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76. Carlo's Scouts
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Lyla sighed, knowing that these children were just another one of Carlo’s little schemes to bring her to him. He knew exactly how to push her buttons, leaving her with no choice but to nod helplessly and say, “Alright, lead the way.”The children cheered as if they’d just achieved something monumental, but their sudden burst of noise startled the youngest girl among them, who looked around with wide eyes and started to cry. Lyla’s heart softened immediately. She gently moved through the crowd of kids, knelt down, and picked up the little girl, patting her back and whispering soothing words. “It’s okay, sweetheart. You are fine.” she cooed, shielding her face with one hand and playing a little game of peek-a-boo to distract her.Having worked part-time as a babysitter during college, Lyla had become adept at comforting small children, and sure enough, her silly faces and gentle voice soon coaxed a smile out of the girl. The child wrapped her chubby arms around Lyla’s neck, giggling thr
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 78. Carlo's Promises
"When I wanted to tell you yesterday, I just couldn’t,” Carlo began in a low, slightly raspy voice. “I’m not indifferent to my mother’s pain, you know. Quite the opposite—I’ve tried to find a way to get her out of here since I was very young. When I was six, my father sent for me to start school in the city. I poured everything into becoming the best at whatever I did. I thought that if I earned my father’s approval, he might finally bring my mother to live with us. I just wanted the three of us to be a real family.”“And did it work?” Lyla asked, her tone much softer now, no longer so accusatory.Carlo gave a bitter smile. “You can probably guess that my father’s wife and my half-brother didn’t welcome us. When I was sixteen, I killed two family traitors myself, and only then did my father finally agree to bring my mother into the U.S.”Lyla couldn’t hide her shock; she turned to Carlo, who continued to look out over the ocean, his face calm, as though he were retelling someone else’s
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 79. Hudson's Disdain
Amid the children's cheers and laughter, Carlo gently lifted Lyla into his arms, carrying her inland. After a few steps, a young man dressed in local attire zoomed over on a brand-new Harley, halting the bike precisely in front of them. He dismounted, retrieved two helmets from the back, and respectfully handed them to Carlo.Carlo set Lyla carefully on the back seat, fastening her helmet with a practiced touch before settling in the front. As he buckled his own helmet, he cast a playful glance over his shoulder and said, “Oh, right, I remember someone on the cruise saying she ‘doesn’t fight over scraps with dogs.’ So...was that your way of calling me a scrap?”Lyla paused, recollecting, and then let out a soft laugh—it was what she'd said during that heated exchange with the other women on the cruise. She wasn’t surprised Carlo knew about it; with his watchful eye, every moment on the ship was probably within his grasp. What amused her was his lingering irritation over the remark. Sm
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 80. The Calm Before the Storm
After that day, the South Americans disappeared, and even Hudson was nowhere to be seen. It seemed Carlo’s troubles were temporarily resolved, bringing a newfound lightness to his spirit. He settled down on the island with Lyla, savoring a fleeting peace.Island life was idyllic, unhurried, and lovely. Though the weather was hot and humid, the scenery was breathtaking. The locals were warm-hearted, the children full of life—some even cheekily called Carlo "Dad" and Lyla "Mom" when they grew especially playful.Lyla and Carlo would often stroll through the island’s market together, selecting fresh ingredients, then giving the staff the day off to prepare their meals themselves. Carlo, who’d inherited his mother’s talent for art, often sketched portraits of Lyla, capturing her expressions and beauty with delicate precision. Sometimes, he’d take her to hidden spots on the island, sharing stories from his childhood or taking her to explore his secret haunts. Their days passed like those of
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 81. The Accident
The cruise back moved swiftly, reaching the shore in just five days. Afterward, Lyla and Carlo took a flight to the nearest city to Westheaven.With the new semester just around the corner, Lyla's break was coming to an end, but she hadn’t come back for classes. She planned to hand in her resignation. Although the school had emailed her after her case was discharged, inviting her to stay on, Lyla couldn’t let go of the bitterness. The school’s cold reaction and swift suspension notice during the investigation had left her heartbroken. They had seemed eager to distance themselves, not even offering her legal assistance. She no longer felt she belonged there and intended to spend some time with her mother before deciding her next steps.Westheaven College was over a three-hour drive from the airport. Carlo, wanting to spend some time alone with Lyla, dismissed all the bodyguards and drove her to the school himself.As the car pulled up by the campus gate, Carlo insisted on going in with
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 82. Mother's Plan
When Carlo opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was an intense white light, stark and endless, as though he were suspended in a pure void—a sensation so surreal he almost thought he’d reached heaven. But the sharp, searing pain in his body quickly pulled him back to reality. His vision gradually focused, and he noticed his right leg bound tightly in plaster, suspended in mid-air, while a thick bandage wrapped around his head sent waves of heat and pressure. Any slight movement caused his head to throb as if it would split open.Nearby, he could hear Valentina’s soft sobs, as if she had been crying for hours. Her voice was weak, yet tinged with relentless sorrow. When she saw Carlo was awake, her quiet sobbing turned into relieved, almost frantic weeping as she clasped his hand, tears streaming down her face. “Son, you’re finally awake. I’m so sorry. I never thought things would turn out like this... I almost—almost lost you.”The meaning of her words eluded him, but Carlo gripped
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 83. Carlo's Compromise
"Hello, son." Leonardo's voice was stern over the phone, a tone that carried more authority than concern. "Your mother said you needed to speak with me. But I think your top priority now should be recovering. Wouldn’t you agree?"Carlo felt a faint warmth at his father’s rare display of concern, something that softened him, if only briefly. His voice trembled slightly as he replied, "Father, I'm alright now, I—"Leonardo quickly interrupted. "I disagree. You must understand just how dangerous that little street race of yours was. You may have survived this time, but luck won’t always be on your side. I hope you take this as a lesson if—""Father!" Carlo’s voice rose, cutting him off, frustration leaking through. "You know I didn’t call to discuss that. Lyla—Lyla was taken. Blake has her." His chest tightened in agony, forcing him to suppress the urge to cough, desperate not to miss a single word of his father’s response.There was a pause. Leonardo said nothing about who Lyla was but
My Mafia Dominant Is Back 1. He's Back
"Bend over."The man's voice echoed behind her, magnetic and irresistible.Lyla Sinclair trembled, feeling the coarse texture of the small leather whip grazing across her hips, again and again, each stroke both a threat and a tease.She instinctively leaned forward, her hands pressed against the couch. Her underwear and skirt had somehow been removed, leaving her in a shameful, exposed position.The man’s broad hand caressed her buttocks, gently patting her as if calming a prized mare, a mix of punishment and reward.In this intoxicating caress, Lyla gradually abandoned her shame. Summoning her courage, she leaned back and, with a trembling voice, said, “Let me see you.”The next second, the whip landed hard on her skin, making her gasp in pain.“Watch your tone,” the man said coolly, “What should you call me?”The pain sharpened her mind. Lyla knew the rules of this game well—she should address him as Master. But her innate pride and shame kept her from uttering the word.The whip lin
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