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The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 51
**Third Person POV** Chairman Yu stood before the crowd, his voice brimming with pride and excitement as he addressed the guests. "I organized this party to celebrate my birthday alongside my beautiful daughter, Alice. This is also the perfect occasion to announce the upcoming wedding of my princess to her longtime boyfriend, Ryndell Vande Venter," he declared. As the announcement echoed through the venue, Ryndell and Alice stepped onto the stage, their hands entwined, their faces radiant with happiness. The couple shared a warm embrace, and then guests erupted in cheers, celebrating not just the occasion but also the bright future ahead for the newly engaged pair. In the joyous moment, a bitter smile showed on Snow's lips. It was clear that Yu had never cared about them. He had abandoned them without hesitation, leaving behind nothing but painful memories. It was impossible to believe that he had simply forgotten the children he had with another woman. She remembered well how th
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**Snow's POV** The next morning, I woke up to the loud blaring of the ship’s alarm. The sound echoed through the cabin, pulling me from a restless sleep. I blinked sleepily and sat up from the sofa where I had slept, feeling my body ache. As I sat there, my gaze instinctively drifted toward the closed bedroom door, the room where Demetri was resting. A part of me wanted to check on him, to see if he was alright, but another part hesitated. I still remember his anger from the previous night, the way he had lashed out and destroyed everything in his path. If I walked in now, would he take his frustration out on me? A sudden weight on my shoulders made me pause. That was when I noticed the blanket draped over me. I hadn’t even realized someone had covered me with it while I was asleep. My fingers tightened around the soft fabric as a thought crossed my mind. Did Demetri do this? I wanted to believe he had, but k
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As soon as I reached the condominium, I quickly pressed the elevator button. My mind was tired from everything that had happened lately, but when the elevator doors opened, I stopped in my tracks.Standing inside was someone I never expected to see. Our eyes met, but only for a brief moment. His expression was unreadable, stoic, there was no hint of surprise or emotion as we crossed paths in this unexpected place. I stepped into the elevator, and they exited. My gaze lingered on my biological father, his figure exiting with his bodyguards following closely behind him.My steps felt heavy as I walked to my sister’s condo. When I entered, I saw my mother busy wiping the table."It looks like you had a guest earlier," I said, my voice sounding distant as I sat on the couch, trying to keep the conversation casual."Just a friend," she responded, not looking up as she picked up the tray and walked toward the kitchen.I couldn’t help but feel the weight of the situation pressing down on me.
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I returned to the Sapphirean Tower Building, hoping Demetri hadn’t come home yet. Because if he had arrived first, he would definitely lecture me. He hated it when I left without a bodyguard, and I was already expecting the punishment that might come my way. As I got closer to the unit, I stopped when I saw two guards outside. My heart started to race. Oscar smiled and greeted me, but I couldn’t focus because I felt uneasy. When I walked in, I saw Demetri sitting in the living room, quietly smoking a cigarette. "Where have you been?" he asked, his eyes not even looking at me. I glanced at the .45 caliber gun on the glass table and swallowed hard. My throat was dry. "I-I just visited my mom," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady, but my nervousness was evident. He straightened up and looked at me intently, his gaze sharp. "Didn’t I tell you that you’re not allowed to leave this penthouse without someone with you?" His voice was cold, and I could feel the weight of his words.
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Another loud moan tore from my throat when he slid two thick fingers inside my tight, dripping hole. He pushed in slow at first, stretching the soft, sensitive walls of my core with a gentle but firm pressure that made my head spin. I stared down, mesmerized, watching his big, rough hand violate my femininity without hesitation. My fingers brushed lightly against the back of his palm, feeling the rhythm of his hand as it pumped in and out of my slick pússy, the wet sounds filling the air. Then he shifted. He grabbed my left leg and lifted it high, sliding one of his strong arms underneath it to hold me in place. My body tilted slightly to the side, my back now resting against his bent knee for support, leaving me even more exposed to him. He shoved two fingers deep into my slick, throbbing pússy, curling them just right as he thrust them in and out. With his other hand, he pressed down hard on my aching clít, rubbing it in tight, teasing circles. The dual assault made my fo
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I stepped out onto the veranda for a bit, needing to breathe in some fresh air. I didn’t even realize I was smiling, softly laughing, even every time the memory of what happened earlier played in my mind. Demetri, consumed by jealousy, wanted to punish me… right then and there on the grand piano. He was rough, desperate, wild. But before he could go any further, his wound reopened. It started bleeding which stopped him cold. Even now, I can’t help but chuckle at the memory, even though I probably look ridiculous laughing to myself. I know I should’ve been worried about him, but I just couldn’t take it seriously. He keeps forcing himself to do things his body clearly isn't ready for, all because he wants to prove a point, to dominate, to control. And he wanted me, so badly, but his body just couldn't keep up with his obsession. Honestly? I’m a little thankful for that wound. Call me wicked, but it’s like a blessing in disguise. If it weren’t for that, we might still be tangled up in
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**Demetri's POV** After having my wound re-checked by Grace, I dropped by the mansion. Grace decided to re-stitch it and sternly reminded me once again not to exert myself or do anything reckless that could reopen the wound. If it starts bleeding again, the consequences could be worse. I visited the mansion to check on my father, and I’d also heard that Marcus had finally returned. I was hoping to confirm whether Mauie had visited the hospital or even stopped by here to see her son. But it seems she had no intention of showing up. That means Ryndell lied when he said Mauie accompanied his beloved son. That was supposed to be my lead, which is why I scheduled the blood transfusion at the same hospital where Marcus was confined just to confirm if Mauie was still alive. But I never saw her there. Because if she had shown up that day… I would’ve killed her. Just as I stepped out of the Lamborghini, someone greeted me and it was Feurene. “I thought we had an agreement, Demetr
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**Third Person POV** Feurene was furious. Her heels tapped loudly on the marble floor as she walked back and forth, her eyes filled with anger and frustration. “My God, I can’t take this anymore!” she burst out the moment she and Demetri were finally alone. Her voice trembled, heavy with exasperation and heartbreak. “I’ve done everything—everything to make Marcus love me. But it’s useless! Completely useless!” Demetri, lounging back in his chair like the chaos didn’t concern him, arched a brow. His voice was chillingly calm. “Then find a way to make him get you pregnant.” Feurene’s head snapped toward him. Her expression twisted in horror. “What? Are you insane?” she hissed. “If I get pregnant now, everything I’ve worked for—my career, my image—it will all go down the drain!” Demetri gave a small, indifferent shrug as if her concerns barely registered. “It’s your choice, Feurene. But if you don’t act now, all our sacrifices—all your sacrifices will be for nothing.” She sc
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The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 85
The next morning, Snow woke up to bright sunlight filling the room. It was so strong that it hurt her eyes, and she could barely open them. Her head ached with a dull pain, and when she sat up, she let out a small groan because the pain was too much. She rubbed her forehead, hoping to make it feel better. Then she noticed a man sitting nearby, reading. He wore glasses and was focused on the paper in his hands, not noticing that she was looking at him. Her jaw dropped when she fully recognized him. Fúck… he was drop-dead gorgeous. He looked incredibly handsome in those glasses. It was the first time she had seen him like that. As he turned to look at her with those intense, charming eyes, she couldn’t help but swallow nervously. Demetri was right there, sitting a bit away in front of her. He’d fúcking arrived. She’d thought he was still in Italy, and for a fleeting moment, she’d believed the steamy, filthy fúck-fest from last night was just a dream but it was real. She’d thought it w
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Snow impulsively grabbed his bulging cóck, eliciting a low groan from him. Her lips parted as he yanked down his underwear himself, his massive díck springing free. She gripped it, marveling at its thick girth. Fúck, it was huge, mind-blowingly so. This guy’s côck matched her husband’s girth and length perfectly. He stepped closer, his hand tilting her jaw. “Open your mouth wide and suck my díck, honey…” he commanded. She’d tried it with Demetri before, but she knew he thought she sucked at blówjobs. She wasn’t good at it, but fúck it, she wanted to try again. She grabbed his hardened cóck again, licking the tip with slow, teasing flicks. He groaned softly, his hips twitching at her touch. He fúcking loved it. Of course, Demetri loved it. Snow’s warm mouth was heaven, even if she wasn’t a pro at sucking díck. The heat of her lips, stroking and licking his tip with her soft warm tongue, sent him soaring to ecstasy. Snow picked up the pace, struggling with his sheer size, her ey
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 84
Demetri turned sharply toward his wife. She was still lying in bed, barely moving. The effects of the drug were clearly not yet wearing off. If anything, her body heat seemed to be rising even more. She was visibly uncomfortable. And unless someone did something about it, that drug’s effect wouldn’t fade on its own. “I... n-need water...” Snow whimpered weakly. With an irritated sigh, Demetri released Marcus and stood up. Just as he stepped toward the bed to check on her, Marcus suddenly kicked him hard behind the knees. Demetri dropped to the floor in pain, clutching his leg where the impact landed. Marcus didn’t stop there. He delivered several sharp kicks to Demetri’s torso. But Demetri caught the last one, twisted Marcus’s leg, and tugged him down. Marcus crashed to the floor. Now both of them were on the ground, bruised and breathless but neither willing to surrender. “P-Please... I need s-some water...” Snow pleaded again from the bed. “What the hell happened to her?!” Deme
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 83
"Welcome back to the Philippines, sir," Tiara greeted him just like always. One of his staff is always present. Every time Demetri returned home, Tiara was the one waiting. But despite the years they'd worked together, he had never once seen her smile. Never heard her laugh."How's Italy, sir?" she asked in her usual serious tone."Boring..." Demetri muttered as he walked toward the car waiting to take him to the penthouse. He was supposed to stay in Italy for two weeks, but he’d cut the trip short. He wasn’t the same Demetri who once indulged in the charm of Italian women. The one who used to fly there just to play with fire. Now, only one woman occupied his thoughts—his wife, Snow, whom he missed more than he could admit.The longing had become unbearable, so he came home.But it wasn’t just longing that brought him back, it was the frustration too. Snow had barely been answering his calls or replying to his messages. So he decided to surprise her."Let’s stop by a flower shop. I w
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Marcus pulled away. He ended the kiss even though it was obvious he didn’t want to. His hands lingered, his breath shaky, and his eyes? Full of frustration, longing, and a quiet disappointment. But he still gently pushed her back, like it physically hurt him to let go. He opened the car door, holding himself together, even if the storm inside him was obvious. Outside, Snow bodyguards, Oscar and Marshall waited, pretending they hadn’t just watched everything. “Let’s go,” Marcus said softly. She glared at him. “You need some rest,” he added, reaching out for her wrist. She jerked her arm away before he could touch her, her frustration rising like a tide. Rest? Was he serious? The only thing she wanted right now… was him. Still, he helped her out of the car. Attentive, annoyingly so. When she tripped slightly, he caught her fast and steady. Her arms wrapped around his neck before she even realized it. And she didn’t let go. In fact... she held on tighter. Maybe that was her mist
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 81
**Third Person POV** Snow heard Demetria call out Marcus’s name. He immediately turned and rushed toward them. Snow gripped Demetria’s arm tightly, her strength slipping away as she fought against the blurring in her vision. Through the haze, she could still make out Marcus’s face, his features etched with deep worry as he took in her condition. “What do we do? Should we take her to the hospital?” Marcus asked, his voice strained with panic. Snow raised her hand to stop him. She motioned no, already knowing exactly what he was thinking. A hospital was always his first response whenever she felt unwell. It was just his nature... so caring, thoughtful, overly protective even. That was part of what made her fall for him. She still remembered back in junior high, burning up with a high fever but forcing herself to show up for an important exam. She could barely focus but didn’t want to miss it. Then, out of nowhere, Marcus, already a senior high student at the time, stormed into her c
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 80
I’d been drowning in events these past few days, press conferences, interviews, and non-stop photo ops. It was exhausting. Every single one of them sapped a bit more of my energy like I was performing on autopilot. Thankfully, a short break was just around the corner. Tonight, I had something to look forward to. Hugo, my manager, invited me and Demetria to his birthday celebration at an exclusive night bar. I didn’t even hesitate to say yes. I’d been stuck alone in the penthouse almost every night, slowly being driven mad by the silence and the isolation. I needed this. A night out. A little taste of freedom while Demetri was still out of the country. I already knew he would never allow me to attend a party like this without him around. Oscar and Marshall didn’t put up a fight either. It helped that Demetria had already volunteered to explain everything to her oh-so-controlling brother. I turned my head toward the entrance and frowned slightly as more people poured in. The intima
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I sat there, blankly staring at my reflection in the vanity mirror, completely out of it. My phone buzzed again, Demetri was calling, for the third time this morning. I didn’t answer. Instead, I picked up my brush and began combing my hair. I had a press conference to attend later with the other Sandstorm talents, and just the thought of the questions the media might throw at me was already enough to rattle my nerves. I closed my eyes for a moment. Once again, my mind drifted back to that simple dream Marcus and I used to share... having a happy, big family. Seven kids. Crazy, right? On our fifth anniversary as a couple, he took me to this wide, open field full of sunflowers. We had a picnic there, and that’s where the talk about having a family began. Between the two of us, Marcus had always been the more excited one about having children. I could still feel the warmth of his smile as he spoke about our future, lying beside me under a bright, cloudless sky. It hurts—God, it still
The Possessive Mafia King (English) Chapter 78
When we finally arrived at the Sylvestre mansion, I immediately called Manang Lucelle and asked her to meet us outside the gate. She came out quickly, and the moment she saw my two bodyguards helping Marcus stand, she opened the gate for us. “You didn’t have to go out of your way to bring him here,” she said, her voice soft but with a hint of disapproval. “You could’ve just called and had Don Demetrius’s driver pick him up.” “It’s too far,” I answered, meeting her eyes. “I didn’t want to risk any delay.” She gave me a small, knowing smile, then nodded politely. “Aren’t you coming in?” she asked me. I shook my head in response, a small, silent gesture. “I’ll just wait here,” I said quietly. She didn’t say anything after that. She simply turned around and walked away, leaving me there alone. I stayed in the backseat, my hands resting quietly on my lap while I waited for Oscar and Marshall to come back. The mansion stood silently in front of us. Just as my eyes drifted toward t
