The Mafia’s Obsession : In Love With A Cop
I shouldn't be doing this. But I can't help it, ever since that night I let him take control, I craved more.
He grabbed my chin raising me from the position that had me on my fours. "You're being a very. Good girl."--
Dominic Castellano is a name that commands fear. Cold, ruthless, and untouchable, he has built an empire on blood and power, crushing anyone who dares to challenge him. He doesn’t tolerate mistakes. He doesn’t entertain weakness. And above all, he doesn’t trust anyone outside his tightly controlled circle. He has spent years expanding his reach, eliminating threats, and ensuring that no one—not the law, not his rivals—can touch him. But when he finally finds her—the woman he had a one night stand with but had disappeared by morning. She changes everything
Elena Monroe—A captain. She obviously didn't’t belong in his world. Her constant actions to take him down kept reminding both of them of their growing connection. Elena believes if she can lock him up for good she'll be able to let go of her past and forget all about Domnic. She doesn't like the way he makes her feel completely helpless and submissive. Despite her attempts to hide it, he's everything she fantasizes. But with her father in the way and constant enemy attacks they are forced to make a tragic decision.
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Chapter: Chapter 9:The Date & The Problem Dominic’s POVI snapped shut the folder and blew a long breathout through my nose. Elena Monroe wasn’tsupposed to be in there. That was all thatmattered.If she heard something, she was a liability.If not, she was just an inconvenience.Either way, I was going to deal with it.I flicked my gaze up to Leo. “You know what—Get her.”To his credit, Leo didn’t bother to ask—he justnodded once and was halfway out the door.He paused then as if recalling something.“Oh, and boss? You’ve got a date tonight.”Right. That.I didn’t look up. “Cancel it.”Leo snorted. “It’s that model you let the Bratvaset you up with. The one sending you selfies.”My jaw twitched. Right. The blonde.Another girl with too much filler and not anounce of personality. Not dumb, she thoughtmoney could buy my interest.She couldn’t.She wanted the thrill of sitting across the tablefrom a man she should fear.And I wanted to see just how far she could getbefore she realized how real the danger was.I opened and closed
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Chapter: Chapter 8:The FalloutElena’s POVI stood stiffly at his desk, my hands clenchedbehind my back, as my boss, Colonel Howard,paced in front of me, his face an alarming shadeof red.“You—” He jabbed a finger in my direction. “—had me send my men into a fucking club,expecting to catch an illegal deal in progress,and you know what we found?” He pauseddramatically, eyes blazing."Nothing."I swallowed it down. "Sir, I-"Nothing!"he roared and coughed. "Empty-handed. No drug, no gun. No jaywalker either!"I bent my head still lower and gripped tighter the back of my wrist. "And do you know what may have happened?"His voice dropped into it ominously. "I may have lost good officers tonight. Women and men who depend on me to make the right decisions. But no, I had to take a childlike initiative." He spat the term out. "I pursed my lips. "Sir, I was positive--". "So you were?" He raised his hands in frustration and jeered. "Well, excuse me, Captain Monroe, I didn't realize that we had a psychic on our payroll!" A
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Chapter: Chapter 7: A ProblemDominic’s POVThe police were gone.The flashing lights, the blaring sirens, thebullshit raid—it was over.But the mess they left behind? That was stillhere.The air was filled with the stench of mixed liquor with sweat bodies and cheap dancer perfume from those who fled at the first signs of trouble. Tables littered on their sides, glass shattering under my feet, and my boys were otherwise occupied doing their part of business: wiping out whatever would get cops one step nearer that building. Business as usual.But for me, no business, nothing else.I was enveloped by the girl.Elena Monroe.She had entered my world with an open, rightful sense of ownership. She stood before me, broken among the mighty, unmoved and unshaken, utterly unaffected. As if she were above the plane of knowledge that there was a lion's den.And out she just walked.No rush. Not even a quiver of fear.Marched out right in front of a man who had just appraised her and knew in one snap he could kill her.Big br
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Chapter: Chapter 6:The Wrong PlaceDominic’s POVThe underground club was alive with shadowsand smoke. Bass thumped through the walls, aheartbeat beneath the city, where men like methrived. Deals were made here. Fortunes sealedin blood and silence.I stood at the back of a private booth, fingerswrapped around a glass of whiskey, watchingthe men at the table. Three of them. Russian.Old money. Arrogant bastards. They thoughtthey could sit in my city and negotiate terms.I let them talk—for now.Vadim, the one in the center, leaned forward,gold rings catching the dim light. “We’ll takefifty percent of the shipment. You get the rest.That’s fair.”I didn’t blink. Didn’t move. Just set my glassdown on the polished table.“No.”The room stilled.Vadim frowned. “No?”I exhaled slowly, shifting in my chair. Theywere pushing their luck.I turned my gaze to his left-hand man, Yuri. Hehadn’t spoken once, just sat there, watching melike he was waiting for a tell. A mistake.I smirked. Idiots.“You don’t tell me what’s fair,” I said
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Chapter: Chapter 5:The Lead Elena's Point Of ViewSleep stayed out of reach. I had likely been sprawled across the edge of Mia's couch for hours waiting for sleep, my arm draped over my eyes, as my heart beat ominously loud and oppressively even against a rhythm I didn't believe in. The silence weighed heavy across the city, the kind of dead stillness that could hardly be called peaceful-heavy, rather, with something gazing back at it.I was staring at the coffee table. That picture still gathered dust there. My face, my hair, the crumpled sheets.His bold script across the picture.YOU REMEMBER MORE THAN YOU THINK.My stomach clenched in pain. I hated the way he was so incredibly familiar with me, hated his memory of me there sleeping, and hated the small hidden part of me that considered the possibility that he had released me that morning intentionally, had observed me.I couldn't afford this. I wasn't some badge-wearing patrolman attempting to cover for a bad decision—I was Captain Elena Monroe. For
Last Updated: 2025-04-11
Chapter: Chapter 4:Correcting Betrayals Domnic's Point Of View It has been more than a year now since I last saw her.Elena Monroe.Or the one whom I once made whisper to me—Mr. Dominic.There she stood again, in front of me on the opposite side of that piece of crap of an interrogation room, pretending not to remember the moment she lost everything beneath me. She wore her badge like armor, her tone cool and professional, but I saw right through it. Her hand trembled only as she reached for the file, and her eyes-her clever, smart eyes-did not catch mine for longer than a second or two at most.It was irrefutable; she recollected every detail.As finally they shepherded me out, I strode out into the world--like carelessness didn't matter to me--but then there was the burning pit through which I knew she saw the back of me. I longed for her to view my departure. I wanted her to feel the movement, the jeopardy. I was not the person she knew before she took off from that hotel room.And this time, she was not going
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