Semua Bab Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Mira’s POVKaelie was still unconscious when I stepped into the room.She was strapped to a chair, her head slumped forward, her breath coming in soft, shaky intervals. Her hair was a tangled mess over her face, strands sticking to her damp skin.Pathetic.I walked over to the table, picking up a knife and twirling it between my fingers as I watched her. The dim light cast long shadows on the walls, giving the room an eerie glow.Then, finally, she stirred.A soft groan escaped her lips as her body tensed. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, blinking against the light.It took her a second to register her surroundings.Then the panic hit.Her breathing turned sharp and erratic. She tugged at the restraints, her body twisting and struggling against the chair.“H-hello?” she called out, her voice trembling. “Somebody—please! Help!”I smirked.“Oh, sweetheart,” I cooed, stepping into her line of sight. “No one’s coming.”Her eyes snapped to me, wide with fear. “Who… who are you?”I tilted m

Ari’s POVI had just been on my desk that afternoon, flipping through the files on Kaelie’s case, though the words barely registered. My mind was stretched thin, caught between the weight of my mistakes and the desperate need to set things right.Kaelie was still out there.I had agreed to Mira’s terms. I had promised to bring Cross.But nothing about this situation felt right.Everything was a mess."Ari."I looked up to see Gina standing near my desk, her expression unusually soft.I tensed automatically, waiting for another lecture, another round of judgment, but instead, she sighed."I just… I wanted to apologize," she said.I blinked. "For what?"She hesitated before sitting across from me. "For how we’ve treated you. For how I’ve treated you. Everyone has been so quick to blame you for everything that’s happened—Kaelie, Aaron, Cross… but I realize now, none of this is just on you."I stared at her, unsure of what to say.Gina exhaled sharply. "Look, I don’t know the full story b

Mira’s POVKaelie looked like shit.Her eyes were puffy and swollen from crying, her lips cracked, her whole body slumped forward in exhaustion. She didn’t even flinch when I stepped into the room this time.I walked over lazily, stopping just in front of her chair. “You’re quieter than usual.”She lifted her head weakly. “What’s the point?”I smirked, tilting my head. “Giving up already?”Kaelie swallowed hard, her voice hoarse. “Are they coming for me?”I crouched down, watching her carefully. “Oh, sweetheart.” I reached out, running a finger under her chin before she jerked her head away. “They’re on their way.”Her bottom lip trembled, but she clenched her jaw to keep it from showing.I sighed, shaking my head. “You’re lucky, you know. You get to be part of something big. This isn’t just about you, or me, or even Ari. This is about power.”Kaelie scoffed. “You’re insane.”I grinned. “And you’re boring me.”I stood up, stepping back toward the door. “Don’t worry. Your best friend w

Ari’s POVWait…Someone had to explain to me how you could be with one person one minute and the other, they were…They were…Everything was a blur.The days after the accident felt like they barely existed, passing in a haze of grief, exhaustion, and an unbearable hollowness in my chest.I barely ate.I barely slept.I barely breathed.I waited for confirmation, but it was true. A body was found. Retrieved. Everything had burned to crisp. But it was true.It was him.Cross Margiello.Deceased.The news had already spread through the precinct, and even though no one dared to say it out loud, I could feel the looks. The silent whispers. The pity. I hated it. I hated that I had let myself believe, even for a second, that Cross could have made it out alive.Because he didn’t.And now, all I had left was this crushing emptiness. And how did I pour it out? Pretending I was fine while I ran into the field screaming and weeping, while I crashed in the bathtub sobbing, while I hated myself in

Cross’ POV The Don wanted to see me…. I couldn't wrap my head around the reason I was still held captive. I mean, end this shit already! The last thing I needed was to see the Don. I had a strong feeling that Mira’s uncle was a big deal - still a big deal. We had history, but it had been so long and I couldn’t be sure he had changed. The guards stationed here were heavily equipped with Ak 47 and other sorts of rifles. Once I tried to escape and it didn't turn out well. The next time, who knew… I had to remain calm for my own life. Still… What do they want from me? What the fuck did Mira want? I kept asking myself this question. Yes, she saved me… Yes, she loved me - or so she claimed. But she had to understand that if she could not just let me go, then she rather brought me to my end earlier. Nothing could bring us together! Everyone thought I'm dead so what was the deal about keeping me alive, anyway? Mira seemed to be enjoying my company. She seized every opportunity to come