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SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS The Wait
*The same day**DANTE’S POV*My mother’s funeral had been a blur of grief and alcohol, a cocktail of emotions that had left me feeling more hollow than I had ever felt before. It was in a haze of despair that I had crossed the line with Camilla. I had no time for relationships. They were draining and a liability.Her presence, though innocent at first, became a source of comfort that I sought out Like it was a norm. I chose to act oblivious to the night we shared because I didn’t want her to get involved in my world. The darkness of my dealings and the dangers that lurked in every corner of my life were not things I wanted to expose her to. “She was too good for that”. But now it was too late. As much as I didn’t want to believe the words she spoke I could tell she wasn’t lying about our child. And it would only be a matter of time for her to step right into the world I wanted her to have nothing to do with. I leaned back in my chair, the weight of the week settling heavily on my
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-10-29SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS Conversation
*The Same day**CAMILLA’S P.O.V.*"What is Tom doing here now?" I growled, as my heartbeat thumped at my ribcage. Obviously, one wouldn't have the faintest idea what this uneasy conversation might be. Tom just wouldn't pop up like that for nothing, and that wasn't good.My father, John, stood from the table, leaving me with just a glance as he went out to greet his visitor. Something just didn't click in my mind. I couldn't let it be so until I knew what they had cooked up. I had to know."I'll be right back, Camilla," my father said with a smile that never reached his eyes. "Mr. Lockwood and I have business to discuss.""Oh, of course, Daddy," I replied sweetly, forcing my lips upwards in a lie.The moment he was out of sight, my mask finally cracked. I leaned over Jasper's crib and pressed my lips to the softness of his forehead. "Stay here, my love," I whispered, laying him back gently as he settled into a quiet sleep.I crept away toward the hall, every step in a way heavier, clo
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-10-29SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS Arrangement
*CAMILLA'S POV.*“Look at you, sweet boy," I cooed and spooned another bit of baby milk into Jasper's mouth. Tiny fingers wrapped around the spoon as he made an enthusiastic little noise, his mouth stretching wide in a grin. "You're eating so good today! My big, strong boy."The quirk of his lips set a smile across mine, though my mind was thick with thoughts. Pulling him close against my chest, I planted a kiss on his chubby cheek. "We're going to be just fine," I whispered, though the moment the words left my lips, I knew what was to come would settle upon me like a weight.My father hadn't said anything yet. He thought I didn't know, but I knew all the same. I'd overheard him speaking with Mr. Lockwood weeks in advance. Arranged marriage. Tom Lockwood. Business alliance. The words struck a chill in my blood, dropping me back into the life I thought I'd left behind.I'd be there to do Father's bidding, no more than a chess piece in his big game plan.Not this time. This time I had
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-10-29SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS Envelope
*DANTE’S POV*I stood at the office window, staring out into the teeming city below me. My mind, however, was miles away. It appeared to me in the form of Camilla, her words, the DNA test, all hanging over my head like a cloud that refused to go away. Two weeks had passed since I had mailed those hair samples to get the test. Long, agonizing weeks in which patience was something with which I had no choice.I had just reached for my coat, ready to call it a day and head home, when the creaking sound cut into my musings."Boss," Alex said, coming into the room with a brown envelope in his hand, while his face was a mask of unreadability.I turned slowly, knowing full well what he had in his hand. It felt heavier than it should like my whole future was weightily enclosed inside."Is that it?" I asked in a low voice.Alex nodded, reaching inside his jacket and laying the envelope on my desk. "The report from the hospital. The DNA test results."I stared at it a second, my stomach beginnin
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-10-29SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS Dinner Date
CAMILLA'S POV.A somber, high-class restaurant smells of exclusiveness. Each step I took felt like more and more weight being pressed down on me, as if with each step further inside, the more the weight of my past life weighed me down. There was complete silence, eerily so; tables devoid of any guests to speak of, save for one man sitting at a table right in the middle.Tom Lockwood.Of course, my father had it arranged so the whole place was empty. He was always planning things well: never any distractions, not even the opportunity for an escape. But I wasn't here to try and resist. At least, not outwardly.Tom's gaze rose from his phone as I approached; his dark eyes locking with mine. Then, a smirk played on his lips after that, smooth, cold, rehearsed as I remembered. Standing up, his towering frame seemed to ooze confidence. The buttoning of the suit jacket still chanted superiority. Every move shrieked control."Camilla," he greeted me in a smooth, emphatic, rehearsed tone. "Yo
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-10-29SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS Relief
CAMILLA'S POV.Dante's message still swam in my head the following morning, as I was feeding Jasper. The mere thought of seeing Dante again tied my stomach up in knots. And as I sat there with Jasper's small fists wrapped around my fingers as he suckled, I couldn't help but turn my mind to what this might mean for us, what he was going to say.I laid Jasper down to nap, my mind already running. Dante wanted to meet me at a café across town. I knew what it was going to be about and I'd prepared myself as much as I could, but even as I locked the door behind me my chest was tightening into a nervous vice.I was late. I rounded the bend, and there Dante was, already seated at a window table, commanding attention when he wasn't even trying. Casually attired in a black leather jacket, his angular jawline tensed as he checked his phone for the time. He looked no different than he ever had, except that I felt like I was seeing something new tonight: a gravity in his eyes. At least I hadn't
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-10-29SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS Family Meeting
*CAMILLA'S POV.*I stood in front of the mirror. My reflection stared back at me. I no longer recognized that woman in the glass, so far from who I used to be. The modest dress, soft curls framing my face, an innocent smile; all this was a costume. But necessary. I needed to play that part tonight. And that meant being a compliant little girl in front of Tom and his family, perhaps even more so in front of my own father."Cam, we have to go," my father yelled from the hallway.I took a deep breath, ready for what was inevitable. Tonight wasn't just a dinner, but a performance, and I should darn well make sure I played my part to perfection.I went down the stairs, and he looked back with that cold look of his. But he said nothing, and that expectation hung between us there, an unseen anchor. I followed him wordlessly out to the car, my heart racing at the thought of having to face Tom, my stomach somersaulting with every thought of him.The ride to the Lockwood mansion was dead silent
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-10-29SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS Betrayed
CAMILLA'S POVIt was exactly how it felt: garish, ice-cold, and full of pomposity. Tom had his arm over me, some sort of prized possession he just had to show the world. I glued a fake smile on my lips as we went into the ballroom and the moment heads turned. Every inch of that room screamed money and power, something Tom desired most yet was the only thing I abhorred."Remember," he whispered into my ear, his fingers digging into my waist, "speak only when spoken to. We would not want you saying something foolish."I nodded, trying to let the expression on my face be meek. Inside, a war was going on, with the clutch that felt controlling, and the way he told me to do this and that, it was all so intolerable. All the same, I knew I needed to play along, for the time being at least.In a flash, Tom's colleagues came towards us, a Murmuration of pinstriped men hooting with laughter at jokes that weren't funny. Lapping this up, lapping up praise and adoration."And this must be your love
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2024-10-29
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SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS 111: Silent Sorrow
Camilla's POVIt had become a prison of memories. Every day, the walls seemed to shut in tighter, heavier, bearing me down under the burden of my sorrow. Wherever I looked, there was Jasper: his toys scattered over the bedroom floor, his little shoes standing all in a line by the door as if he would burst through it at any moment, smiling; that bright smile that brightens the darkest of days.He never did, though.And this silence was unbearably loud.Dante hadn't said a word to me since that night in his study. Now he barely even acknowledged that I existed, bypassing me with an empty gaze, his features set into a permanent mask of stone-as if I wasn't there. Yet his pain was wrapped around him like a second skin; I knew mine did the same. But rather than pulling us together, the opposite seemed true, farther into our private hells.I had spent most of my time in Jasper's room; it was the only place I could still feel him, still pretend this nightmare hadn't swallowed us whole. I cou
SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS 110: HOPE IN ASSUMPTIONS
Camilla's POVI did not want to go into that study again. Not after the way he had left me in tatters last night. And yet my feet moved of their own accord, as if fueled by something deep inside of me I couldn't suppress. Desperation, maybe. Perhaps I just wanted him to say anything, anything, which would not cut me to the core.I didn't knock; I merely opened the door and stepped inside the darkened room. He stood by the window, his back to me, one hand clutched on the frame, the other wrapped around a glass of whiskey. His shoulders were tight, his posture unyielding. He didn't turn around."I told you to leave me alone," he said, his voice flat but threaded with exhaustion."I won't," I whispered, shaking. "We need to talk.""There's nothing to say." His voice went sharp though he didn't turn to me. "You've said enough."I swallowed hard and made myself keep going. "Dante, you can't shut me out like this all the time. We need each other, we are both suffering.”He whirled on his he
SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS 109: Desperate for Answers
Camilla's POVThat night was unbearably hot, and the silence seemed to cleave on, choking. I wasn't able to stay put in my room and started pacing. It seemed like the walls in my room were closing in on me, and the seconds dragged like an eternity.I just could not bear it. I had to talk with Dante.I slipped out into the dark hall, my fingers of one hand tightening on the edge of my robe, quietly and silently. I stood outside Dante's study, my heart pounding in my chest. The door was open, and the thin light spilled into the hall, so I took another big breath and went in.Slumped over his desk were papers everywhere: wrinkled shirt, sleeves rolled up the elbows, mussed long hair from running his hands through it. Anger tautened the leanness in his face; tension spoke silently of an emotion managed but little below the surface."Dante," I whispered as I entered.His head came up; eyes slitted. "What is it that you are doing here?”My throat was dry as I swallowed. "I can't stand the
SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS Chapter 108
DANTE'S POV.Standing right at the edge of the river, where my boots sank into damp earth, my fists had a whitened knuckle.Alex's voice cut through the steady rush of the water. "Dante, we have scoured the area. “Are you sure we are in the right place?"I nodded stiffly, gaze affixed on the water. "Yes, I'm sure. I am not leaving until we find something."Anthony wearily came up to me, worn out but set. "We've been here for hours. Maybe we should fall back, re-plan, and…”"No." My voice was colder than ice, and it cut the tension. "We keep searching."Anthony exchanged a glance with Alex, but neither of them dared do more. They knew better. This wasn't a democracy; this was an order.The necklace.It's a tracking device that, while planted inside Jasper's necklace months in advance for any incidents like this, which I'm so grateful for now, I would never have believed this could ever be a necessity if the tracker hadn't led me here. It is the only thread that I knew, and still now us
SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS 107: THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US
Camilla’s POVMy hand pressed against the cool wood of Dante's office door, my heart slamming hard against my chest like it would burst free any second. It had been a week since the incident, a week since Dante had walked out of this very room, leaving me on the floor sobbing my heart out. He hadn't looked at me, hadn't said a word to me since."Dante…" I whispered, barely loud enough for even me to hear it. I dropped my hand, stepped back, and swallowed against the lump in my throat. He wouldn't open it. He never did.I listened every night to the heavy footsteps pacing in the study, the low of his voice speaking with Alex and Anthony over plans. Working tirelessly to find Jasper but never including me. This wasn't my mission.I'd tried to help with anything I could get my hands on, yet every time Dante would dismiss me with no more than a curt shake of his head or a cold glance.I'd become invisible in his eyes.And still, I refused to let go. Not with my son, not with him.I breath
SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS 106: Shattered Trust
Camilla’s POVThis was a battlefield of a room, where every second was elongated by oppressive silence that seemed to extend interminably. Dante stood tall and rigid, his eyes ablaze with that controlled anger so much more terrifying than when he yelled. His fists were knotted at his sides, every single one of his muscles straining against the explosion.I shook right there where I was standing; my heart went hard as a football in my chest, to the point it would explode any moment. I could hardly look into his eyes, but turning away felt worse because I'd be admitting defeat, which wasn't any better. Still, I attempted to say something."Dante, please-" No more than a whisper, my voice even cracked.He raised one hand, and I subsided wordlessly. His eyes narrowed to ice-cold, unforgiving slivers that cut without restraint. "Don't. Just… don't. Start explaining." His voice was dead-cold, flat, yet somehow more terrifying than a shout.I swallowed audibly, trying to stabilize myself. "I
SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS 105: INNOCENT MISTAKE
. CAMILLA’S POVAnger brewed in Dante's storm, it was beyond darkening skies. Of course, it was in his eyes, all afire, and also in his stance-broad shoulders tense, fists clenched at his sides, as though physically holding himself from an explosion. Every single nerve in my body seemed to burn with anticipation of the inevitable impact of his anger against the truth so about to be laid bare."Where were you when all this was happening?" Dante's voice was low and modulated, but the menace behind wasn't to be mistaken. His words rumbled into the room as he took a step closer to Anthony, who seemed stuck in place, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple.Mumbling, Anthony's voice broke beneath the dead weight of Dante's glare. "I-I was-"Don't stutter!" Dante snapped, the edge of his voice slicing through the air. My body jerked at the sharpness of it. "Answer me!""I'm sorry, Boss. I didn't think-" Anthony cut himself off, face white as he realized how incriminating his words sounded.
SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS 104: A Nightmare
CAMILLA POVAnthony's voice still echoed in my head as I sprang from my office chair, my heart pounding hard enough to drown out anything else around me.“You need to come to the mansion now," he'd said, an urgency keening his voice that made me not wait for an explanation.I snatched up my keys and ran for my car, my mind racing with scenarios, each one worse than the last. Time crawled, though I was doing a hundred. The outside world blurred and I didn't focus on anything other than that growing knot of dread clutching my chest.I skidded into the mansion driveway, my hands shaking. This was the stuff of my worst nightmares.The front doors were open, their edges splintered. Blood smeared the white tiles of the entryway and the metallic scent of violence hung heavy in the air.“God, no,” I whimpered, My legs were jelly as I flung myself inside.In an instant, Anthony was by my side, all paled and anxious. His shirt was stained with blood. "Ma'am-What's going on?" I screamed, shaki
SAVING MY MAFIA BOSS 103: The Calm Before the Storm
Camilla's POVI stepped out onto the asphalt-heels clicking softly, scanning my surroundings at the dock: salty and oily smells overlaid one another, with metallic undernotes of danger. Dante's men moved industriously around me. Voices sharp, cut through the morning air as they worked ready shipment. Red drug-sized crates going onto unmarked trucks, all rather well-planned.Anthony stood beside me, crossing his arms as sharp eyes scanned the view. "All clear, ma'am," he said. "Nothing out of order."I nodded, my lips pressed tight, but the knot in my stomach wouldn't untie. "Keep watching. I don't trust this."Anthony turned to me, his face wary. "Ma'am, are you sure there is something to be concerned about? Mr. Draven has done this a hundred times. He knows how to handle things like this.""He doesn't know everything," I said under my breath, for my ears more than anything.Anthony merely raised an eyebrow and said nothing. He jerked his head toward a cluster of men standing off to t
