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33. Lyla Is Bullied
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My Mafia Dominant Is Back 34. Carlo's Punishment
"Ms. Sinclair!" Dr. Riffe roared, slamming his hands on the desk as he stood up, his voice trembling with both anger and fear. "You have no proof. This is slander! I will ruin you! Not just here, but in the entire academic world!"Despite his loud voice, the quiver in his tone betrayed his insecurity. Lyla wasn’t intimidated. She smirked, taking two steps back. "How do you know I don't have evidence? Let's wait and see." With those words, she turned to leave.Dr. Riffe panicked. He rushed out from behind his desk, shouting, "Lyla, don’t think I don’t know about your past. I did your background check. You think I don’t know why you quit your PhD?"Lyla froze in her tracks. Hearing him mention her past, memories came flooding back like daggers stabbing her from behind. She clenched her fists, paralyzed in place.Sensing her weakness, Dr. Riffe's voice turned smug. "Got you, didn’t I? Lyla Sinclair, rumors about you engaging in inappropriate sexual relations with a subject to get your exp
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 35. Lyla‘s Heart Breaks Again
After Dr. Riffe stormed out, the office was plunged into an eerie silence, broken only by Lyla's quickened breaths as fear and tension consumed her. She looked at Carlo, who was still staring coldly at the door, his expression darker and more menacing than it had been three years ago when he'd faced Jessica. That chilling, unfamiliar look unsettled her deeply.Moments later, a soft "drip" echoed in the room. A drop of blood fell from Carlo’s hand, hitting the floor with a quiet splash. Lyla followed his gaze and saw his hand, the same one that had punched the wall, now bleeding. A deep cut stretched across his knuckles, the edge of the wall having sliced into his skin, and blood slowly seeped from the wound.Lyla sighed softly. She walked over and gently took his hand, examining it. "Come to my office," she said. "I'll find some bandages."Unexpectedly, Carlo yanked his hand away. “What happened three years ago?” His eyes were cold and sharp as he demanded, "What scandal was he talkin
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 36. Truth of the Scandal
Hudson didn't report back to his master as quickly as Carlo had hoped.His call didn’t come until the evening. Though gathering the information took some time, it wasn’t beyond Hudson's capabilities. The real delay came from the sheer weight of the revelation. He had to carefully consider how to deliver the news to his young master.When Hudson finally called, Carlo was in a secluded spot on campus, in a small grove of trees. Empty beer cans littered the ground near a paper bag, and in his hand, he held a belt, repeatedly lashing it against a tree trunk to vent his pent-up rage.He had been doing this for who knows how long. The thick tree trunk was scarred, with a large section almost entirely stripped of bark, exposing pale wood beneath. His unbandaged hand had long since reopened the wound from earlier, the jagged tear in his knuckles dripping dark, congealed blood.Carlo didn’t stop his frenzied assault until the Hermès belt in his hand finally gave way, snapping under the pressur
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 37. "I’m Not A Sub, And I Never Will Be"
After parking the car, Carlo practically sprinted to Lyla’s apartment.“Lyli, open the door. I need to talk to you,” he called, knocking on the door. But there was no response. He waited for a few minutes, and still, nothing.“Lyla, open the door. I know you’re home!” His knocking turned into frantic pounding. With both hands pressed against the door, Carlo hung his head, unable to suppress the whirlwind of emotions churning inside him—anger, sorrow, pity, and an unbearable heartache.It was only after learning the truth that Carlo began to understand Lyla’s unusual behavior. Her coldness, her tears, and her emotional outbursts—all stemmed from a wound that cut her to the bone. She had once been so proud, passionate, and brave—all the qualities that had drawn Carlo to her. But now, those same qualities, along with her dreams, had been trampled on.His heart ached with an overwhelming desire to hold her, to wrap her in his arms and kiss her fiercely. Even if she hit or kicked him, he wo
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 38. A Bite Mark
After Carlo removed his shirt, there were no further strange actions—he simply took a few steps forward and sat down beside Lyla on the sofa. This was the first time Lyla had seen his bare upper body. His physique was powerful and well-defined, his bronze skin glowing healthily under the soft light, and his six-pack abs looked chiseled, every inch seemingly brimming with raw strength.Though she knew this wasn’t the time, Lyla couldn’t stop herself from blushing at the sight, a natural reaction from her body. Awkward and flustered, she quickly lowered her head, avoiding any further glances at him. With a hint of irritation and nervousness in her voice, she warned, “I’m telling you, don’t try anything dangerous. I will call the police, and I mean it…”The next second, Carlo grabbed her hand and placed it firmly on his left shoulder. The coolness of her palm met his warm, bare skin, and it felt like touching hot iron. Lyla’s fingers instinctively curled up in tension. She tried to pull
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 39. Lyla Is Gone
Lyla could feel the intense heat and pressure radiating from his body, making her heartbeat erratic. Carlo suddenly lifted his head, his gaze darkening with a forceful, unyielding intensity. He placed his hand on her denim-clad hips, his touch firm but not painful, as if he was holding back a restless urge. One by one, their clothes fell away, exposing Lyla’s skin to the warm air, and she could feel the temperature in the room rise with it.His fingers trailed over her shoulder, the heat from his touch sending a shiver down her spine. It felt as though Carlo was in command of every inch of her skin. Bit by bit, her rational thoughts crumbled under the weight of his gentle yet relentless actions, her resistance melting away as her body responded to his.That night, in the empty apartment they no longer called home, their bodies intertwined, giving into the raw, unrestrained passion. They moved until they were utterly spent, their skin marked with the evidence of the night’s intensity—C
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 40. Insult From Carlo's Brother
Leonardo Ferretti now resides in a small coastal town along the eastern shoreline. Ever since waking from his three-year coma just three months ago, he relocated to this quiet place to recover and undergo rehabilitation.Carlo drove for four hours before finally arriving at the mansion perched on the edge of a cliff.The salty sea breeze whipped against the rocky shoreline, and the distant sound of crashing waves felt like a deep, unsettling murmur. The mansion stood tall and imposing at the highest point of the coastline, like a fortress detached from the rest of the world. Yet, for Carlo, this place wasn’t one of safety or comfort. Instead, it was filled with shadows and hostility.As soon as he stepped out of the car, Leonardo's butler approached, bowing slightly. “Sir, Mr. Ferretti is resting. He’s requested that you wait in the sitting room,” he said. Carlo nodded and followed him inside. The mansion’s interior was as grand and opulent as ever, with intricate décor that spoke of
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 41. Miserable Childhood
Carlo stepped into his father’s study, and the stifling air hit him immediately. The room was steeped in silence, with only the faint sound of waves crashing against the cliffs outside, as if the ocean itself was sighing endlessly. Near the large floor-to-ceiling windows, Leonardo Ferretti sat quietly in his wheelchair, his gaze unfocused as it lingered on the vast ocean before him, lost in a state of deep, weary contemplation.At sixty, Leonardo's body was beginning to show signs of aging. Three years ago, an assassination attempt from a family rival nearly claimed his life. Though he miraculously survived the gunshot wound to the head, it left him comatose for three years. He had only recently regained consciousness three months ago, but the ordeal had taken its toll. His once powerful physique had withered, and now he moved with difficulty, his pallor a stark reminder of his vulnerability.This man, who once led the most powerful Mafia family on the East Coast with an iron fist, w
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