Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 148

Chapter 148

Alex turned and slowly walked away, his back straight, shoulders squared like he hadn’t just been inches from death. His men followed silently, weaving through Asher’s, who hadn’t moved an inch. The air was sharp like everyone was still bracing for gunfire.

Then Asher’s voice cut through the silence like a blade.

“This is fucking done!” he shouted after Alex. “I see you anywhere near Ariella again, you’re done. You’re dead. Fuck the contract. Fuck the peace treaty. I don’t give a fuck.”

Alex didn’t respond with words. He just raised his hand and flashed a peace sign with his fingers, mocking, taunting before disappearing through the door.

No one breathed. Not until Asher finally relaxed and turned his back. That’s when Luca came rushing in through the hallway, his eyes scanning the room with panic until they landed on Asher.

He exhaled, hard. Then motioned for the men in the room to leave.

Then he turned to me.

“You okay, Ariella?”

“Yeah,” I nodded. “I’m fine.”

“They didn’t touch you?”

“No,” I said, shaking my head. “They just told me to sit. That’s all.”

“What about the others? Leon? Maria?”

“They’re okay,” I said quickly. “Maria knew about a safe room. I told them to go hide there.”

“Smart,” Luca said with a nod. Then he looked at Asher, who hadn’t said a word, hadn’t looked at either of us. He was somewhere else… far from here, far from me.

Luca turned again, voice gentle. “I’ll go check on them.”

When he left, it was just the two of us, Asher and I standing in the silence of the living room.

I couldn’t stop myself. I moved toward him, slowly at first, and then faster. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him, kissing his bruised forehead over and over again. I didn’t care about the blood. I didn’t care about anything. I just needed to know he was safe. That I was safe,

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” I whispered. “I’m so glad we’re all okay. I thought I was going to die…”

I waited for him to hold me. To return the embrage. To pull me into the safety of his arms like he always did.

But he didn’t. Instead, he pulled away. Not roughly but firmly. His hands peeled me off him like I was something he couldn’t bear to touch.

Then his voice came low and sharp.

“What the fuck was that?”

I blinked. “What?”

“What the hell was that?” he barked, louder now

“I don’t understand….’ 

“Why did you interfere?”

My heart dropped. I felt the blood drain from my face.

“What made you think you had a say in what happened between me and Alex?”

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