Dear Readers, thank you all for reading so far. This is the first part in the Mafia Obsession Series where everything began between Elena and Dimitri Castello.
I really hope y'all enjoy it. Please don't forget to leave me a comment, I'm curious to know what y'all think about the book so far since it's my first attempt at Mafia dark romance.
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Warning! Matured Content!!!
“You're making a deal with the devil Elena,” The deep timbre of his voice was thick with warning.
“I don't care,”
“This wouldn't be a walk around the park, you're asking for the keys to hell, Elena,”
I paused, inhaling as the image of my dead parents and sisters flashed in my mind. “I still don't care,” I said, dragging my bottom lips between my teeth.
Dimitri's eyes dropped to my lips. His gaze was hot and searing but they also battled with rage and indecision.
“You should Elena because once you walk through the gates of hell, there's no going back,” His fingers grew firmer on my thighs, gripping the flesh, caressing it, leaving the heat of his touch still burning through my skin.
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Elena Duval wakes up from a coma two weeks after her fatal accident with no memory of the last two years of her life. She discovers a lot has changed in the last two years, and what's worse, she's now married to a stranger. The almighty and mysterious Dimitri Ford Castello of the Ford's Empire Group.
Soon, she realizes her life is in danger and her fatal accident was a murder attempt instead. Someone's after her life, an unknown enemy which she believes is also responsible for the deaths of her entire family.
And now they want her dead because of a secret she's supposed to know about but is locked up somewhere in the missing parts of her memories.
Driven by revenge to uncover the mastermind behind her family's bankruptcy and mysterious deaths and with the determination to regain her memories, no matter how much pain it brings, Elena is forced to make a deal with the devil himself.
One that comes with a high price.
“You need to trust me. I know you, Skylar. I know how long you've been missing and how Elena had never stopped searching for you until we thought we had evidence of your death,” I wanted to believe the feigned sincerity in those eyes, I'd give anything to believe his offer for help. If only it wasn't a sickening game.This man was merely violating me with mental manipulation instead of physical. And if I didn't push through with Tymon's orders, my friends would suffer for my failure.“I know you're scared,” Raffaelo stepped so close that the gentle scent of his woodsy cologne burned a trail down my throat to scorch my lungs. “But I'm not leaving you here. This nightmare is over,” The delicate sweep of his breath brushed against my lips.I shook my head, snapping out of my momentary confusion, rebuilding my walls, and getting back on track with my plan.“Who I am doesn't matter when I'm yours to please for the night. Just tell me what you need,” I moved closer to him. I grabbed his be
SAVIO RUSSO“What the fuck?” I snarled almost in rage, pacing back and forth the massive room I was led to by Thomas while he went to fetch some poor victim I could have fun with.“What the actual fuck!” I repeated again, more anger choked my throat as I kept listening to the fuckload of voice messages left by Lorenzo and Dimitri about an hour ago.Things were fucked up. Salvatore Russo was back. And he had Lorenzo's wife, Tiffany, and my younger brother, Dario.I fought the urge to yell while I kept listening. According to everything Lorenzo explained, our father was working with Tymon Mazur and he was somewhere on this property. No doubt one of the mansions. If that was the case, there was a high chance my cover was blown.Fuck.As soon as I was done, I pulled a call to Lorenzo but it went straight to voicemail. I tried Dimitri's and thank fuck he answered.“What the fuck is going on? Tell me Lorenzo didn't meet that fucking old man alone,”“He did,” Dimitri's cold voice sounded. “L
“Frizz,” He turned to his left, before shifting his glance to Raff by his right. His lips pressed to a menacing smile. “And you must be the man Frizz keeps talking about. I hear you're also the reason for my containers are filled tonight,”Before Raff could respond, we were interrupted by a quiet knock on the door before the door opened. I didn't even have to turn, I knew who it was. Ana Lorena. One of the women that made up Tymon's precious harem. We were fourteen in number. The silver tray in her hands slightly trembled as she moved quietly past where I stood next to Tymon. Her fear was visible in her every movement as she set the tray and quietly excused herself.Ana was only a few years younger than me and it was only her sixth month so far in this gilded cage, but she was someone very special to me.She reminded me of someone from my past I fought to forget. Of my little sister Zoey. That was one of the reasons I felt overprotective of her. And as the days passed by she was close
(SEVEN MONTHS AGO IN MONTENEGRO)SKYLAR DUVALThe male voices from a distance were almost indecipherable. The chit-chat between the bastard Thomas and the man called Frizz was almost unheard from where I stood outside in the darkness. But it wasn't a hard guess to figure out what they'd be talking about. It was the reason we were here. The new set of women that were about to be led straight into their new hell.I swallowed at the mild cold biting my skin, while I waited for Thomas and Frizz to wrap up their conversation. I wasn't even sure why I was here. Why the cruelest monster I know, Tymon Mazur, had insisted I tagged along with Thomas almost every time a new shipment of women was being brought. I didn't like it one bit. It made me feel as filthy as them.My strain of thoughts was cut off by the heat of someone's stare. I didn't want to look, but slowly, I tilted my head to where a black SUV was parked, and once my eyes spotted two men, I stiffened at the malevolence ebbing from th
HIS SWEETEST OBSESSION (PART THREE OF THE MAFIA OBSESSION SERIES)I was stolen. Taken years ago by a ruthless man who wanted my parents dead. Ivan Gambino. Turned out to be a Slovakia Mafia.I thought that was the most horrible thing that could happen to me until I was sold to a more ruthless man. A flesh peddler. A heartless disgusting scum. A demon on earth by the name of Tymon Mazur. A Polish Mafia.Now the life I once led as Chloe Skylar Duval is dead and buried. I'm now known as Skylar. The Little Red. Tymon’s most prized possession.I have no idea if my family's looking for me, or even if they're alive. I'm all alone. I'm trapped in a gilded cage of hell. There's no more hope. Only servitude and pain.Then I met him. Savio Russo. Son of one of the men I detested.My first thought was to hate him for the sins of his father, but I just couldn't. Not when he storms into the hellhole I've grown accustomed to. Like a bright light at the end of a tunnel. But he's far from an angel. He'
DIMITRI CASTELLOI'd never felt any of these before. Fear, pain, and vulnerability. They were all foreign to me. But I felt every one of those in the last few hours. I rubbed my hand against my face. Elena had thrown herself in front of me. Had caught a bullet for me. The thought that I could have lost her was driving me crazy.Elena still hadn't woken up. She was still knocked out from the pain meds the Doc gave to her. She was currently in the master's bedroom. I'd allowed Tiffany and Zoey to stay with her, while I sort out the mess with the others.The cleaning-up team had discarded the human trash and returned the house to its original state. I was with Luca and Torin when Zoey came to inform me Elena had regained consciousness.Elena was still lying on the bed by the time I got to the bedroom. But she was awake. Dark shadows spread under her gorgeous eyes. I leaned forward and kissed her forehead while Tiffany and her sister left the room.“Do you need morphine?” I asked and she