Semua Bab Owned by Rafael Aragon- The Mafia King: Bab 61 - Bab 67

Chapter 61 Rafael didn’t sleep. Not after everything Dianne had told him. The truth had finally surfaced. She had come into his life deliberately. To investigate. To find the same answers he had been chasing for years. And somehow that didn’t anger him as much as it should have. If anything, it made the situation clearer. More dangerous. But clearer. ⸻ He stood in the study again just before dawn, looking at the files spread across the desk. His father’s investigation. The Cruz incident. The Foundation network. For twenty years those pieces had existed separately. Now they were finally forming a single picture. ⸻ Lucian arrived early. He didn’t knock. He rarely did. “You look like you haven’t slept,” Lucian said. “I haven’t.” “That’s not surprising.” ⸻ Lucian placed a tablet on the desk. “We have a bigger problem.” Rafael looked up. “What kind?” “The Senator moved last night.” ⸻ Rafael’s expression hardened slightly. “How?” “He held a private meeting

Chapter 63 The penthouse felt different that morning. Not louder. Not more tense. Just… heavier. Dianne noticed it in small ways. Two more guards near the elevator. Rafael’s security system running on three screens instead of one. And Rafael himself standing near the kitchen counter, holding a mug of coffee he clearly hadn’t touched. “You’re staring at it,” she said. Rafael looked down at the mug like he had just remembered it existed. “Apparently.” “You’ve been doing that a lot lately.” “That’s what happens when people try to kill the woman living in your penthouse.” Dianne leaned against the counter across from him. “That sounds dramatic.” “It’s accurate.” ⸻ For a moment neither of them spoke. The quiet was comfortable in a strange way. Not awkward. Just thoughtful. ⸻ Dianne finally reached for the coffee machine and poured herself a cup. “You told Lucian to lock down the building.” “Yes.” “Full lockdown?” “Yes.” She blew lightly on the coffee. “That’s

Chapter 65 The city looked different from the back seat of Rafael’s car. Not quieter. Just sharper. Like every street corner might be hiding something. ⸻ Dianne watched the buildings pass through the tinted window while Rafael sat beside her, calm in that dangerous way he had when something serious was about to happen. Lucian drove. Two of Rafael’s men followed in another car behind them. “How far?” Rafael asked. Lucian glanced at the navigation screen. “Seven minutes.” ⸻ Dianne leaned slightly forward. “Are they still moving?” Lucian nodded. “Convoy just reached Harbor District.” “Pier 14?” Rafael asked. “Yes.” ⸻ Rafael looked out the window. “That’s not a coincidence.” “No,” Dianne said quietly. “It isn’t.” ⸻ The harbor appeared ahead of them a few minutes later. Large cranes. Cargo containers stacked like metal walls. Ships anchored in the distance. Most of the area looked quiet. Too quiet. ⸻ Lucian slowed the car. “Convoy stopped.” “Where?” Rafae

Chapter 67 No one spoke for several seconds. Rafael kept staring at the photograph inside the black box. The harbor. The truck. Him standing beside it. Taken from a distance. But close enough to prove something important. Someone had been watching them the entire time. ⸻ Lucian broke the silence first. “That photo was taken less than twenty minutes ago.” Rafael nodded slightly. “Yes.” “Which means someone followed us.” “Or someone already knew we were going there.” ⸻ Dianne stepped closer to the table. “You think they tracked the car?” Lucian shook his head. “The vehicles are shielded.” Rafael added quietly, “And we didn’t transmit the location over open channels.” ⸻ Dianne folded her arms. “Then how did they know?” ⸻ That was the question. And Rafael hated questions that didn’t have immediate answers. Because those questions usually meant one thing. A leak. ⸻ Lucian looked toward the windows instinctively. “You think we’re being monitored?” “Possibl