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Chapter 251
Owned By The Mafia Lord/Neroxpress
SARAHI stared at Marco, my entire body frozen.Did I just hear that right?His voice had been slurred, thick with alcohol, but the name he mumbled was as clear as day.Aisha.Something inside me cracked, sharp and painful, like glass shattering.I swallowed, trying to steady myself, but my hands trembled as I reached for his shoulder, shaking him harder this time. “Marco, wake up,” I said, my voice uneven, breathless. “Get up, dammit.”He barely moved. His head lolled to the side, his lips parting slightly before another mumble slipped out.“…Aisha…”I sucked in a sharp breath, my nails digging into his arm.No.My heart slammed against my ribs, a sickening weight settling in my stomach.I shook him again, harder this time. “Marco, wake up! What the fuck is wrong with you?”Still, nothing.Just a groggy groan, his brows twitching slightly, his face slack. He was completely out of it.I clenched my jaw, my eyes burning as I stared at him, at the way he lay there so carelessly, unaware
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-19Chapter 252
Owned By The Mafia Lord/Neroxpress
SARAHI sat on the edge of the bed, watching Marco’s unconscious form. His chest rose and fell steadily, his face slack with sleep, completely unaware of the storm he had left in my head.I should have just walked away. I should have left the second I saw him like that—drunk, shirtless, and muttering her name. Aisha. His so-called secretary.If that was even true.A bitter laugh bubbled in my throat, but I swallowed it down. The thought alone made my stomach twist. My mind wouldn’t stop running through the possibilities. What if he had been lying to me all along? What if she wasn’t just his secretary? What if I had been stupid enough to believe all of his excuses while they—I squeezed my eyes shut and exhaled through my nose.No. I needed to calm down. I needed to wait. Jumping to conclusions wouldn’t help anything.But God, how could I not?Everything about tonight had been wrong. The party, the forced smiles, the tension in the air I hadn’t been able to shake. And then to find him
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-20Chapter 253
Owned By The Mafia Lord/Neroxpress
SARAHI woke up to a pounding headache, the kind that made it feel like my skull was being split open. My entire body felt heavy, sluggish, and for a moment, I just lay there, staring blankly at the ceiling, trying to piece together why I felt like I’d been hit by a truck. My mouth was dry, my limbs ached, and my mind was clouded with a strange, disoriented fog.Something was off.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to push past the grogginess. Then, like a slap to the face, it all hit me at once.The party.The drinks.Marco.Him disappearing.Me looking for him.Me finding him.Shirtless.Drunk.And mumbling her name.Aisha.My stomach twisted violently.I sat up so fast the room spun around me, a wave of dizziness crashing over me. I gripped the sheets, my breathing uneven as I tried to steady myself. But my mind was already running a mile a minute, shoving painful reminders to the surface.Marco had been laying there, barely able to hold himself up, his body swaying, his words slurred
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-21Chapter 254
Owned By The Mafia Lord/Neroxpress
SARAHI couldn’t breathe. The air felt thick, suffocating, like it was being sucked out of the room as I stared at my phone screen, my hands trembling so hard that I could barely keep hold of it. My chest tightened, the pressure unbearable, like someone had wrapped a fist around my heart and was squeezing.The words blurred before my eyes, but they were already seared into my mind, each letter carving itself deep into my soul, leaving behind nothing but devastation.Marco De Luca Caught in a Late-Night Rendezvous with His Secretary—Compromising Photos Emerge from the Party.I swallowed hard, my throat dry, my stomach twisting violently as I scrolled down. Maybe I was seeing things wrong. Maybe there was some ridiculous explanation for this. Maybe—But no.There he was.Marco.My Marco.His shirt undone, his arm hanging lazily around Aisha’s waist, her lips too close to his ear, whispering something that made his lips curl into that damn smirk—the one I used to think was just for me. M
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-22
