All Chapters of Twisted Love With The Mafia Boss: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Aria’s hands trembled as she gripped the edge of the sink in her bathroom. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her lips were still swollen from Alejandro’s kisses, her skin still tingling from his touch.She needed to stop this.Whatever was happening between them, whatever emotions were trying to take root in her heart, she had to kill them before they destroyed her.A knock at the door startled her."Aria."Alejandro’s deep voice sent a shiver through her, but she clenched her fists and forced herself to breathe."I don’t want to talk right now," she said, trying to keep her voice steady.There was a pause. "Too bad."The door handle twisted. She gasped, stepping back as the door swung open. Alejandro stood there, his dark eyes locked onto hers, unreadable yet intense. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him."You can’t just—""I can do whatever I want." His voice was low, firm, leaving no room for argument.Her pulse pounded. "Ale

The explosion had ripped through the underground facility with a force that shook the very foundation of the compound. In the ensuing chaos, smoke billowed into the corridors and the acrid stench of burning debris mingled with the iron tang of blood. For a long, agonizing moment, it was as if time itself had fractured into splintered fragments—a cacophony of screams, clattering metal, and the roar of collapsing walls.Aria’s mind swam in darkness as she struggled to regain consciousness. Her head pounded relentlessly, and her body, bruised and battered from the struggle earlier, throbbed in protest. She could barely distinguish sound from silence amid the turmoil. All she knew was that she had to wake up; she had to survive. Slowly, she opened her eyes and tried to focus. The room around her was dim and chaotic: fragments of concrete littered the floor, and the distant wail of sirens hinted at the impending arrival of reinforcements or perhaps the approaching authorities.Her wrists w

Aria, seated in a quiet corner with her laptop, immersed herself in the data. Lines of code and encrypted messages blurred together as she worked furiously, her fingers dancing across the keyboard in an effort to decrypt the final pieces of the puzzle. She discovered patterns, connections between transactions, and a network of shell companies that linked back to an even bigger operation—one that reached far beyond Miguel’s petty vendettas. Every revelation both terrified and fascinated her. This was a web of corruption and greed that threatened to upend everything Alejandro had built. And she knew that if they were to win this war, they would need to expose every last strand of that network.Time ticked by, each moment filled with a mix of urgent preparation and moments of quiet intimacy. Alejandro and Aria found solace in brief, stolen glances and whispered conversations, their bond deepening with each shared word. In one particularly quiet moment, as they sat together on a makeshift

Smoke thickened in the air, stinging Aria’s eyes as she fought to keep her breath steady. The warehouse was crumbling around them, flames licking at the broken walls, the scent of burning wood and gasoline suffocating. The explosion had turned the place into a death trap, and the only thing keeping her from running for her life was the man lying beneath a heavy metal beam, struggling to stay conscious. Alejandro. His usually sharp eyes were clouded with pain, his skin pale beneath the streaks of blood running down his temple. His breaths were shallow, each one more labored than the last. “No, no, no,” Aria whispered, gripping the steel beam with trembling hands. “Stay with me.” Her heart pounded violently as she tried to push the beam off him. It barely budged. She gritted her teeth and tried again, using every ounce of strength she had. The weight was crushing him. If she didn’t get it off, he wouldn’t last much longer. “Aria…” His voice was barely a whisper, weak and hoarse

The night air was thick with tension as Aria slipped out of the safehouse, her heart pounding in her chest. Every step she took toward Miguel’s secret meeting felt like she was walking into a trap. And maybe she was.Jace was right behind her, his presence a steady reassurance even as danger loomed ahead.“You sure about this?” he murmured as they reached the dark alley where their stolen vehicle was parked.Aria nodded, tightening the strap of her leather jacket. “We don’t have a choice.”Jace exhaled, shaking his head. “You’re starting to sound like Alejandro.”She smirked. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”Jace scoffed but didn’t argue.They climbed into the black sedan, Jace behind the wheel. He didn’t turn the headlights on as he pulled onto the road, keeping their movements discreet.“You know,” Jace mused after a few moments of silence, “I don’t think Alejandro has ever let anyone talk him into something the way you do.”Aria glanced at him. “Is that a bad thing?”Jace smirked.