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Chapter 56: Woo Me
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The Mafia Debt Chapter 57: A Taste of Fairy Tales
Cassian stood at the bottom of the staircase, his jaw nearly hitting the floor as I descended. I'd found the blue dress in the back of the closet—dark as midnight and clinging to every curve before flowing out at my hips. His eyes tracked my movement with such intensity I could practically feel the heat of his gaze on my skin."Wow," he breathed out, his voice catching slightly. "You look stunning, Aria."A blush crept up my neck to my cheeks. I wasn't used to dressing up. It felt almost ridiculous to be wearing something so fancy when just days ago we'd been covered in blood."Thank you," I said as I reached the bottom step. "You don't look so bad yourself."That was the understatement of the century. The white button-down shirt stretched across his broad shoulders, sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms. Dark jeans hugged his legs in all the right places. He looked dangerous and delicious, like sin wrapped in casual elegance.He offered me his arm with an exaggerated bow. "Your ch
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We stopped beside a small fountain. The moonlight cast everything in silver, including Cassian's face as he turned to look at me."You keep looking at me like that, Aria," he said, "and I swear, your dress will be on the floor with you."Heat rushed to my cheeks, but I held his gaze. "Like what?" I asked innocently, though I knew exactly what I was doing.He stepped closer, bringing his body mere inches from mine. "Like you're imagining me taking you right here, up against that tree. Like you're daring me to show you what it feels like to come so hard you forget your own name."My breath hitched. "Is that so? And what exactly am I doing to make you say that?"He moved closer still. "You're driving me crazy with those eyes of yours," he murmured, his breath warm against my ear. "Every look, every smile, it's like you're daring me to lose control."I smirked, emboldened by the naked desire in his eyes. I stepped even closer until our bodies were flush against each other, feeling his har
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I jumped, my heart pounding in my chest. The voice was female, hard and devoid of sympathy. My eyes darted around the room, searching for the source."Who's there?" I demanded, my voice trembling despite my effort to sound brave.From the walk-in closet, a figure emerged, covered in darkness. The candle light making it hard to see her clearly. But I could feel the menace radiating from her."Who are you?" I asked again, desperately trying to keep my voice steady as I took a step back."Hello, Aria." The voice was familiar—too familiar."Chloe?" I gasped, disbelief washing over me. "What the hell are you doing here?"Cassian's on-again, off-again girlfriend stood before me, dressed all in black, her blonde hair pulled back in a tight ponytail. But what made my blood run cold was the pistol gripped in her right hand, pointed directly at my chest."Surprised to see me?" She smirked, her eyes cold as ice. "I bet you are."I took a step back, mind racing. Chloe was here, in Milan? How? Why
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-12The Mafia Debt Chapter 60: One Week Without Him
It has been a week. A week since Chloe broke into Cassian's house. A week since Cassian took the bullet meant for me. A week since Cassian lay near death in my arms.The scene replayed in my mind like a nightmare I couldn't escape. Cassian collapsing, blood pouring from his wound, staining his white shirt red. My hands trembling as I pressed against the hole in his chest, desperate to keep his life from slipping away."Cassian, stay with me," I had whispered, my voice breaking with each word.His eyes had found mine through the pain. "You need to call... for help," he'd managed.I remember staring at my blood-covered hands, panic rising in my throat. Who could I call? Not an ambulance—they'd ask questions. Not the police—they'd dig too deep. We were in a foreign country, at Cassian's private safe house. Who knows how many illegal stuff are stacked here? How many laws had been broken just getting here?My mind had raced frantically as I spotted Cassian's phone on the floor where it had
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AriaViktor gestured for me to follow him down a long hallway that led to double doors I had never seen before."He's in here," Viktor said.The doors open, and there he was. Cassian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window as he barked orders into his phone. He was dressed in a white button-down and dark slacks. He didn't look anything like someone who had been shot a week ago. No, in fact, he looked quite well and capable—powerful, even.I froze in the doorway, my breath catching in my throat. How could he be so composed after everything that had happened? How could he look so... unaffected?He must have sensed our presence because he abruptly ended his call. "Listen, I've got to go. Someone just came in. I'll call you back," hCassian turned to face us, his eyes locking onto mine for a split second before quickly sliding away. For that brief moment, time seemed to stand still. I searched his face desperately for any sign of the man who had whispered "I love you" to me as he bled in my
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-13The Mafia Debt Chapter 62: A Coward in Love
CASSIANStep one: Treat them like shit. Take a mile and in return give them nothing. Step two: To turn a good person into a weak person, treat them even shittier than you did before.That was what I just did. The most toxic shit ever. I stare at the amber liquid in my glass. Three fingers of whiskey, my fourth of the night.I run my finger over the scar on my chest. Still fresh and tender.The guilt is a living thing inside me, clawing at my insides every time I remember the look on her face when I told her I felt nothing. The absolute devastation in those eyes that once looked at me like I was something worth loving.She deserves someone who will treat her the way I want to—like a fucking queen. Her life would have been forever in danger with me, and I don't want that for her.It's been three weeks since I last saw her. Three weeks, two days, and approximately sixteen hours, but who's counting? Her calls stopped coming after the second week. The messages dried up shortly after.I gra
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ARIAMy nerves are unsettled at the thought of seeing him again. I need some courage. My feelings for him haven't changed. Call me stupid, but I still love him. What the heart desires, the heart wants. Hopefully, he hasn't moved on.I take another swig from the small flask I brought with me, the vodka burning down my throat. Liquid courage, isn't that what they call it? Three weeks of silence. Three weeks of crying myself to sleep. Three weeks of wondering what the hell went wrong.I'm done waiting for answers. I'm done with the voicemails that go unreturned and the texts that remain unread. Tonight, I'm getting answers, even if I have to break into his house to get them.The security is laughable—clearly, Cassian hasn't been thinking straight. The guard at the gate was easily distracted by a fake delivery call, and the side entrance was unlocked. Either he's gotten sloppy, or part of him wants me to find my way back to him.I stand at the edge of the property, staring up at the house
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The next morning, I blinked awake, momentarily disoriented before remembering where I was—back in Cassian's safehouse.I rolled over, burying my face in the pillow. Three days had passed since I'd walked out of his house, left him standing there looking broken. Three days of numbness filled by moments of blinding rage and crushing sadness.My phone buzzed on the nightstand. Another email from my university about re-enrollment for the upcoming semester. The cursor hovered over "reply" for a full minute before I closed the app. What was the point? The Aria who had a future of school felt like a stranger now.I dragged myself into the shower, letting scalding water pound against my skin until it turned pink. The bathroom mirror revealed dark circles under my eyes that no amount of concealer could hide. I looked haunted. Maybe I was."Get your shit together," I muttered to my reflection. "You survived before him. You'll survive after him."Two hours later, I smoothed down the front of my
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The Mafia Debt Chapter 88: The Beginning of Retribution
Cassian's POVI stood in the armor room, strapping on my holster and checking my weapons. The weight of my Glock felt reassuring against my ribs.Viktor entered, his face grim. Blood still caked his fingernails from the last interrogation. "Everyone's ready," he said. "The meeting room is set up."I nodded, adjusting my jacket. "Good. Let's get this done.""How's Aria?" he asked, following me into the hallway."Sleeping. Shadow's watching her." I paused, running a hand through my hair. "She doesn't know what I'm planning. Better that way."Viktor shot me a skeptical look. "You sure about that? Last time you kept her in the dark—""Don't." I cut him off. "Just... don't."As we walked through the mansion's corridors, my thoughts turned to the men I was about to meet. Each of them carried a beast inside, a dormant force that could be unleashed if provoked. It was a dangerous game, but one we were all willing to play.We entered the meeting room where Shadow, Dom, and the others were alre
The Mafia Debt Chapter 87: In the Arms of a Killer
Aria's POVCassian’s arm was draped over me protectively, but his body was rigid, muscles coiled tight like he was ready to spring into action at any moment.I turned to face him, placing a gentle hand on his chest. "Cassian, what happened tonight wasn't your fault," I whispered.He didn't respond, just stared at the ceiling with a haunted look in his eyes."Hey," I said, tapping his chest lightly. "Don't go all silent brooding on me now."That got a tiny reaction—the corner of his mouth twitched."Cassian, look at me," I urged, my hand moving to cup his cheek.Slowly, his gaze shifted to meet mine."I should've been there sooner," he said, voice gravelly. "I heard you scream and it was like... fuck, Aria, it was like someone ripped my heart out."I shook my head, my fingers tracing the stubble on his jaw. "But you came. That's what matters.""When I saw his hands on you..." His voice cracked. "I've killed men for less than breathing in your direction, and this piece of shit had his h
The Mafia Debt Chapter 86: Blood and Vows
CassianAria was still struggling in Ronald's grip when something inside me shattered.I'd been in dangerous situations before. I'd faced death more times than I cared to count. But nothing—nothing—had ever filled me with the raw, primal terror that seized me as I watched Ronald violate the woman I loved.His hands were on her throat, on her body. Her nightgown all torn up, exposing her trembling flesh to his greedy eyes. And I was fucking handcuffed, watching it happen."Look at your man now," Ronald taunted her, forcing her face toward me. "Not so powerful anymore, is he?"The metal cuffs bit into my wrists as I strained against them, blood trickling down my hands. But I didn't feel the pain. All I felt was rage—white-hot and all-consuming."I want him to see everything I'm going to do to you before I put a bullet between his eyes," he growled, his breath hot against her neck.Aria's eyes met mine—wide with terror but somehow still trusting. Still believing I would save her, even as
The Mafia Debt Chapter 85: Terror at Midnight
A shadow moved between security lights , avoiding the pools of illumination.The guards never stood a chance.The first one died without a sound—a soft pfft from a silenced pistol, and he crumpled against the wall. The second had just enough time to reach for his weapon before a bullet tore through his throat.The intruder neutralized each security point. One by one, Cassian's men fell, their bodies carefully dragged into shadows to avoid immediate detection. The masked figure checked his watch—twelve minutes since he'd scaled the eastern wall. Right on schedule.Inside the mansion, Aria slept fitfully in the guest bedroom. The sedative Dr. Martinez had given her kept her under, but her dreams were filled with slithering shapes and dark snakes. Across the hall, Cassian sat at his desk, surrounded by papers and maps, plotting his revenge against Kaiser. The snakes had been just the beginning—he knew that. Kaiser wasn't the type to strike once and retreat.The intruder moved through the
The Mafia Debt Chapter 84: Snake in the Closet
"ARIA!" I shouted, breaking into a sprint.The front door was unlocked—a bad sign already. I drew my gun before entering."Aria!" I called again, taking the stairs two at a time.The bedroom door was open, but the room was empty. My heart slammed against my ribs as I swept the room, checking every corner.Then I saw it—movement from the walk-in closet.I approached cautiously, gun raised, and what I saw sent ice through my veins. Aria lay motionless on the floor, and surrounding her body were at least a dozen snakes—copperheads, from the look of them—slithering across the carpet around her still form.Without hesitation, I fired three precise shots, taking out the snakes closest to her body. I rushed forward, kicking the remaining reptiles away from her."Aria," I breathed, kneeling beside her, frantically searching her exposed skin for bite marks. "Baby, can you hear me?"There were no visible bites—thank god—but she was unconscious, her face pale and clammy. I scooped her up in my a
The Mafia Debt Chapter 83: Devil Strikes Home
CassianMaybe it was the whiskey clouding my judgment, or maybe it was Viktor's insistence that we needed a "guys' night" to clear my head. Either way, there I was, slouched at the bar, staring into my fourth glass like it might somehow contain answers."She'll come around," Viktor said, clapping me on the shoulder. "Women always do."I shot him a look that could've curdled milk. "This isn't just some argument.""All I'm saying," Viktor continued, flagging down the bartender for another round, "is that she's probably just PMSing or something. You know how women get.""Don't," I warned, my voice dropping an octave. "Don't talk about her like that."Viktor raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, fine. But seriously, brother, you need to relax. One night away won't kill either of you. She’ll be alright."I muttered, “I very much doubt that.”“Let’s have more shots,” he offered, trying to lighten the mood.I shook my head. “I’m going home soon.”“Come on, just a couple more,” he urged. “It’
The Mafia Debt Chapter 82: Snakes in the Grass
CassianI slammed the car door shut, rage boiling in my veins. What the hell did Aria mean by "I hope she's worth it"? Who did she think I was meeting?"I take it by the look on your face, Aria's pissed at you," Viktor chirped from the driver's seat, his voice laced with amusement."Shut the fuck up," I snapped, my teeth grinding together in frustration. Just minutes ago, I'd been in bed with her, telling her I loved her. Now she was accusing me of—what? Cheating? After everything we'd been through?Viktor wisely switched topics. "So, what do you think we're walking into?""I don't know, but it better be worth my time, or I will shoot the fucker."Viktor chuckled, a dark sound in the enclosed car. "Shoot him anyway. The guy's a snake."I checked my watch. We'd been driving for twenty minutes, heading deeper into the industrial district. Kaiser's choice of meeting location didn't inspire confidence."Remind me again why we're trusting this asshole?" I muttered, staring out at the passi
The Mafia Debt Chapter 81: She Must Be Worth It
AriaThe afterglow still tingled across my skin as Cassian broke off our kiss, his breath warm against my lips. "Let me take a shower," he murmured, a mischievous glint in his eyes that made my heart flutter. I watched him disappear into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind him.I stretched languidly across the rumpled sheets, feeling pleasantly sore in all the right places. He drives me crazy was my only thought.The incessant vibration of his phone pulled me from my thoughts. My eyes drifted to the nightstand where it buzzed against the wood. I shouldn't look. It wasn't my business.But after everything we'd been through, after him abandoning me at the restaurant and our fight this morning, something made me reach for it.A text message glared back at me from the screen.Hi Cassian, the table for two is booked for tonight. It's at Delluna. Don't be late haha.xMy stomach dropped. I could clearly see the picture of a woman on the profile—striking ginger hair, pale skin, prett
The Mafia Debt Chapter 80: Night for Forgiveness
CassianI pulled into the parking garage beneath our building. The bouquet of blood-red roses lay on the passenger seat—a peace offering that seemed pathetically inadequate after everything that had happened. But it was a start.The elevator ride up to the penthouse felt endless. I'd fucked up—again—and I wasn't sure if she would even want to see me now.When the elevator doors finally opened, I stepped into the quiet apartment. No lights in the living room, no TV noise. For a moment, I worried she might have left, but then I noticed a soft glow coming from the bedroom.I set my keys down silently and made my way toward the light. When I reached the doorway, I froze.Aria stood with her back to me, completely unaware of my presence. She was folding clothes on the bed. But it wasn't what she was doing that stopped me dead in my tracks—it was what she was wearing.An oxblood red lingerie set clung to her curves like a second skin. The lace bra pushed her breasts up enticingly, while mat
