All Chapters of The Mafia's Addiction: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

***************CHAPTER 22~Arianna’s POV~The cool night air hit me as we stepped outside, the heavy bass from the club muffled by the closed door behind us.I wrenched my arm free, glaring up at him. “What the hell was that?”“That?” he echoed, his voice dangerously calm as he turned to face me fully. “That was me keeping you from making an even bigger mistake.”“I was just dancing!” I shot back and my voice rose. “You can’t just—just storm in and punch people because you’re angry!”His lips twisted into a humorless smirk. “Oh, I wasn’t angry. Yet.”My heart skipped a beat at the dark edge in his tone. “Where are we going now?”He stepped closer, his towering presence swallowing the space between us. “To let out the anger you seem so determined to provoke.”I stared at him, my breath catching in my throat. The fire in his eyes was unnerving, but it was the restraint beneath it that sent a shiver down my spine.He turned sharply, striding toward his car parked a short distance away.

****************CHAPTER 24~Arianna’s POV~I rasped on the door and stepped, my eyes glancing around the porch as I stood, arms wrapped tightly around myself against the biting cold. The chill seeped through the thin fabric of my dress, and I shifted uncomfortably, silently praying Martha was home.Footsteps shuffled inside, and her voice called out, “Alright, alright, I’m coming!”The door opened, and Martha stood there, her eyes widening in shock as they landed on me. “Arianna?” she asked, her voice laced with disbelief. Her gaze travelled down my dishevelled appearance, lingering on my deep red dress that clung uncomfortably to my body.I looked down at myself. The dress wasn’t one I would have chosen—not in a million years. Its neckline dipped just low enough to make me self-conscious, and the slit running up the side made me feel like I was barely dressed at all. A gust of wind sent a shiver through me, emphasizing my predicament.“Goodness me, Arianna,” Martha said, her voi

***************CHAPTER 26~Arianna’s POV~The car tore through the darkened streets, its engine growling like a restless predator. Damon’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles pale under the dim glow of the dashboard.I crossed my arms, my frustration boiling over. “You can’t just drag me around like I’m some kind of possession, Damon. I’m a person, not—”“You’re mine, Arianna,” he interrupted firmly. “And I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”I scoffed, turning my head to glare at him. “Safe? You left me on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. What part of that screams 'safe’ to you?”His jaw clenched, his gaze fixed ahead. “You needed a reminder that actions have consequences. Wandering off wasn’t an option.”“You’re unbelievable,” I muttered, slumping back into the seat. My hands itched to grab the door handle, to throw myself out of the car if only to prove a point. But with the speed he was driving, that wasn’t an option unless I had a death wi

***************CHAPTER 28~Arianna’s POV~The ride back to Damon’s estate was suffocating. Every time I opened my mouth to speak, his sharp gaze in the rearview mirror silenced me.His words replayed in my mind like a broken record. “You’re mine.”The possessiveness of it made my skin crawl, but the way my heart reacted—skipping in some unexplainable rhythm—was what unsettled me most.I glanced out the window, the dense forest surrounding the road seemed to close in on us as the trees watched our every move.Then, the car screeched to a halt.“What now?” I muttered, my nerves already frayed.Damon didn’t answer immediately. He scanned the road ahead, his posture tense. My gaze followed his, and that’s when I saw it—a black SUV parked sideways across the narrow path.“Stay in the car,” he ordered.“Like hell I will,” I snapped, adrenaline spiking.“Arianna.” His tone was sharper now, leaving no room for argument. “Stay. Here.”I shrank back into my seat as Damon stepped out. The air o

***************CHAPTER 30~Damon’s POV~Once I ensured Arianna was inside and locked away, I descended the penthouse via the elevator swiftly. My senses were razor-sharp, heightened by the adrenaline pumping through me.Mars growled in the back of my mind in a low rumble. “They shouldn’t have come this close. They’ve overstepped.”“Trust me, they’ll regret it,” I muttered aloud, my voice laced with cold fury.As I stepped into the open, the ir carried the faint scent of intruders. My eyes scanned the shadows cast by the towering estate walls. There—movement. Two figures, quickly slipping through the dense tree line bordering the property.“Xander,” I mindlinked. “Two intruders, north perimeter. Cut them off. I’ll flush them toward you.”“On it,” Xander replied.With Xander, I did not have problem with ensuring things were okay as the latter was always around me and knowing everything I wanted like a sixth sense.Without hesitation, I followed the faint trail the intruders had left—br