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Chapter 41: Running Out of Time
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The Mafia Debt Chapter 42: Gone
CassianParking the car in a rush, I bolted out, my steps quick and purposeful. The crowds at the airport were a blur as I scanned for any sign of Aria. The thought of her slipping away sent a jolt of panic through me that I wasn't used to feeling.I spotted Viktor waiting at a spot near the entrance and hurried over. "Any updates?" I asked, my voice urgent.Viktor nodded, his expression grim. "We've tracked her movements to Terminal C. She's bought a one-way ticket, but we don't know where to yet.""Fuck," I muttered, running a hand through my hair. "How long ago?""About twenty minutes."My jaw clenched, frustration boiling inside. "Find out where she's headed. I don't care what you have to do."Viktor nodded again, already reaching for his phone to relay the instructions. I scanned the terminal directory overhead, my heart pounding with a strange mix of worry and determination."Call airport security," I ordered. "Tell them—""Already tried, boss," Viktor interrupted. "They won't h
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ARIA"Move." The man who'd just knocked out my kidnapper grabs my elbow, steering me through dark corridors. My head still throbs, but I can feel my rising anger burning brighter than the pain.I dig in my heels. "I can walk by myself.""Clearly." His grip doesn't loosen. "But this way's faster.""In here." He pushes open a heavy metal door. The room is small, bare except for a cot and what looks like a makeshift bathroom behind a partition. My stomach churns at the sight. He tosses some clothes at me. "Change."I clutch the bundle, fighting back tears. "Turn around.""You've got two minutes." When he doesn't move, I swallow my pride and begged. "Please."He turns his back, but stays by the door. No escape route for me.My hands shake as I peel off my bloodied work uniform. The clothes he's given me are plain sweats, worn but clean. They smell like laundry detergent, so jarringly normal it makes my head spin."Time's up."I've barely finished pulling on the shirt. It's huge on me, m
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Aria "Wake up, you have a visitor," Lucas's voice jolted me awake. "Hurry, I don't have the whole day," he added impatiently.I sat up slowly, my eyes adjusting to the sudden light flooding the room. My prison for the past—how long had it been? Days blurred together in this windowless hell.Standing before me was a tall man with dark hair tied back in a ponytail, silver streaks catching the harsh overhead light. His tailored suit was out of place in this dump, but the cold calculation in his eyes belonged perfectly.I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as Lucas made his half-assed introduction."Alright, this is Aria, and I will leave you to it," Lucas stated abruptly, turning to me with a stern look. "Get your shit together and start moving."My heart hammered against my ribs. This was it—whatever "it" was, it couldn't be good."Where am I going? Who is this man? Can I speak with your boss?" The questions tumbled out of me while my brain frantically searched for any esca
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CassianParking the car in a rush, I bolted out, my steps quick and purposeful. The crowds at the airport were a blur as I scanned for any sign of Aria. The thought of her slipping away sent a jolt of panic through me that I wasn't used to feeling.I spotted Viktor waiting at a spot near the entrance and hurried over. "Any updates?" I asked, my voice urgent.Viktor nodded, his expression grim. "We've tracked her movements to Terminal C. She's bought a one-way ticket, but we don't know where to yet.""Fuck," I muttered, running a hand through my hair. "How long ago?""About twenty minutes."My jaw clenched, frustration boiling inside. "Find out where she's headed. I don't care what you have to do."Viktor nodded again, already reaching for his phone to relay the instructions. I scanned the terminal directory overhead, my heart pounding with a strange mix of worry and determination."Call airport security," I ordered. "Tell them—""Already tried, boss," Viktor interrupted. "They won't h
The Mafia Debt Chapter 41: Running Out of Time
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The Mafia Debt Chapter 40: The Great Escape
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The Mafia Debt Chapter 36: Cold Light of Day
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He helped me, kicking them off before settling back between my thighs. The feel of him—hot and heavy against me—made me whimper with renewed desire."Protection?" I managed to ask, my brain still functioning enough for that much common sense.Cassian reached over to the nightstand, fumbling for a condom. I watched, entranced, as he rolled it on. Then he was positioning himself at my entrance, the blunt head of his cock pressing against me."Look at me," he commanded softly. I did, our eyes locking as he pushed inside, stretching me in a way that walked the exquisite line between pleasure and pain."Oh god," I breathed as he filled me completely, my body adjusting to his size.Cassian held still, giving me time to get used to the size of him, his arms trembling with the effort of restraint. "You okay?" he asked, concern lacing his voice."Better than okay," I assured him, rolling my hips experimentally. The movement drew a groan from him that I felt all the way to my core. "Please move
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CassianHer soft hands reached out, tentative at first, as if unsure of their place. Her touch against my arm sent a current through my body, her thumb tracing patterns that felt like whispers against my skin.As she climbed onto the bed, a fragrance of rosewood and vanilla enveloped me, a scent that felt like coming home after years in exile. At first, she tried to maintain a respectable distance. But when I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer, she didn't resist.She shifted in my arms, turning to face me. In the dim light, her eyes were luminous, searching mine. "Kiss me," she breathed, barely audible.Everything in me went still. Did I hear her right?"Aria...""Please," she whispered. "I need to know what it's like... when it's my choice."Those words shattered my resolve. After everything she'd been through—being taken against her will, being used as leverage, being beaten by Lion—she was asking for something on her terms. How could I deny her that?Slowly, giving her
