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All Chapters of Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30
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Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Ari’s POV This thing about Cross was becoming a problem and I couldn’t let him continue echoing in my thoughts and disturbing everything else that mattered to my life. Since the shoot out at the bar, I had not seen Cross which was good, but then, all through work, I couldn’t get myself to focus on something else that wasn’t the lead mafia drug lord in the city who was meant to be my worst enemy. There wasn’t a minute that passed without my insides churning and yearning for all the heat of that night. Enough, Ari! I knew I was being stupid. I had a one-night stand with a man I should have pinned down in my house and earned myself a badge of honor that will nail my career forever. And as if that sin was not enough, I was somehow craving more of that nastiness. The fact remained that Cross was doing a good job staying away from my life for now and this was my good opportunity to do myself some good and outrightly forget him! That was why I was even more pissed off when I came h
Last Updated : 2025-01-08022
Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Satisfaction… That was a good word for what I felt after my encounter with Cross the previous day. I could still see the pleading hunger in his eyes and composure and could remember just how much it drove me crazy being in control. Still, it wasn’t about just enjoying the sex irrespective of whether I was in control or not. This was never meant to happen at all! I rolled my eyes annoyingly as I tried to focus. I sat at my desk, staring blankly at a half-filled report while my mind replayed the night of the shooting at the bar over and over. The two men. The gunshots. Cross. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t scrub their lifeless faces from my mind. “Earth to Ari!” I snapped out of my daze as Gina, one of the precinct’s most dedicated gossip connoisseurs, leaned over the divider. She was holding a steaming mug of coffee and grinning as if she’d just uncovered the precinct’s juiciest secret. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” she said, her bright red lipstick forming a s
Last Updated : 2025-01-09023
Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Ari’s POV The world tilted slightly as the bartender’s casual grin stayed fixed on me. Every nerve in my body screamed at me to act—to do something. But my feet were rooted to the pavement, and my heart pounded in my chest like a war drum. I forced myself to breathe, one shallow breath after another, until I finally found my voice. “Look,” I said, trying to keep my tone steady, though my hands trembled slightly, “you… you don’t have to mention everything you saw last night.” The bartender—Bruno, if I remembered the name on his tag—raised an eyebrow, his smirk slipping just slightly. “Oh? And why’s that?” I hesitated. Saying the wrong thing could make this worse. “Because I was there,” I said, voice low. “I’m… I’m a cop.” His smirk vanished completely. Bruno’s head tilted slightly, and his eyes narrowed as he studied me. “A cop? Well, ain’t that something.” I stepped closer, dropping my voice even lower. “I’m not supposed to have been there. And if my name gets dragged into thi
Last Updated : 2025-01-09024
Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Cross’ POV From the balcony of my penthouse, the world below seemed small—insignificant. But no matter how high I stood above it all, I couldn’t shake the gnawing frustration crawling beneath my skin. Mira. Her name alone made my jaw clench, and my grip tighten around the glass of whiskey in my hand. She had played her game well—too well—and I was still in the dark about what the hell she was up to. “Boss.” Leo’s voice cut through the haze of my thoughts, and I turned to see him standing at the glass door leading to the balcony. Leo was another man. Gustav was still busy somewhere. He looked sharp, as always—broad shoulders, clean suit, and a face that didn’t flinch even when staring down the barrel of a gun. “What did you find?” I asked, my voice low but sharp enough to slice through the tension in the air. Leo stepped forward, holding a sleek black tablet. “Mira’s been busy, boss. Meetings, calls, offshore accounts—we’ve traced some activity to North Bay.” I frowned. “North B
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Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Cross’ POV The drive back from Mira’s safe house was silent except for the low hum of the engine and the faint sound of Leo tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. The warehouse encounter played on repeat in my head—Mira’s defiance, Caspar’s panic, and the maps scattered across that table. North Bay. Offshore accounts. Rival gangs. It wasn’t adding up, and that infuriated me. Mira wasn’t stupid. She was reckless, manipulative, and a damn good liar—but never stupid. Whatever deal she was brokering wasn’t just a simple power grab. It was bigger. Messier. And it had me written all over it. The question wasn’t what she was planning—it was why. Leo glanced at me briefly as we turned onto the main road. “Boss, Caspar’s being held at our East Side warehouse. You want me to start working on him tonight?” I shook my head, staring out at the city lights rushing past us. “No. Let him stew for a while. Caspar’s the kind of rat that talks better when he’s had time to marinate in his
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Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Ari’s POV I could feel him; his touch subtle, his masculine finger tenderly drawing traces over my skin, sliding up between my thighs, drawing in closer and closer… The sharp ring of my phone cut through the haze of sleep, yanking me out of whatever fragile dream I’d been clinging to. I blinked against the pale light filtering through my curtains, fumbling for my phone on the nightstand. “Ariana,” I croaked into the receiver, my voice thick with sleep. “Ari, it’s Gina. You need to get down to the station. Now.” Her voice was unusually tight, her usual playful sarcasm absent. I sat up, my heart already starting to race. “What’s going on?” “You’ll see when you get here. Just hurry.” The line went dead. I was in the station in no time, marching my way through. Officers clustered in small groups, murmuring in hushed tones while a few others rushed past with files tucked under their arms. Whatever had happened, it was big. Gina spotted me from across the bullpen and waved me over
Last Updated : 2025-01-09027
Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Cross’ POV I stood near the edge of the warehouse’s loading dock, staring out at the distant horizon. The police had been here earlier in the morning. The yellow crime scene tape still hung around the area but now, they were gone and somehow, I needed to be here in this site to think through. Gustav stood to my left, arms crossed, while Leo leaned against a rusted metal beam, flicking open and shut a lighter in rhythmic clicks. “Nothing?” I asked, my voice sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Nothing,” Gustav said, his voice heavy with frustration. “We combed the entire damn waterfront, Cross. If Caspar’s still out there, he’s either deep in hiding or halfway across the state by now.” Leo let out a low chuckle, his eyes fixed on the flickering flame of his lighter. “Rats like him don’t drown easy, boss. He’s out there, licking his wounds and figuring out his next move.” That wasn’t good enough. Caspar wasn’t just some disposable pawn. He was the middleman—an essential thr
Last Updated : 2025-01-10028
Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Cross’ POVThe night was thick with silence, broken only by the faint hum of neon lights flickering above the alleyway. Ariana stood a few feet away from me, her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her face cast in shadows. The dim glow illuminated her sharp features, and I could see the fire burning in her eyes—anger, fear, and something else she wouldn’t admit to.“Talk to me,” I said, my voice low but firm.Ariana hesitated, her gaze flickering away briefly before locking back onto mine. “What else do you want me to say?”I stayed silent, letting her continue.“He saw me that night at the bar. He recognized me.” Her voice wavered slightly, but she pressed on. “And now he’s blackmailing me, Cross. He’s holding it over my head—saying he’ll go to the precinct, tell Aaron, tell everyone that I was there. That I was involved.”I let out a sharp breath, my fists clenching at my sides. Bruno. That slimy bartender had crossed a line he couldn’t uncross.“And you paid him off?” I asked, al
Last Updated : 2025-01-11029
Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Ari’s POVMorning…Another day after I and Cross’ encounter the previous night.I sat on the edge of my bed, clutching a steaming mug of coffee as the chaos of the last few days clawed at the edges of my mind. Bruno. Cross. Jonathan. Every corner of my life felt tangled with their shadows, and I was so damn tired of it.I took a slow sip from my mug, letting the bitterness ground me.No more.No more Cross barging into my life with his infuriating arrogance and feigned heroic warnings. No more Jonathan with his deceit and hollow apologies. No more Bruno holding a knife over my career with his greasy fingers wrapped around the truth.Today, I was a cop. Just a cop. And I was going to act like it.With that encouragement, I picked myself up for the day.The precinct was its usual symphony of noise—phones ringing, officers arguing over cold cases, someone cursing at the coffee machine for eating their coins. It was chaotic and predictable, and for the first time in days, I felt a shred o
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Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss/Lyra's Pen
Cross’ POVA cold breeze drifted in through the cracked window of my car as I sat parked across the street from Bruno’s dingy little bar. Bruno was inside, probably wiping down dirty counters or pouring cheap whiskey.Whatever.Ariana’s words from the night before echoed in my head.“Don’t touch me. Don’t follow me. And don’t fix this.”But Ariana didn’t understand the weight of what she was caught in—or just how dangerous Bruno could be if left unchecked.I wasn’t about to let some two-bit bartender with a loose tongue and greasy palms ruin her life.No, I thought, lighting a cigarette and letting the smoke drift into the cold night air. I’m not staying out of this.For hours, I kept watch. Bruno moved in predictable patterns—working behind the bar, taking smoke breaks out back, and occasionally slipping into a side alley to make a phone call.Around noon, he left the bar entirely and headed toward the market district. I followed at a safe distance, my car blending easily with the mi
Last Updated : 2025-01-13
