Semua Bab Tied To The Mafia Boss: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Alison Damien and I sat in the living room, the next day. While Hugh stood near a whiteboard, cigarette in hand, with a firm expression on his face. The faint scent of smoke curled around him as he flicked the ash onto the floor. Damien leaned back, eyeing the board. “I really want to know how you got that board.” Hugh exhaled a cloud of smoke. “Can we just focus on the plan?” Damien shrugged. “I’m just saying, it’s a little much.” Hugh rolled his eyes. “Noted but I’m not going to do anything about it.” Damien furrowed his eyebrows but Hugh seemed not to notice. He tapped the cigarette against a nearby ashtray. “Now, let’s get started. First off, thank you for joining in, Alison.” His eyes locked on mine. “I know you’ve been through hell because of Aiden, and I don’t expect you to join but I’m glad you did.” I swallowed hard, my nails digging into my palm. “You don’t need to thank me I’m just doing what’s right.” Hugh nodded. “Good. Anyway, I intend to keep this pl

Damien I roamed around the house, trying to keep my mind busy, but no matter what I did, my mind kept drifting back to Alison. Was she okay? Had everything gone according to plan? The thought of her being near Aiden made my skin crawl. I let out a frustrated sigh and ran a hand through my hair. I knew Hugh had really worked hard on this plan, calculating every move, but something didn’t sit right with me. I had this nagging feeling that something terrible was going to happen. Without thinking, I stepped out of the house and headed toward the garage. My eyes landed on an old car I hadn’t driven in years. It was covered in a thin layer of dust, but I knew it would still run. I walked over, brushing my fingers along the hood before pulling the door open. “I hope this works,” I muttered under my breath. Sliding into the driver’s seat, I turned the key in the ignition. The engine roared to life, and despite everything, I couldn’t help but smile. Without wasting another second,

DamienThe door creaked open, and I didn’t even need to turn around to know it was Hugh. His heavy boots thudded against the floor as he stepped inside. I sat up slightly, still sprawled on the couch, my fingers tracing the seam of my jeans. “How did the plan go?” I asked without looking at him. Hugh let out a dry laugh, shutting the door behind him. “You know how the plan went.” I finally turned to face him, my brows pulling together. “No, I don’t.” He scoffed, walking further into the room. “Damien, don’t bullshit me.” “I’m not.” I lied and from the way his expression changed, I knew Hugh was aware that I was lying.“I saw you there.” He gave me a look—one that sent a cold shiver down my spine. My heart stuttered in my chest, but I kept my expression neutral. “What do you mean?” “You know what I mean.” For a moment, we stared at each other. I knew I’d been caught. There was no point in lying now. I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck before finally confessing. “I

Damien Hugh’s eyes were sharp as he looked at me. I could feel the weight of his stare like he was picking apart every thought in my head before I even spoke. “I’m sorry that I forgot that a lot of things are at stake,” I said. My words sounded lame and I knew that Hugh was irritated by it because his expression changed.“You can’t continue doing this!” He said in a firm voice.“I understand that what I did was wrong. Starting from now I am going to keep to my promise. I know you don’t believe me but I mean it.”Hugh was silent, he didn’t say a thing he just stared at me. Then after what felt like eternity, he scoffed. “You’ve lost your gangster touch,” Hugh said. “That’s why it’s so hard for you to do the right thing. The Damien I know wouldn’t hesitate to stick to plan. You were always grounded.”I shot him a glare. “Really? That’s all you have to say?” “What do you want me to say?” Hugh challenged. “That you’re acting like a fucking zoppo. I’m trying so hard to be nice h

Damien I paced back and forth across the room, the floorboards creaking under my weight. A knot tightened in my chest as I checked the window for the tenth time. There was still no sign of Alison. Didn’t she get my note? I clenched my fists. Maybe the security guard had opened the box and read it. Maybe he’d reported it to Aiden. Hell, maybe he didn’t even hand it over to her.‘Fuck!’ I yelled. I needed to stop overthinking. I let out a breath and my hand dropped to my waist.During that moment I stepped away from the window. Just as I turned toward the stairs, a sudden knock on the door made me freeze. My heart slammed against my ribs. I rushed toward the door and yanked it open, only for my face to fall when I saw who stood there. It was a little girl. She was around eight or nine, with pigtails and bright, blue eyes. She clutched a jar filled with money in one hand and a small tray of candy in the other. “What do you want?” I asked, my tone rougher than necessar