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2025-04-18 17:07:38
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Michael’s POVI don’t know what kind of sick, twisted joke the universe thought it was playing, but the moment I found myself pulled onto Damian’s lap like some helpless doll, my skin prickled with unease."Get the hell off me, Damian," I growled, squirming against the iron hold he had around my waist.He didn’t budge. Not an inch. His grip was steady, firm, and just tight enough to remind me who currently had the upper hand.“You’re acting crazy,” I spat, narrowing my eyes at him. “This isn’t funny. I’m not enjoying this little power trip you’re on.”His lips curved into a slow, predatory smirk and his voice dropped, low and intimate.“Oh, Michael,” Damian murmured, his breath brushing the side of my neck. “You don’t get it, do you? I’m not here to entertain you. And you… you’re not going anywhere.”I stiffened when he slid his hand down my arm, his fingers lacing around mine, trapping it against my thigh. His other hand wandered, bold and possessive, his fingertips tracing the ski
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-19Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Text Messages with the Mercenary
Ashley's POVI could feel my pulse beating against my ears as the hum of the fluorescent office lights above flickered slightly. I sat at my desk, the cool blue glow of my dual monitors reflecting off my eyes, trying to focus on the endless backlog of reports needing my attention. Not when Andrew had just gotten his way into taking control of the one operation I cared about.I lifted my gaze, and there he was — Andrew Rivers, dressed in his tailored navy-blue suit, crisp white shirt, and smug little grin, standing with a group of agents by the glass briefing room. He was gesturing smartly to a map pinned to the whiteboard behind them, a printed red circle marking a section of southern England.I knew what that circle was. I knew what that smug look was about.Because news had already spread like wildfire through the department this morning. The Chief had officially assigned Andrew as the lead agent on the Michael and Fernando Ramirez case.My stomach churned and I had a bitter tas
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-19Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Saved By Marlo
Michael’s POVI leaned heavily against the door, my heart beating hard against my ribcage as my mind kept on calculating on how i could escape.The aftermath of the scuffle with Damian still lingered in my mind and i could still feel the aftereffects of my punch on my trembling fingers. Damian wiped another smear of blood from his busted nose, the corner of his lips curling into a sinister grin. The dim light of the room cast sharp shadows across his face, but the amusement dancing in his dark eyes sent a chill down my spine.It was as if I was staring at a completely different person, a complete opposite to the man I thought I could actually try to fall in love with.I should have known better.“You know,” Damian began, his voice smooth despite the fresh blood he flicked carelessly from his fingers, “you were quite the agent, Michael. Quite the golden boy, if I remember correctly.” He chuckled, a cruel sound in the tense room. “A man of justice, honour and law. Then what happened,
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-20Dark 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
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-20Dark 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
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-21Dark 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
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-21Dark 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.
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-22Dark 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
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-22
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Michael’s POVThe night air had become dense, pressing down on my chest like a weight, but it wasn’t the cold that had my skin crawling. The very sight of Lucas shifted the balance. It was clear that he was here to add another layer of pressure, and when I felt Ashley stiffen beside me, I knew that this changed everything.Andrew’s gaze moved over to Lucas, and for the briefest moment, I see something like frustration flash across his face. But then, like a predator circling its prey, his lips curled into a slow, sinister smile. "Ah, so now we are of equal standing. How cute," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. He took a slow step forward, his gun still raised at me, and I could see his finger twitch on the trigger, eager for something, anything, to break the silence.I felt my muscles tighten, but I didn’t flinch. There was something about Andrew’s tone, something about it that almost made me laugh. Almost.But before I could say anything, Marlo cut in, his voice sh
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Michael’s POVI glanced sideways at Ashley and Marlo, their hands steady on their weapons, having the same tension I felt."Michael," Damian began, his voice smooth, almost too calm for the situation, "You and your friends—you're done. This is over. You’ve got nowhere to run. The FBI will have you soon enough. You can’t keep fighting forever. Just give up." He lowered his voice slightly, as if he trying to lull us into submission. "It’s not worth it."I couldn’t help but laugh, a cold, humorless sound that echoed through the compound. "Is that really your big plan, Damian? You think I'm going to just roll over because you say so?" I took a step forward, making sure my gun stayed steady in my hands. "You’ve clearly forgotten who you’re dealing with."Damian’s lips curled into a smirk. "I haven’t forgotten a damn thing, Michael. I just think you’re too stubborn for your own good. You’ve lost. You’re outgunned, outmanned, and you’re running out of time. There’s no escape. Just hand you
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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
Dark 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
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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
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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
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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
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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.
Dark 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
