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Trapped with the Mafia Boss Chapter 19
The car ride back to the estate was suffocating.I could still feel the tension lingering between us, thick like the smoke that curled from the cigars those men had been puffing in the club. I sat rigid, my fingers curled into the smooth leather of the seat, my mind racing with thoughts I didn’t want to entertain.Alessandro had exposed me to his world today, peeled back a curtain I could never unsee. The power he wielded, the respect he commanded—it was terrifying. But what unsettled me most was that it wasn’t just terrifying.It was intoxicating.I stole a glance at him, my eyes tracing the sharp lines of his face, the way the dim light from the city cast shadows over his features. He looked so at ease, as if orchestrating backroom deals and bending dangerous men to his will was as simple as breathing.He turned his head slightly, catching me staring.I quickly looked away, my pulse quickening.The car slowed as we reached the estate, the heavy iron gates swinging open. The moment w
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Elena PovThe weight of Alessandro’s words stayed with me long after he spoke them."You already are."I wanted to deny it, to push back against the idea that I was becoming part of his world. But how could I? Every day, I was pulled in deeper, my life entangled with his in ways I couldn’t escape.As the car continued its smooth ride back to the estate, I turned my head away from him, staring out the window. The city lights blurred past, but my mind wasn’t on the view—it was on the man beside me.His presence was overwhelming, suffocating, intoxicating all at once.How had I gone from despising him to sitting here, silently battling the strange pull he had on me?I wasn’t sure anymore.The rest of the ride was quiet. Alessandro didn’t speak, but I could feel his gaze on me, studying me as if he was waiting for something.When we finally arrived at the estate, I wasted no time stepping out of the car, eager to put distance between us.But before I could make it inside, Alessandro was a
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Elena Pov The silence was the worst part. Not the darkness. Not the cold. Not even the fact that Alessandro had locked me away like some disobedient pet. It was the silence—thick, suffocating, absolute. I had no idea how long I had been here. Minutes? Hours? Days? The walls were stark white, but the absence of windows made them feel like they were closing in on me. The only furniture was a single bed and a chair pushed into the corner. No mirrors. No sharp objects. A prison, dressed up to look like a guest room. I pressed my palms against the cold door. "Let me out," I whispered, but the words barely left my lips. No answer. I swallowed hard, my mind racing. I had fought Alessandro before, and I would fight him again. He thought he could control me? Keep me caged? He was wrong. I took a deep breath, forcing my hands to stop trembling. I would find a way out. A small metallic click echoed from the other side of the door. I tensed. Footsteps. The door creaked open, and
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Trapped with the Mafia Boss Chapter 18
I barely slept that night.Even after returning to my room, I could still feel the weight of Alessandro’s gaze, the heat of his touch lingering on my skin like an unshakable curse. I paced the floor, running my hands through my hair as my mind replayed every word, every look, every moment of weakness.What was happening to me?I should hate him. I did hate him.But my body told a different story.The worst part? He knew it.Alessandro wasn’t a man who questioned things. He saw, he wanted, he took. And now, he had set his sights on me—not just as his prisoner, not just as his possession, but as his.A shiver ran through me, though I wasn’t sure if it was fear or something far more dangerous.I needed to get my head straight.{The Morning After}By morning, I had forced every lingering thought of him into a locked box in my mind, determined to pretend last night never happened.A knock at my door shattered that illusion."Miss Elena," a voice called. "Breakfast is served. The boss is ex
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