THE MAFIA KING BROKEN ROSE novel Chapter 29

Chapter 29

Arias POV

Aria’s POV

“You wanted to see me?” Lasked Dominic

He sat behind his desk, fingers folded, his expression unreadable as he thused me thin orbuttoned just enoug

the ink along his collarbone, dark eyes unwavering as they locked onto mine

There was always something predatory about the way he looked at me, like he

react before I even did

And I hated that he was usually right.

Dominic exhaled, leaning back in his chair. “There’s another gathering tonight I need you to perform” Iframe

My stomach twisted, my fingers curling into my palms,

My mind flashed back to the first night

The first time I had been made to dance for him, his private audience, those me

saw me as something to be owned, something less

I had shivered then, too

I was shivering now.

1 swallowed, forcing my voice to stay steady. “I thought you said I wasn’t dancing for anyone else”

Dominic’s lips curled into something unreadable. “Not just anyone. My trusted circle”

My body stiffened.

Of course.

His trusted circle.

The ones who handled his business, his money, his empire.

I exhaled through my nose, clenching my fists. “Why?”

Dominic stood, walking around the desk, slow, deliberate. “Because I told you to.”

I lifted my chin, refusing to back down. “That’s not an answer.”

He smirked, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “It’s the only one that matters”

My skin burned where he touched me, but I didn’t move away.

He studied me for a long moment, then sighed. “This is necessary, gattina”

I swallowed. “For what?”

His smirk faded. “For you.”

I frowned.

He exhaled, stepping closer, lowering his voice. “They need to see you, Aria. Need to know that you’re mine. That you’re untouchable”

My heart pounded. “And making me dance for them accomplishes that how?”

Dominic’s gaze was unwavering. “Because they’ll want you.” He tilted his head slightly. “And they’ll know they can’t have you.”

A chill ran through me.

I understood now.

This wasn’t about entertainment.

This was his sick way of getting off. Does his dick harden when he sees other men watch me?

Is that why he always came to the club to watch but never to touch?

About dominance.

I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. “Do you enjoy it?”

He smirked. “Yes darling. It’s like a game. Everything is a game to me, gattina. And watching you dance, move your body in those unimaginable positions, I know perfectly well that all I can think about is fucking you

I hated that I wasn’t surprised.

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Chapter 29

I glared at him, arms crossed. “And if I say no?”

Dominic chuckled. “Then I remind you of the deal you made “–

I clenched my jaw

The deal

The reason I was still here.

The reason my father was still alive.

I let out a slow breath. “You always get what you want, don’t you?”

Dominic leaned down, his lips barely brushing my ear. “Always”

Warm water slid down my skin, the scent of jasmine filled the air as the maids worhed around me, washing every inco my body with the kind of precision that made me feel less like a person and more like an object.

They were quiet. Too quiet

Like they knew better than to speak unless spoken to..

Or maybe they were just trained

Except for her

A voice cut through the silence, sharp yet soft. “The rest of you, leave.”

The other women hesitated. Then, with quick bows of their heads, they obeyed, shuffling out of the room, leaving just the two of us.

The woman–older than me, with deep brown skin and warm, wise eyes–picked up the coms and began working through my wet hair.

I flinched.

She paused. “It’s pulling, isn’t it?”

I hesitated. “No.”

She hummed, unimpressed. “Lying doesn’t suit you, bella.”

I swallowed hard.

Then she sighed, fingers slowing as they smoothed through my strands. 1 know”

My throat tightened. “Know what?”

She kept combing, her touch gentle.

1know

what’s happening to wo

I stiffened. “I don’t know what you’re talking about

She let out a soft chuckle. 1 do. Because I’ve been there.”

I blinked.

She nodded, her expression unreadable. “I survived cancer.”

The words hit me like a punch to the gut.

For a second, I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t breathe.

Then, without warning, the tears came.

Hot, uncontrollable.

My shoulders shook, my hands gripping the edge of the marble tub as I let out a choked sob

The woman didn’t shush me. Didn’t tell me to be strong

She just let me cry.

After a long moment, I wiped my face with the back of my hand, my voice breaking as I whispered, “Mine in terminal”

She exhaled slowly, setting the comb aside before meeting my gaze in the reflection of the mirror

“And?”

I frowned. “What do you mean, and?”

She crossed her arms. “If that’s the case, then what the hell are you doing?”

I blinked. “Excuse me?”

She arched a brow. “You’re still alive, aren’t you?”

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