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Cross’ POV From the balcony of my penthouse, the world below seemed small—insignificant. But no matter how high I stood above it all, I couldn’t shake the gnawing frustration crawling beneath my skin. Mira. Her name alone made my jaw clench, and my grip tighten around the glass of whiskey in my hand. She had played her game well—too well—and I was still in the dark about what the hell she was up to. “Boss.” Leo’s voice cut through the haze of my thoughts, and I turned to see him standing at the glass door leading to the balcony. Leo was another man. Gustav was still busy somewhere. He looked sharp, as always—broad shoulders, clean suit, and a face that didn’t flinch even when staring down the barrel of a gun. “What did you find?” I asked, my voice low but sharp enough to slice through the tension in the air. Leo stepped forward, holding a sleek black tablet. “Mira’s been busy, boss. Meetings, calls, offshore accounts—we’ve traced some activity to North Bay.” I frowned. “North B
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss 025
Cross’ POV The drive back from Mira’s safe house was silent except for the low hum of the engine and the faint sound of Leo tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. The warehouse encounter played on repeat in my head—Mira’s defiance, Caspar’s panic, and the maps scattered across that table. North Bay. Offshore accounts. Rival gangs. It wasn’t adding up, and that infuriated me. Mira wasn’t stupid. She was reckless, manipulative, and a damn good liar—but never stupid. Whatever deal she was brokering wasn’t just a simple power grab. It was bigger. Messier. And it had me written all over it. The question wasn’t what she was planning—it was why. Leo glanced at me briefly as we turned onto the main road. “Boss, Caspar’s being held at our East Side warehouse. You want me to start working on him tonight?” I shook my head, staring out at the city lights rushing past us. “No. Let him stew for a while. Caspar’s the kind of rat that talks better when he’s had time to marinate in his
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss 026
Ari’s POV I could feel him; his touch subtle, his masculine finger tenderly drawing traces over my skin, sliding up between my thighs, drawing in closer and closer… The sharp ring of my phone cut through the haze of sleep, yanking me out of whatever fragile dream I’d been clinging to. I blinked against the pale light filtering through my curtains, fumbling for my phone on the nightstand. “Ariana,” I croaked into the receiver, my voice thick with sleep. “Ari, it’s Gina. You need to get down to the station. Now.” Her voice was unusually tight, her usual playful sarcasm absent. I sat up, my heart already starting to race. “What’s going on?” “You’ll see when you get here. Just hurry.” The line went dead. I was in the station in no time, marching my way through. Officers clustered in small groups, murmuring in hushed tones while a few others rushed past with files tucked under their arms. Whatever had happened, it was big. Gina spotted me from across the bullpen and waved me over
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss 027
Cross’ POV I stood near the edge of the warehouse’s loading dock, staring out at the distant horizon. The police had been here earlier in the morning. The yellow crime scene tape still hung around the area but now, they were gone and somehow, I needed to be here in this site to think through. Gustav stood to my left, arms crossed, while Leo leaned against a rusted metal beam, flicking open and shut a lighter in rhythmic clicks. “Nothing?” I asked, my voice sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Nothing,” Gustav said, his voice heavy with frustration. “We combed the entire damn waterfront, Cross. If Caspar’s still out there, he’s either deep in hiding or halfway across the state by now.” Leo let out a low chuckle, his eyes fixed on the flickering flame of his lighter. “Rats like him don’t drown easy, boss. He’s out there, licking his wounds and figuring out his next move.” That wasn’t good enough. Caspar wasn’t just some disposable pawn. He was the middleman—an essential thr
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Cross’ POVThe night was thick with silence, broken only by the faint hum of neon lights flickering above the alleyway. Ariana stood a few feet away from me, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her face cast in shadows. The dim glow illuminated her sharp features, and I could see the fire burning in her eyes—anger, fear, and something else she wouldn’t admit to.“Talk to me,” I said, my voice low but firm.Ariana hesitated, her gaze flickering away briefly before locking back onto mine. “What else do you want me to say?”I stayed silent, letting her continue.“He saw me that night at the bar. He recognized me.” Her voice wavered slightly, but she pressed on. “And now he’s blackmailing me, Cross. He’s holding it over my head—saying he’ll go to the precinct, tell Aaron, tell everyone that I was there. That I was involved.”I let out a sharp breath, my fists clenching at my sides. Bruno. That slimy bartender had crossed a line he couldn’t uncross.“And you paid him off?” I asked, al
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Ari’s POVMorning…Another day after I and Cross’ encounter the previous night.I sat on the edge of my bed, clutching a steaming mug of coffee as the chaos of the last few days clawed at the edges of my mind. Bruno. Cross. Jonathan. Every corner of my life felt tangled with their shadows, and I was so damn tired of it.I took a slow sip from my mug, letting the bitterness ground me.No more.No more Cross barging into my life with his infuriating arrogance and feigned heroic warnings. No more Jonathan with his deceit and hollow apologies. No more Bruno holding a knife over my career with his greasy fingers wrapped around the truth.Today, I was a cop. Just a cop. And I was going to act like it.With that encouragement, I picked myself up for the day.The precinct was its usual symphony of noise—phones ringing, officers arguing over cold cases, someone cursing at the coffee machine for eating their coins. It was chaotic and predictable, and for the first time in days, I felt a shred o
Last Updated : 2025-01-12Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss 030
Cross’ POVA cold breeze drifted in through the cracked window of my car as I sat parked across the street from Bruno’s dingy little bar. Bruno was inside, probably wiping down dirty counters or pouring cheap whiskey.Whatever.Ariana’s words from the night before echoed in my head.“Don’t touch me. Don’t follow me. And don’t fix this.”But Ariana didn’t understand the weight of what she was caught in—or just how dangerous Bruno could be if left unchecked.I wasn’t about to let some two-bit bartender with a loose tongue and greasy palms ruin her life.No, I thought, lighting a cigarette and letting the smoke drift into the cold night air. I’m not staying out of this.For hours, I kept watch. Bruno moved in predictable patterns—working behind the bar, taking smoke breaks out back, and occasionally slipping into a side alley to make a phone call.Around noon, he left the bar entirely and headed toward the market district. I followed at a safe distance, my car blending easily with the mi
Last Updated : 2025-01-13Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss 031
Ari’s POVGod, when does this end?As I stepped into the station the next day, the first person my eyes beheld was Bruno.Bruno.He was sitting across the bullpen, casually leaning against the front desk, chatting up one of the rookies. His smirk carried that same greasy confidence, and yet, something about him seemed off. His hands were fidgety, his eyes red-rimmed, and he kept sniffing like he was fighting off a cold.Drugs.I’d seen it before. The jittery movements, the hollowed eyes, the paranoia simmering just under the surface. Bruno wasn’t just a small-time crook with loose lips—he was a desperate man riding the edge of a crumbling cliff.I couldn’t let him drag me down with him.As I walked over, my boots clicking against the linoleum floor, he spotted me and gave me that same crooked grin.“Detective,” he said softly, his voice low enough so no one else would hear. “We need to talk. Alone.”I clenched my jaw. Here we go again.The air outside was sharp and cold, biting agains
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Cross’ POVThe roar of the engine filled my ears as I sped down the deserted road, the air slashing across my face. My mind was a storm, thoughts slamming into each other. Ari was in trouble. I didn’t know where, I didn’t know how, but I could feel it. The moment I saw that unknown number flash on my screen, I knew. And when the call disconnected before a voice could even come through, I didn’t hesitate. With a flick of my wrist, I activated the tracker embedded in my device, hacking into the last known coordinates of the signal.The result made my blood run cold.A forest. The middle of nowhere. And a part of me already knew who had taken her.Jonathan.If Mira could have worked with someone… Could it be him?The bastard wasn’t dead. Not yet. But I was about to fix that.I pushed the bike harder, trees blurring past me in dark smudges. The location was getting closer, the beeping on my tracker speeding up. My gut clenched as a shadowy structure came into view. An uncompleted buildi
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Ari’s POVI ran.Blindly. Desperately. My breath came in ragged gasps, my legs screaming for rest, but I didn't dare stop. What I didn’t expect outside the building was a stretch of green - the woods…I cursed.Behind me, his voice slithered through the trees, taunting, sing-song, twisted in its mockery."Ari, come out, come out wherever you are…"A shudder ripped through me. He was enjoying this. The chase. The fear. The sheer power he had over me.I pushed forward, stumbling over uneven ground. My body ached, but I forced myself onward, lungs burning, heart hammering against my ribs. If I stopped, I was dead.Up ahead, a fallen tree loomed. I dropped to my knees, crawling underneath, pressing myself against the damp earth. I clenched my fists, holding my breath. Maybe, just maybe, I could disappear into the shadows.The silence stretched.Then—a hand clamped around my ankle.A scream tore from my throat as I was yanked backward, my nails clawing at the ground, grasping for anything
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Ariana’s POVDarkness.It was thick, suffocating, pressing against me like a second skin.My wrists burned from the restraints, bound so tightly I could feel the circulation slowing. My ankles were the same—tied, restrained, useless. My breath was uneven, a mix of panic and frustration, chest rising and falling against the gag tied around my mouth.I tried to move. Failed.I tried again, twisting my body, but all it did was send a sharp pain shooting through my shoulders.Where the hell was I?The last thing I remembered was stepping into my apartment. Then—darkness.Now I was here.And I wasn’t alone.A noise—a rustling, a whimper—echoed through the blackness.Then, a voice. Weak. Trembling. Familiar.“…Ari?”My body froze.That voice.That broken, barely-there whisper.Kaelie.My head snapped toward the sound, my eyes adjusting to the dimness of what little light seeped through the cracks of wherever the fuck we were.And then—I saw her.Tied. Beaten. Bloody.She was slumped against
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Cross’ POVAs I ran through to the car, I already spotted what was coming. If Mira already knew about Ari, she had definitely told the Don, and the Don was already in the picture. If the Don was in the picture, they were coming for me. I and the Don had made an agreement, and that was to stay faithful to Mira.That agreement was broken.In no time, the Don’s men would be here.The air was thick with gasoline and sweat as I slipped into the car. My fingers tightened around the steering wheel as I reached for my phone, barely suppressing the rush of adrenaline flooding my veins.The Don may be on me, but I also had my plans.And it was time to put it in motion.The call rang once before Gustav answered.“It’s time.”There was no hesitation. No questions. Only a sharp exhale from the other end of the line before the call cut off.And then—The roar of engines.Headlights flared in the distance, then multiplied like wildfire. The Don’s men poured in from every alley, every street, surroun
Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss 162
Cross’ POVThe city streets were still drenched in the silence of the early morning when I arrived at the hideout. My body ached from exhaustion, but my mind was sharper than ever.Leo was dead.That truth weighed on me like chains, heavy and unrelenting. I had spent years crawling out of the grave only to return and find the ones I left behind buried instead.Leo should have been here. Laughing. Drinking. Breathing.Instead, we were about to put him in the ground.I entered the dimly lit warehouse, my boots echoing against the cold concrete. Gustav was already there, leaning against a wooden crate, a cigarette burning low between his fingers.He looked up at me, his sharp eyes unreadable. "You're back."I nodded. "Get the men ready. We're taking Leo home."Gustav exhaled a cloud of smoke before flicking the cigarette away. “Took you long enough, boss. I gat you, anyway.” he muttered, pushing off the crate. “I’ll round them up.”Within minutes, my men—Leo’s men—our family—began to gat
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Ari's POVThe world was still wrapped in the quiet, heavy embrace of the early morning when I stirred. My body felt warm, blanketed by the remnants of a presence so familiar yet so distant that, for a moment, I thought I was still dreaming.And then I felt it.A slow, steady breath against my neck.The warmth of a body pressed against mine.An arm lazily draped over my waist.Reality settled in.I didn't dare move—not yet. I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, my heart swelling, aching, twisting. He was here. Cross was here. Alive. In my bed.The night had been a storm of emotions, fists, accusations, and unbridled relief. And now, here we were, tangled in the stillness, as if the world hadn’t turned upside down just hours ago.Slowly, I turned my head, and there he was.Cross.His face, barely inches from mine, softened in sleep. His long lashes cast faint shadows on his sharp cheekbones, his lips slightly parted, chest rising and falling in a rhythm that had once been the most c
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Ari's POVOnce we reached the bed, he pushed me down before pulling his trouser and boxer off, and then climbing on top of me, his hard length rubbing against my thigh."Spread your legs for me." Cross ordered, his eyes locked on mine as he waited for me to comply.I obeyed, opening my legs wide, exposing my pussy to him.He reached down and ran his finger over my folds, his cock twitching when he saw how wet I was."You're dripping." He smiled, bringing his fingers to his mouth and he licked them clean.He leaned forward, his face only inches from mine. "Are you ready for me, Ari?""Yes," I gasped, my body aching for him.Cross grinned and gripped his cock, he slid the tip along my folds, teasing me to further wetness before pushing himself inside me, his eyes closing and his face tightening as he felt me wrap around his cock."So tight," he groaned. "And so wet.""Yeah." I cried out, arching my back as he started thrusting.His thrusts were slow and steady at first, but they gradual
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Ari's POVThe taste of him was intoxicating.The way his tongue slid against mine, his teeth scraping across my lower lip.I didn’t realize that I was pressed up against the wall until his hand slid up the back of my shirt, fingers playing across the bare skin of my back.I gasped."Cross."His name slipped out. It felt like a plea. Or a prayer. But I didn't care.I didn't care at all what it meant or felt like.Right now, all that mattered was him and how he was making me feel.The way his lips were on mine.The way his body pressed against me.Cross's mouth moved to my neck, his teeth grazing over the sensitive skin. I arched into him, heat flooding through me as I have into my desires.It wasn't enough.It would never be enough. Not with Cross.I tugged at the hem of his shirt, my hands slipping underneath to touch the smooth, hard muscles beneath."Take it off," I breathed out, my voice thick with lust. Raw and heavy.Cross pulled back, a smirk on his lips."Are you sure?""Yes,"
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Ari's POVThe night stretched on, endless and suffocating. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to close my eyes for more than a few seconds without a wave of paranoia washing over me. My body was exhausted, but my mind refused to shut down. Every creak, every distant honk of a car outside sent a shiver down my spine. I could still feel the weight of what had happened—Kaelie missing, the attack at her house, and then…Cross.The name burned inside my head like fire. It wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be possible. He was dead. I had seen him buried… No, the body was “evidence.” But I had mourned him, shattered myself trying to move on. I had told myself a thousand times that he was gone. But tonight, he was there—flesh, blood, and rage. My rescuer. My nightmare. My ghost.Or was it him?Jeez… What was I doing to myself?A shuddering breath escaped my lips.Perhaps, I just needed to sleep and wake up and everything will be alright.But then I heard it.A noise. A faint rustling
