All Chapters of Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don: Chapter 651 - Chapter 660

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Fractures

Michael’s POV The moment Theo Park stepped into the principal’s office with Kim beside him, something inside my chest snapped.His dark coat was perfectly tailored, his posture relaxed, and his expression carried that same quiet confidence that had irritated me since the day he moved into the house across the street.Kim stood beside him, clutching the strap of her school bag nervously.Henry straightened in his chair when he saw her.“Kim,” he said quietly.Her eyes softened immediately.“Henry… your eye…”“I’m fine.”Theo’s gaze slowly moved across the room. It paused briefly on Ashley then on the principal and finally it landed on me.I stood up before anyone else could say a word.“What are you doing here?”Theo raised one eyebrow slightly, as if genuinely surprised by the hostility.“Good afternoon to you too,” he said mildly.The principal cleared his throat.“Mr. Santos, Mr. Park is here because his daughter was involved in the incident" he replied. I gestured angrily toward

Unfinished Conversation

Michael’s POV I shouldn’t have called Ramon.The thought had crossed my mind at least ten times during the drive to the restaurant, but I had already made the reservation, already texted him the address, already committed myself to this strange idea that maybe spending a few hours pretending my life wasn’t falling apart would help.It hadn’t.The moment I sat down at the table, the weight of the day crashed over me again.I stared at the untouched glass of whiskey in front of me and rotated it slowly between my fingers.The restaurant was one of those quiet upscale places downtown where the lighting was soft, the tables were spaced far apart, and every plate looked like it belonged in an art gallery instead of on a dining table.Normally I liked it but tonight it felt suffocating.“Michael?”I looked up.Ramon had just arrived at the table.He was dressed in a rather cute way, different from work. His dark hair was still perfectly styled, though he looked a little rushed, like he had

Necessary Games

Theo's POVThere were many places I would rather have been tonight but instead, I was here sitting across from Vanessa Caldwell, smiling like I enjoyed every second of this dinner.I didn’t, not even a little.Vanessa Caldwell was beautiful in the way magazine covers described beauty with perfect hair, flawless makeup, a sleek black dress that probably cost more than most people’s monthly rent.She was powerful too, one of the most influential investors in the luxury automotive industry and tonight, she was the key to expanding my operation.Which meant I had to play along. Even if the entire situation felt like a performance.Vanessa lifted her wine glass and swirled the dark liquid slowly.“You’re unusually quiet tonight, Theo.”I smiled. The kind of smile that made people think you were listening very carefully.“I’m listening.”She tilted her head.“That’s not the same thing.”Her eyes lingered on me longer than necessary.There it was, the look.Vanessa Caldwell had been interest

Too Close

Michael's POVI shouldn’t have followed him.That thought crossed my mind the moment I pushed open the restroom door but by then it was already too late.Theo Park stood by the sink, drying his hands with one of the crisp white paper towels. The light above the mirror reflected off the polished marble counter, casting a soft glow across the room.He looked up the second I walked in, his eyes met mine first then that calm, irritating expression spread across his face again.The same one he had worn when I punched him earlier. The same one he had worn while Henry stood beside him instead of me.“Well, this is becoming a habit” Theo said casually, tossing the paper towel into the trash. I shut the door behind me. The quiet click of the lock echoed louder than it should have.“You’re following me now?” he continued mildly.“I’m not following you.”“No?”His eyebrow lifted slightly.“Because it looks very much like you walked into a restroom just to glare at me” he said.I took a few step

Lines Crossed

Michael's POVFor a few seconds after Theo pulled away, I couldn’t move. My brain was still trying to catch up with what had just happened.The cold tile pressed against my back and Theo’s hands were still pinning my wrists against the wall.His face was only inches from mine and my heart was beating so hard I could feel it in my throat.What the hell just happened?Then my mind snapped back into place.I pushes him hard.“Get the hell off me!”Theo stumbled back a step, finally releasing my wrists. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand like I could erase the moment completely.“What is wrong with you?” I snapped.Theo leaned casually against the sink again like nothing had happened and then he laughed.“You should see your face,” he said.My cheeks were burning.“You’re insane.”Theo tilted his head slightly, studying me with that same irritating calm.“No, i’m honest” he said.“Honest? You just assaulted me” I barked. “That was a kiss.”“That was not a kiss.”“It was, you just

Strategic Desires

Theo's POVI took a moment before leaving the restroom, not because I needed to but because I wanted to.The mirror above the sink reflected a man who looked perfectly composed, which was exactly how I wanted to appear when I walked back to the table, even though my mind was still replaying the last few minutes.The furious look on Michael’s face, the way his breath had hitched when I kissed him, the shock in his eyes.I exhaled slowly and adjusted my jacket.Infuriating man.A faint smile touched my lips before I pushed the restroom door open and walked back into the restaurant.The warm lighting and soft music greeted me again as I crossed the dining room.Vanessa was exactly where I left her. Sitting elegantly at the table, swirling the wine in her glass. The moment she noticed me approaching, her expression brightened.“There you are.”I slid back into my seat.“My apologies.”“That was quite a long call.”I leaned slightly forward.“My daughter likes to call me before going to be

A Father’s Attempt

Michael's POVThe kitchen smelled like garlic, butter, and roasted peppers.I stood over the stove, stirring the pan slowly while the sauce thickened. The wooden spoon scraped softly against the bottom of the pot, the sound steady and calming in a way my mind definitely wasn’t.I was making Henry’s favorite as a peace offering. I had cooked this dish hundreds of times over the years.Nick leaned against the counter behind me, his arms crossed, watching the whole process like a judge in a cooking competition.Ashley sat at the small kitchen table, scrolling through her phone but glancing up every few seconds.“You’ve added salt three times already,” Nick said casually.I frowned at the pot.“No I haven’t.”“Yes, you have.”Ashley looked up.“He’s right" she agreed.I paused then sighed.“Fine" I said.Nick smirked.“See? Stress cooking.”“I’m not stressed.”“You’re cooking a five-star meal to bribe your son into forgiving you,” Nick replied.“That’s not bribing.”“That’s literally the

The Long Walk Back

Michael's POVFor a moment, the entire room felt like it had gone silent.Henry stood a few feet away from me in the hallway, his arms crossed tightly over his chest like a shield. His shoulders were tense, his chin slightly raised in that stubborn way he had inherited from Fernando.Behind him, Kim lingered quietly near the hallway entrance, watching the scene unfold with concern.Theo stood near me, leaning casually against the armrest of his couch like he had front-row seats to a show he wasn’t supposed to be watching.The dish in my hands was suddenly heavier than before as I took another step forward.“Henry, I came here to apologize.”“You should’ve thought about that before” he replied very coldly. “I know.”“And now you show up here like nothing happened?”“I brought your favorite dinner.”Henry looked down at the dish in my hands. For a split second, something flickered in his expression then the walls came back up.“I don’t care" he said and it hurt, badly.“Henry…”“Just g

Unwanted Thoughts

Michael's POVI stared down at the stack of documents spread across my desk and rubbed my temples.This was ridiculous. I couldn't concentrate because my thoughts kept drifting back to the night before.Theo standing in his living room then stepping into the argument between me and Henry and then Theo, of all people, defending me.I leaned back in my chair and stared at the ceiling.None of it made sense.I let out a quiet sigh.“Stop thinking about him.”I picked up the file in front of me again and Theo’s name stared back at me from the folder tab.The documents inside detailed business transactions, partnerships, investments that all looked clean, too clean, which was exactly what made it suspicious.Nobody with that much money had a perfectly clean record.I set the file down and leaned back again because there was another thought in my mind now, a very annoying one.What if Theo wasn’t the problem? What if he was just… misunderstood?The idea felt ridiculous.This was the same ma

Curiosity

Theo’s POVHenry hadn’t meant to betray his father, the boy adored him too much for that, but kids had a funny way of revealing information without realizing it, especially when they felt safe and they were angry.I leaned back in my chair that morning, replaying pieces of the conversations Henry and I had shared during his short stay at my house.I had let him vent and eventually, the conversation changed. Henry started talking about his father more personally, like his routines, his job, his habits and other little things.I remembered sitting there in my living room, watching the boy carefully.“And what does he think about me?” I had asked. Henry had shrugged.“He thinks you’re suspicious" he had replied. I had laughed.“Well, he’s not wrong.”But inside, something had shifted because Michael had been investigating something, that much was clear, and the moment someone breaks into your house to start digging for information, you start wondering what exactly they’re digging for.

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