All Chapters of Forced to Wed the Mafia Heir: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

THE FAMILY SECRETThe victory over The Viper had felt like a significant turning point. They had finally captured him, and with his capture came crucial information that could lead to the Syndicate’s downfall. However, Lysander and his team knew that this was only one part of the battle. The Syndicate was a sprawling network with its fingers in many pies, and they would not be easily defeated.The team settled into their temporary base, planning their next moves. But amid the busy preparations and tactical meetings, Lysander couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that something had been left unsaid. The weight of the past was pressing down on him, and it wasn’t just about The Viper. Lysander had always kept his past a secret from those closest to him, even Kylie. He had his reasons, of course. The stakes had always been too high, and revealing the truth could have endangered them both. But now, with the future of the Syndicate hanging in the balance and his brother, Dorian, fighting alon

SHADOWS OF THE PASTThe victory over Vincent and the Syndicate was a turning point, but Lysander knew that the battle was far from over. Even with Vincent in custody, there were still factions within the Syndicate that needed to be dismantled. The organization had been shattered, but it was not yet finished. New leaders were already stepping up, trying to fill the vacuum left by Vincent's fall.The safe house was quieter now, but the weight of their hard-fought victory still lingered in the air. Lysander sat in his office, staring at the maps and intelligence reports, while Kylie sat across from him, her presence a calming contrast to the storm of thoughts in his mind. They had come so far, but there was still more work to be done."What's next?" Kylie asked, breaking the silence that had hung in the room for hours.Lysander exhaled slowly, his gaze lingering on the map. "We still have to take down the remnants of the Syndicate. There are people out there who want to fill Vincent's sh

ECHOES OF THE PASTDespite the city slowly healing, the shadow of the past still lingered, especially for Lysander. While the Syndicate was gone, the damage it had done wasn’t so easily erased. His connection to the old world, the one he’d worked so hard to leave behind, had left scars, not just on him but on everyone who had been close to him.He had been trying to move on. They both had. But some things were harder to outrun than others. The peace they’d fought for felt fragile, like something that could be shattered at any moment.One evening, as Lysander and Kylie were working on their latest community project, helping to set up a program for the youth in the city, the past came rushing back in a way neither of them had anticipated.A knock at the door interrupted their quiet evening. Dorian was the first to answer, and the moment he opened it, Lysander felt his pulse quicken. There, standing in the doorway, was someone he thought he’d never see again: his mother.She stood in the

A NEW DAWNThe days following their confrontation at the docks felt surreal. After years of living in the shadow of the Syndicate, Lysander and his team were finally seeing the fruits of their labor. The city, which had once been a battleground, was slowly beginning to heal. The remnants of the Syndicate faction had been wiped out, and with Marco’s capture, they had gained critical intelligence on the final pieces of the organization that still clung to the past.But despite the progress, Lysander couldn’t shake the feeling that the battle was never truly over. There was always someone, something lurking in the background, waiting to rise from the ashes. He had learned that lesson too well over the years. But this time, he was ready.Lysander and Kylie stood on the balcony of the newly secured safe house, the morning sun rising over the horizon. The city stretched out before them, a sprawling landscape of hope and possibility. For the first time in a long time, Lysander felt something

THE HIDDEN NETWORKThe armed men who had trapped Lysander and Kylie within the compound were in contrast to any Syndicate enforcers they had faced before. They moved with the precision and self-assurance of incredibly skilled operatives, their eyes bloodless and calculating. Lysander could feel the burden of their purpose; these were no longer simply squaddies, they were assassins dispatched to put off any risk to the hidden community.Kylie’s eyes flicked across the room, assessing their options. The compound’s decay meant there were lots of hiding locations, but additionally lots of dangers. “Lysander,” she whispered, “we need to discover a manner out of right here. Now.”Lysander nodded, his thoughts racing. “We need to cut it up. I’ll create a diversion, you discover another manner out and get these statistics to the team.”Kylie hesitated, her grip on his arm tightening. “Be careful.”“You too,” he answered, giving her a brief kiss earlier than turning to face their pursuers.Wit