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Chapter 59

Penulis: Anne Lars
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-08 11:40:55

**Snow's POV**

It was exactly midnight when I suddenly woke up. The room was quiet and dark, except for Demetri’s steady breathing beside me. I turned my head slowly to look at him, seeing him sleep so peacefully. Gently, I moved and reached under my pillow to get my phone.

This was my only chance to find out if the person texting under Marcus’ name was really him. Curiosity had been gnawing at me as I kept receiving messages from his number, but I never replied. Now, with no one watching me, this was the perfect moment to finally know the truth.

Under Demetri’s constant watch, I barely had the freedom to breathe, let alone do the things I wanted. It was suffocating, and exhausting living like this. Life with him had become unbearable.

I didn’t understand it. Out of all the men in the world, why did I end up with someone like Demetri? He was controlling, obsessed, and always wanted to keep me close. Every rule he gave me felt like it came from fear, fear of losing me, fear of bein
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  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 60

    My eyes were puffy when I finally sat up from the bed. I could still feel the dull sting on my cheek. With a sigh, I stood and headed straight to the bathroom to wash my face, hoping the cold water would calm the heat of both my skin and my emotions. I stared at myself in the mirror, my reflection silent but heavy with frustration. Damn, that devil... Just thinking about what he did makes my chest tighten with anger. No matter how much I try to shake it off, the rage keeps rising back to the surface. I decided to step out of the room. It was oddly quiet. I had a feeling Demetri might’ve gone out again and left me here like he always does. As I made my way downstairs, I heard faint sounds coming from the kitchen. I peeked inside and saw a woman cooking, it was Demetria. She looked focused and at ease. Cooking must really run in their family. She turned to me with a smile when she noticed I was watching her. “Oh, you’re awake,” she said kindly. I instinctively stepped forward to ch

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  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 61

    I could barely open my mouth. I was too stunned. Was that really how much Demetri suffered as a child? My heart ached as I thought of everything he had been through. It made me realize just how cruel Marcus’s mother really was. "Why didn’t you tell your dad about it?" I asked softly, still trying to wrap my head around the weight of what Demetria had just revealed. “She always threatened us,” Demetria replied, her voice steady but edged with something bitter. “She said that if we ever told Dad, she’d poison him. And we were terrified of her. She wasn’t just some ordinary woman... she was an assassin.” An assassin. God… that was terrifying. “No wonder Demetri turned out the way he did,” she added, her tone a mix of understanding and frustration. “He can be cruel sometimes, but he has a heart. You just have to try to understand him… even if he drives you crazy most of the time.” That line stuck with me. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to try and understand him, right? E

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  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 62

    "Have you eaten?" she asked, trying to change the topic. "Not yet," he replied. She stood up to prepare him some dinner. "Demetria taught me how to cook," she offered, closing the fallboard gently. "You didn’t break anything?" he teased, chuckling at her reaction. She rolled her eyes in response. "I want to taste it," he said cheerfully, following her into the dining area. He immediately took a seat at the table while she went to get a plate and utensils for him. When she turned around, she was shocked to see him already tasting one of the dishes under the lid of the food she had cooked. Her eyes darted to the refrigerator, where she had placed the final dish she had actually intended to serve. She still needed to microwave it, but it was clear her husband was already starving. She had cooked two dishes, but neither turned out great. Even Demetria had been too scared to taste her cooking earlier, convinced it might upset her stomach or worse. "Hmmm. I-It tastes good," he sai

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  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 63 (SPG)

    **Snow's POV** I woke up late the next morning, my limbs heavy and aching in the most deliciously sore way. The sunlight was already shining through the curtains, too bright for my eyes, but I barely managed to open them. I reached out instinctively to his side of the bed, only to find cool sheets. No warmth. No trace of the man who absolutely wrecked me last night until 3 am. Damn him. He didn’t even look tired last night, not even close. It’s like he had an infinite reserve of stamina, while I was the one left boneless and wrecked beneath him. I groaned softly, my entire body protesting as I shifted under the covers. He bent me over with ease, flipped me on my side, and had me riding him until I was breathless, his hands gripping me hard, his movements desperate, almost brutal in how much he wanted me. He slammed into me like he hadn’t touched me in years, driven by pure, feral hunger. It was nothing like the night before when he was all slow caresses, whispered praises, and so

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  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 64 (SSPG)

    His hands were all over my tits, kneading and groping them like he couldn’t get enough, squeezing the soft flesh until I squirmed. I pulled back from his lips, throwing my head back with a groan as he latched onto one of my nipples with his hot, wet mouth, devouring it like a starved bastard. He sucked on my breast like a thirsty little shit, slurping and tugging at my nipple with his lips and teeth, sending filthy jolts of pleasure ripping through me. My hand twisted into my own hair, yanking at it as the sensation worshipped every damn inch of my body, making me tremble and drip for him. We stayed like that for a while, his filthy mouth switching between my tits, sucking one then the other, leaving them wet and throbbing, while his fingers teased my dripping cúnt, brushing my slit like a cruel fvcking promise. I gasped, a sharp, needy sound, when he shoved one thick finger right up inside my tight pússy, stretching me open. He moved slo

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  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 65

    **Demetri's POV** “You won’t be able to hide Snow here forever, Demetri,” Demetria said seriously as she sank into the sofa across from me. “I just came from the mansion. Her mother’s there clearly worried. She’s been unreachable for days. If I were you, I’d stop keeping her locked in. And while you're at it, tell them the truth… that Snow is now your wife. They don’t even know where she is. If this goes on any longer, they might take it public and announce that she’s missing.” My eyes flicked toward the upstairs. Snow was still asleep in our bedroom. She was exhausted from what happened earlier and she hadn’t even made it to lunch. Her body was likely reclaiming the sleep she’d been robbed of last night. She looked so peaceful in that bed, unaware of the storm brewing outside these walls. “What did her mother say?” I asked though I didn’t really need the details. “Snow’s mother already asked Dad for help and with Marcus involved, he’s getting even more worried. If they don’

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  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 66

    I left the penthouse with one of my men. Bought her the most expensive phone. Chose the exact color she liked, down to the tiniest detail. I added a pair of luxury earrings, not just for her but for her mother and sister too. And I planned to let her hand those gifts to them herself. It would feel like freedom. But every step was still under my control. When I returned. I walked to our bedroom and opened the door slowly. The room was dim and still. She was curled beneath the covers. Peaceful… but there was sadness there too, clinging to her even in sleep. “D-Demetri…” she whispered in her dreams. My brows furrowed. A tear escaped from the corner of her eye. Even asleep, she was haunted. Was I in that dream? I lowered myself beside her and gently kissed her temple. Her eyes fluttered open. “Demetri…” “Yes, wifey,” I said softly. “You’re awake. You haven’t eaten lunch.” She smiled weakly. Stretched her arms, and yawned. I helped her sit up. She noticed the paper bag beside

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  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 67

    **Third Person POV** Demetria gave a firm instruction to the glam team she had brought with her to the penthouse unit next to the one she shared with Demetri. “Make sure she looks perfect. She’s heading to a contract signing,” she said, her voice leaving no room for argument. The building housed only two penthouse units one belonged to Demetria and Demetri, and the other was where Snow was currently staying. The rest of the floors were filled with luxurious apartments, but none matched the exclusivity of the top floors. “Don’t worry too much, Snow,” Demetria added in a gentler tone as she turned back to her. “Some people might be shocked that Sandstorm offered you such a high-profile, exclusive contract but I believe you’re a perfect fit for their agency.” Snow gave a small nod, though her mind was restless. She suspected that the only reason Demetri had allowed this contract signing to proceed was because he was beginning to worry her family would start asking questions and co

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  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 77

    I glanced at Ice, and for a second, I wasn’t even sure she was still breathing. Her expression was frozen in utter disbelief. “So… what I’ve been doing to my Matte Matthew… that’s just pushing him further away?” she asked, her voice cracking ever so slightly as if she was begging someone to tell her it wasn’t true. Seriously? 'My Matte Matthew?' I could only blink in disbelief. Did she just claim Matte Matthew like he was hers? As if they had something real between them? They didn’t even get past the friendship phase. Our mother didn’t even hesitate. She simply nodded, calm and direct, like she’d just confirmed the weather. “No! That’s not true! He’s going to love me soon!” Ice insisted, shaking her head stubbornly like the very idea of rejection physically pained her. I was about to roll my eyes when Mom spoke again. “Do you even know what diagnosis a doctor would give you if you got yourself checked, Ice?” Ice blinked, confused. “Delusional disorder. And you’d be prescribed

  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 76

    Demetri left just yesterday, and here I am now, deciding to visit my sister and mother. I only managed to visit them once last week because my schedule has been ridiculously hectic. The moment I suddenly showed up at Ice’s condo unit that day, Mama gave me a light smack on the arm, nothing harsh, but enough to say she was displeased. She asked why I hadn’t shown my face in two whole weeks. I didn’t bother keeping anything from her. Her jaw practically dropped when I admitted that I was already married to Demetri. She said I was nothing but a walking scandal, especially now that everyone knew my relationship with Marcus fell apart because of another man. And now? They’d find out I married Marcus’s own brother? She said the media would eat me alive. What kind of woman does that make me look like? My two bodyguards entered the elevator with me. They’d been tailing me for nearly two months now, and still, I couldn’t get used to, having someone shadow me wherever I went. I messaged Wren

  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 75 (SSPG)

    He moved closer, leaning in to kiss me on the lips. I let him for a moment, then pulled away just enough. “I need some good sleep,” I told my husband with a small smile. He grinned, the kind of grin that hinted he was already plotting something. “Of course… I’ll help you fall asleep quickly, honey,” he whispered, biting his lip for a brief second before kissing my parted lips again. I grabbed the back of his neck. His hands were all over me, feeling me like he hadn’t eaten in days, roughly moving across the soft skin of my neck, claiming every damn inch they touched. His lips dragged lower, scorching a trail that set my nerves on fire. I collapsed onto the bed, my body already begging, and grabbed at his hair, pulling hard as his mouth found the pulsing heat between my thighs. Even through the flimsy fabric still shielding my cúnt, I could feel the blistering wet heat of his breath and tongue, tormenting me, making me drip with want. He ripped off my lacy underwear like it was n

  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 74

    **Snow's POV** Demetri’s deadly stare suddenly flashed through my mind, the way he hurt me, the way he slapped me without even a second thought. I didn’t want that monster inside him to resurface again, so with all the strength I could muster, I shoved Marcus away from me. We both stood up, stunned by the tension between us. Then my hand moved on its own, and I slapped him hard. For a moment, shock flashed in his eyes… but then he understood. He calmed himself. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that,” he murmured, regret lacing his voice. “You’re damn right. Don’t you ever come near me again,” I snapped and stormed past him. Once I was finally out of the building, my eyes caught sight of a woman leaning arrogantly against Marcus’ car. Arms crossed, eyes trained on me like she’d been waiting. I headed toward the van I rode in earlier, not intending to engage but of course, Feurene couldn’t help herself. "I really didn’t know some women could fake being all sweet and innocent, onl

  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 73

    Marcus was still standing there, stunned and frozen in place, even after I walked away and headed back to where Wrent was.Demetria approached without missing a beat, walking straight over to where we were and yanking the lip tint right out of Wrent’s hand.“Bored? Go surfing or something,” she said flatly, not even sparing him a second glance.Of all the things Wrent could’ve touched, it had to be her lip tint. He was even about to go through her entire makeup kit when she smacked his hand away with zero hesitation.“What the hell, Wrent! If you’ve got nothing better to do, stop being a nuisance!” she snapped, clearly reaching the edge of her patience.“Seriously—just go away!” she added, waving him off like an annoying mosquito.Then she turned to Marcus, who was still rooted to the spot, staring at her like he’d just seen a ghost.“And you—what exactly are you doing here?” she asked sharply, her tone cutting through the awkward silence he left in his wake.“He dropped Feurene off.

  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 72

    **Snow's POV** Demetria and I stepped into the elevator together, accompanied by our manager, Hugo. A few more staff members joined us along the way. When we reached the hotel lobby, two professional photographers were already waiting, their cameras ready. Outside, Marshall and Oscar stood by a sleek white van, looking sharp and unreadable as ever. “Damn, Deme’s going all-out today! Don’t tell me you’re feeling suffocated by all these bodyguards ’cause honestly, girl, I wouldn’t mind being smothered by them myself,” Sy, our ever-chatty and flamboyant makeup artist, teased with his usual playful sass. Despite his personality, Sy was one of the best in his field. Demetria turned to him, flashing an awkward smile. The staff thought Oscar and Marshall were her new bodyguards. Just then, another van pulled up. Two of Demetria’s actual bodyguards stepped out and opened the door for her. That’s when the others started to wonder. “Wait a sec, whose bodyguards are these?” Sy asked, lookin

  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 71

    When Demetri and Snow finally stepped out of the mansion, the tension in the air between Marcus and Feurene grew even hotter, like a fire that had just been poured with gasoline.“This is all your fault, Feurene!” Marcus roared, his eyes full of wild anger. Every word he said was filled with hate as he blamed her for all the mess in his life.Feurene’s breath hitched, her voice trembling as she whispered in disbelief, “This... this isn’t what we planned.” This wasn’t what Demetri had promised her. He had never said anything about marrying Snow. Now, she was trapped in a whirlwind of betrayal and confusion.‘Fúck, that bastard! He used me! Like a damn snake, he lied!’ Feurene’s body gave way under the weight of the truth, and she crumpled onto the couch, knees shaking, her spirit unraveling.Marcus rushed toward her, his anger driving him like he had lost control. He couldn’t stand her anymore. He grabbed her wrist tightly, pulled her up roughly, and started dragging her toward the ma

  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 70

    A small, knowing smile played on Demetri’s lips as he quietly followed his wife. Snow’s gaze shifted forward, catching sight of Feurene standing in the distance, which made her abruptly stop in her tracks. Feurene, too, noticed her and threw a fleeting glance toward her husband.With deliberate steps, Feurene began to approach. Her smile was thin, insincere like it was concealing something much deeper."What are you doing here?" Feurene asked Snow, crossing her arms over her chest.“So, Demetri... returning her to Marcus now that you’ve had your fun?” she sneered, turning to him with a smirk that dripped with mockery. Then she cast Snow a slow, deliberate glance, scanning her from head to toe, barely masking the contempt in her eyes.Just then, Marcus entered the living room and froze. The air was thick as if a storm had been caught mid-clash. His eyes landed on the three of them, standing in a triangle of tension and unspoken rage.Feurene didn’t miss a beat.“I didn’t think you’d be

  • The Possessive Mafia King (English)   Chapter 69

    Snow gently cleaned the wounds on Demetri’s face, her hands steady but her heart full of questions. He sat slouched against the sofa, his gaze distant and lost in thought. “What really happened?” she asked softly, curiosity lacing her voice. “Don’t ask,” He answered shortly, his voice cold and sharp. “How long are you going to keep coming home like this, Demetri?” she spoke softly, her eyes looking carefully at his hurt and bruised body. “Look at yourself. Your body is covered in so many scars, they probably don’t even know where to stay on your skin anymore.” She let out a sigh. “I won’t always be here to take care of you.” “I can take care of myself,” Demetri said firmly, his tone carrying weight. “These wounds… they’re not even that painful,” he added casually. Snow rolled her eyes and, without warning, reached toward the wound on his side. “Not that one!” he flinched and leaned back quickly, dodging her touch. “I meant the ones on my face.” She couldn’t help but let o

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