence, our bodies half-buried in the brush, our eyes fixed on the mansion positioned at the edge of the clearing. The looming building glared back at us like a fortress, its windows glowing faintly from within. Inside, Michael and his loyal few were holed up like cornered wolves, desperate and dangerous.Patience, I reminded myself. The moment we attacked would be the moment they expected us
Last Updated : 2025-04-23Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Thoughts of the Past
Michael’s POV The smell of onions cooking in olive oil wrapped around me like a warm blanket. For a moment, just a brief moment, I let myself forget where we were, what was happening, and how much blood had already been spilled. The sound of the kitchen door opening pulled me out of my trance. Ashley leaned against the doorway, her arms folded. “Smells good,” she said, her voice soft but obvious with exhaustion. I glanced up, half-smiling as I stirred. “Figured it was time we ate something that didn’t taste like cardboard or fear.” She raised an eyebrow. “Is that what this is? A morale boost?” “Something like that,” I murmured. Ashley stepped in, rubbing the tension from the back of her neck as Mortis and Emilio followed behind her, dragging their tired bodies like the war had already been lost. Emilio sniffed the air and grinned. “Damn. Didn’t know you could cook.” I set the bowls on the table. “Survival skills.” Mortis slumped into a chair with a
Last Updated : 2025-04-23Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Deadly Message
Ashley's POV The wind carried a damp, earthy scent through the cracks in the battered front door as we pressed ourselves against it, trying to catch a glimpse through the narrow hole in the wood. I could barely see much — just the faint shimmer of light bouncing off someone's gun, the shape of bodies lurking in the scattered woods surrounding the old mansion. It felt too quiet, like the world itself was holding its breath.I exchanged a glance with Mortis, then Emilio. Marlo’s jaw was tight, his dark eyes focused on the woods as though sheer force of will alone could make our enemies appear.“It’s been fifteen minutes,” Mortis muttered, lowering his gun just an inch. “I think we’re in the clear. Maybe they gave up.”“Yeah,” Emilio chimed in. “Or maybe they’re regrouping. Either way, it’s gone quiet.”I let out a humorless laugh. “You think Andrew is the type to give up? He’s out there, watching. Waiting for us to screw up. That’s his favorite game.”Both Mortis and Emilio shot me
Last Updated : 2025-04-22Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Checkmate in the Shadows
Andrew’s POVThe cold English air brushed against my skin as I tilted my head up to the second-story window. A dark smile went across my lips as I waited, watched to see that traitor's face.A second ago, Michael’s face had been there—staring down at me with that same infuriating calm he had always worn when things were going out of his control. And now… nothing.Good.Let him hide. Let them all scramble like rats in a sinking ship.This was my time to bring my enemies to their knees and I wasn’t going to stop until I have achieved my goal.I stepped back, scanning the old mansion ahead of us. The old Ramirez estate was barely holding itself together — cracked window glass, vine plants all over the walls, a run down compound that made it feel just like a building in a horror movie. A perfect hideout for cowards.I turned to my men, most of them hidden behind trees and old stone fences, their fingers twitching near their triggers. I didn’t have enough men for a full frontal attack.
Last Updated : 2025-04-22Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Andrew’s Demands
Michael’s POVThe weight of Anabelle in my arms was heavier than it should have been. Not because she was heavy, she really wasn’t, but because every step I took felt like I was carrying the weight of everything I had been trying to beat. The past, the lies, the blood, the betrayals.Gunshots echoed outside like a twisted symphony, but I forced myself to focus.Her blood stained my shirt, the warm, sticky sensation reminding me she didn’t have much time if we didn’t act fast. And yet, even now, she was stubborn as hell.“You’ve been lying this whole damn time,” Anabelle said, her voice a weak but fierce whisper against my ear as I carried her up the stairs. “I knew it. I always knew there was something about you, Michael. And now, I’ll make sure Fernando knows the truth when he wakes up.”"That’s if you're still alive by then because I you keep talking, you're going to loose more blood" I said to shut her up but my plan didn't work."Don't you dare talk about me dying" she said ang
Last Updated : 2025-04-21Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don The Attack Begins
Michael’s POVThe sharp sounds of gunfire coming from outside shattered the heavy silence of the mansion.I was in Fernando’s room, leaning against the window, lost in thought. The whole Damian incident had left a sour taste in my mouth. Every inch of my body ached from that scuffle, and my mind was still racing from the things he said. How much did he know? How far had my enemies gotten inside our walls without us noticing?Then—Bang!My head snapped up. The sound of a gunshot, unmistakable and close. Another crack followed it, then a volley. Not far. No mistaking it now.I instinctively turned to look at Fernando, slightly hoping that hearing such sounds might be enough to wake hum up, but I had been wrong.I heard another round of shots being fired and I knew this wasn’t some random shootout. It was an attack."Not again" I muttered under my breath.I was out of the room before I even registered moving. My heart was pounding against my ribs as my feet came alive and ran down t
Last Updated : 2025-04-21Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Ashley’s Gambit
Ashley’s POVI adjusted my jacket as the cool breeze of the English countryside whipped against my face. The small town was quiet and every house looked like it had been built in another century. The map I had copied from Andrew’s phone glared up at me from my phone screen — a digital beacon guiding me to finding my friend and saving him.My stomach twisted, a mixture of nerves and dread settling deep inside me. I glanced at the time: 11:17 AM. I have been walking for almost twenty minutes now, keeping my head down and blending in as best I could. England might have felt like a world away from D.C., but danger knew no borders.I turned down a narrow path where the trees gathered close and i could tell the mansion was close — I could feel it.My phone buzzed violently in my hand.I cursed under my breath and saw the name flash on the screen.The Chief.Shit.I inhaled deeply, preparing myself for whatever lay on the other end of the line. I swiped to answer, putting on my best sic
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Michael's POVI gripped the bedsheets as I gritted my teeth and buried my face into the soft mattress, feeling Marlo’s sweat falling on my back and soft moans escaping his lips while he continued thrusting with more strength than necessary. "Fuck, you're so tight" he said.I bit back the pain that was building within me and tried my best to endure whatever pain I could feel in my hole.This was all a means to an end.Before I could process my thoughts any further, he turned me around, his muscular arms wrapping around me.He knelt on the bed and raised me to sit on his hard cock. I stared at him, wondering what sex position he intended to do this time.After spending more than twenty minutes servicing his dick and nipples, I was already exhausted. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back on his hand and gave me one the ugliest smirk I have ever seen escape the lips of a man."Ride me until I burst inside you" Marlo said, his breath resting on my face.He brought his lips to...
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