All Chapters of Indebted To The Cruel Mafia Boss: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chapter 101Cephus’ POVShe was a girl, and I was a boy, and all I wanted was to talk to her. I just wanted to hear some words coming out of her beautiful mouth and maybe, if I was lucky, get a smile.I never dreamed of getting more than that. I had imagined her voice was soft and quiet.She glanced at me several times while I was working hard at getting noticed.And finally, while on a break, I realized she looked at me. Our eyes had met for the first time, and I was over the moon.She had a red scarf around her neck that day, her dark hair draped over her shoulders.She pulled it all back into a ponytail.Several silky strands of hair had broken free and slipped away, giving her a hard time, and that’s when I headed to her and asked her if she needed help.Sitting on a woven basket, she looked at me, and I instantly puffed out my chest and pulled my shoulders back, boastfully hinting at my athletic shape.A few months earlier, I started to get that nice V-shaped torso the girls went

Chapter 103Cephus’ POVLater, people said she was kidnapped and eventually trafficked anyway.Others said she’d been executed with her husband after he got into a bad deal with some nasty people.Whatever it was, she was gone.My cousin directed me to the cemetery, where fresh flowers sat on her grave, and her picture was encased in the tombstone.My heart stopped when I saw her.She was even more beautiful than I remembered her.Her long, unruly hair framed her face, and her lips were curved into a soft smile. Like she was smiling at me.As if she knew I’d be there one day, looking at her and recollecting those hours I’d spent with her.I had a hard time believing she was dead.I had a hard time convincing myself I was truly looking at her burial place.It was insane. Her story was insane.And I sat there and tried to understand why life would go so bad so fast.How that summer that seemed like any other summer would be the last good thing before tragedy struck.Only a few years bac

Chapter 105Cephus’ POVThat doesn’t mean our animosity for each other hasn’t soared and is not fueled by occasionally getting wind of the crap he’s doing.And also, occasionally, he must tiptoe around my business.I’d be surprised if he hadn’t talked to his boss and tried to sell him the idea that they could do more business if someone other than me was here.They’d even put down a good chunk of money if they knew they could trade living things that come in the shape of beautiful, vulnerable women like that girl, Katie Leto.My eyes go back to the screen, and I catch her just as she pushes her chair back, picks up her purse, looks around the room, and makes a beeline for the exit.The staff walks in to clean the table while she looks for her way out.“Vito?” I murmur, my eyes still pinned on the woman.He starts to speak.“Katie Leto lived all her life in LA at the same address.”I glance at him, making sure he’s not reading shit from his phone. He peeks at a scrap of paper where he’

Chapter 107Katie’s POVI quickly realize this parking lot looks identical to the one I’ve left my car in.I turn right and then left, and I can’t believe my eyes.Since no one can see me now, I take my shoes off and run as fast as I can, careful not to step on a nail or a piece of glass.Occasionally, I glance over my shoulder, grappling with this strange feeling that I’m being followed.I see no one behind me.The only thing sweeping my back is the sunset, a mix of pink, red, and orange hues.Heaving, I reach my car, fumble through the contents of my bag for my keys, and unlock the door.Oh, my. I can’t believe this. I need to move away from here as quickly as possible. That jerk knows exactly where I am, and I don’t believe for a second that he went back to LA.Yeah. Cephus was scary. But was he scary enough to make Beau change his mind?Did Beau believe me when I said I had a boyfriend? I don’t think so.He must’ve been a little puzzled.And maybe he’s watching me right now, tryin

Chapter 109Cephus’ POVEarlier“So we’re looking at tables thirteen and twenty-five,” I say.Six of my men are in the room with me.And six big screens transmit live the activity inside the casino.“The guy with the white shirt. And the one with a cap,” I say.We’re all looking at the two men in question.“Two? That’s it?” Vito mutters.“They’re the brains of the operation. There are probably three or four men. Maybe more. Perhaps they have girls with them, too. These soy latte-drinking dudes have made the rounds these months and fucked with the system. The other owners couldn’t prove they’d been stealing. And by stealing, I mean…”“I know what you mean, Boss,” Vito says, crossing his arms over his chest. “What do you want me to do?”I round my desk and crash into my seat before leaning back and clasping my hands at the back of my head.All the men in the room look at me as I speak again.“We teach them a lesson. I don’t know if they’re stupid or they’re stupid. Considering they’re t