Semua Bab Taming the Obsessed Mafia Boss: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Cross’ POVI had told myself I was done.I wasn’t going back. I wasn’t going to let Ariana pull me in again just to push me away.She made it clear—she didn’t want me in her life. And yet, here I was, pacing in my lair while Gustav and a few of my men stood by, waiting for instructions. Something was brewing in the city. The underworld had been unusually restless the past few days, and I knew it had Mira written all over it.“What’s the word?” I asked, stopping in front of Gustav.Gustav cleared his throat. “There’s talk that someone’s been moving shipments through the North Bay. Illegal arms, drugs—big deals. And Mira’s name keeps popping up.”Of course it did.I ran a hand down my face. “What else?”Gustav hesitated before adding, “Some say she’s been in contact with outsiders. People from across the border. If that’s true, she’s expanding.”My jaw clenched. Mira was always ambitious, but this was reckless. She was making moves far bigger than she could control. And if North Bay was

Ari’s POV The moment Cross stormed out of my house, I collapsed onto my couch, feeling the weight of everything come crashing down on me again. I had warned him. I had begged him to stay away. But Cross was relentless. He didn’t listen. He never did. And Jonathan… I touched the tender bruise on my cheek, wincing slightly. Everything about my life had spiraled out of control. I was tired. Exhausted. All I wanted was peace. I wiped my face and took a deep breath. If I kept breaking down every night, I’d never be able to pull myself together. Maybe I deserved all of this—maybe this was my punishment for leading my team into a dead end, for what happened to Aaron. I needed to push through. I needed to go to work, do my damn job, and prove that I was still worth something. So, I forced myself up and began preparing for the next day. *** It was Gina that welcomed me the next day, and not with the best news. I caught sight of her near the bulletin board, whispering to another officer.

Cross’ POVI laid out each of the sex tool on a large wooden table that was placed beside the bed. It all looked like a scene from a movie where the serial killer sets up his equipment ready to inflict pains on the victim. This was more than just pleasure for me, it's was a masculine urge to dominate. I wasn’t thinking straight; the flow made it impossible to stop. Mira, on the other hand, was so excited. Each time we locked gaze, she let out a giggle encouraging me to carry on. I was all set.I placed the chains on each side of her ankle, holding her firmly to the edge of the bed. Her legs were spread apart in a V shape. Then I proceed to her hands. “You know your safe words.” I askedMira nodded in reply.I stood back to admire my work. I had perfectly placed and crafted Mira in a position where she has to beg for whatever was coming her way. I fastened the gag around her mouth then poured the oils all over her breasts.I slowly began to massage her blossom. Mira moaned in deligh

Ari’s POVJonathan was taking over my personal space. I just couldn’t stand the sight of him touching me. He leaned forward for a kiss, but I pulled back.“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked, frowning. He could see my reaction wasn’t welcoming.“We have talked about this,” Jonathan replied. He smiled sheepishly while still looking for a way to hold my hands. I wished I could smack that smug look off his face.“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I gave him a cold stare.“Of course, you do. I want us to pretend we’re still lovers, just like the good old days,” Jonathan replied.He took a step forward and held my hands.“Let go of me!” I yelled.“I hope you know I have your secrets in my palms,” Jonathan reminded me.“Are you trying to blackmail me?” I asked.Jonathan tightened his grip on my hands, not willing to let go.“You will have to fuck me, Ari,” he commanded.Jonathan had the audacity to speak out those words.“No way you’re getting into me!” I yelled at him, protest

Cross’ POVI woke up with a pounding headache, my body sore and my mind clouded.Something felt off.The second I turned; I felt warmth beside me. A body. A naked body.Mira.My stomach twisted in disgust as I stared at her, sprawled on my sheets with a satisfied smirk on her lips.What the fuck had I done?I sat up instantly, running a hand over my face. My head was hazy, but memories of the night before came back in flashes—drinking too much, Mira teasing me, her hands all over me. I clenched my jaw, fists tightening.I was a fucking idiot.I turned to her, my voice sharp. “Get up.”Mira stretched lazily; eyes still closed. “Mmm… good morning my sweet mafia lord.”I gritted my teeth. “Mira. I said, get up.”She opened her eyes then, looking at me with amusement. “Oh, come on, Cross. Don’t tell me you regret it already.”I swung my legs off the bed, gripping the edge tightly. “It shouldn’t have happened.”Mira laughed softly. “But it did.”I inhaled sharply, trying to control my rage