Claimed by the Mafia King
Blurb:
"You're going to operate on me, Dottoressa Bianchi. And you're going to make damn sure I live."
Damiano Valentini'e voice is low, commanding and terrifying. But as Dr. Alessia Bianchi stands over the infamous Mafia King, her scalpel trembling, she realizes this is no ordinary patient.
Damiano is cursed. Bound by an ancient blood pact that keeps him alive, but in torment, barely alive. Every life he takes feeds his power and fractures his soul. A soul now hanging by a thread.
Alessia's world is torn apart when her twin brother vanishes during a secret investigation into the deadly Moretti family. Her only lead? Damiano, the man whispered about in both criminal and supernatural circles. She should run. She should fear him. But instead, she's drawn to him... To his shadows, his secrets, and the darkness behind those sliver eyes.
As the delve into the Mafia underworld to uncover her brother's fate, Damiano and Alessia must face bloodthirsty enemies, unravel a deadly curse, and resist a magnetic passion that threatens to burn them both.
He is the monster she should hate. She is the light he never thought he'd deserve.
But together, they maybe the only ones who can survive the storm.
Basahin
Chapter: Chapter 97: Riding doomChapter 97Alessia's POV On the ride to the Hotel, Karl had told me that he was taking me to his highest bidder. He didn't give me any other information except to behave if I wanted to keep my head.I knew better than anyone what exactly I had to do. I had to try and stay alive... somehow. In the past I had Alessandro. And then Damiano. Even Leo and Cleo showed up for me when I needed someone.But now, I was completely on my own.Suddenly the door clicked, and my eyes darted to it. They widened when I saw who it was, my body trembling."...you!"Xavier's lips tipped into a smile. "Yes, me," He muttered, that smirk still on his face. Just like yesterday he had worn a tuxedo and looked dangerously appealing.Smoothly he headed for the head chai next to the mirror where I stood. I took a few steps away from him. Avoiding him like a scorpion."You know, I find that hurtful," He purred."Well, I find it, surviving."He chuckled as he sat down. Before he could say anything, the door op
Huling Na-update: 2025-10-21
Chapter: Chapter 96: Sharp nervesChapter 96AlessiaI swallowed hard but somehow managed to steady my pulse and keep my face straight."I don't care about that. You can do whatever you want to me, but don't lay a finger on her?"He raised a brow. "Oh really. And what are you going to do to stop me?"The question made me freeze. I couldn't do anything. It even took all the strength in me to keep me from shitting myself. So there was nothing I could do except..."Anything," I mumbled.He frowned. "You're going to stop me with anything?""No," I snapped, then lowered my voice. "I'll do anything you ask me to do, just... let her go."He was silent for a while, before smiling. "Anything?"I nodded slightly. "Anything."I didn't have a choice. I wasn't expecting Damiano to show up and save us. Besides, Cleo was someone he cared for. I couldn't let anything happen to her because of me. Not that I cared about him, just that... I wasn't even sure why I was thinking about him right now.But I had to admit. A part of me hoped h
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Chapter: Chapter 95: The hit is coming Alessia's POV The man's lips ached into a curve. Then he closed the gap between us and grabbed me by the jaw, his fingers roughly pressing into my skin. I tried to shake him off, but his grip on me was strong.His lips parted, but before he could say anything, his head blew into bits, flesh and blood splashing on me and Cleo like water from a sprinkler.I gasped, unable to contain the shock as his headless body fell to the floor. I couldn't believe it. Couldn't believe what just happened.Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching from my behind. A dread went down my spine as it drew closer, chill settling on my skin. I didn't know who it was, but I felt he was more dangerous than the man from earlier.Then a man walked by my corner and stood in front of me. The sight of him made bile crawl up my stomach. He had tattoos all over him, including his bald hair. His eyes, deep brown were the only thing that didn't have permanent ink on them. When he turned to me, his frown deepened. He l
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Chapter: CHAPTER 94: PainALESSIA’S POVPain.That was the first thing I felt. It was sharp and unrelenting. My skull throbbed, my body screamed, and every attempt to breathe sent fire crawling down my throat.Something warm and sticky slid down the side of my face, tracing a slow, trembling path along my cheek and jaw. I tasted metal mixing with the dust and bile on my tongue.The air was cold. Damp actually. It smelled of rust, rot, and something faintly chemical, like antiseptic gone bad. The faint hum of dripping water echoed somewhere nearby, steady as a clock, marking the seconds since I had woken up in this nightmare.My eyes fluttered open, heavily. The world came into view in fragments—shadows stretching across cracked concrete, a single light bulb flickering above me, walls smeared with grime. I tried to move. My arms didn’t follow.A sudden jolt of panic seized me as I tugged harder. My wrists burned against coarse rope, the fibers biting into my skin until I felt the slickness of blood. My legs st
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Chapter: CHAPTER 93: Self-destruction ALESSIA’S POVI turned my head toward Cleo surprised. “You sound like you know him better than most.”Her lips twitched. “I do.”“Then tell me.”She hesitated, fingers tracing the rim of her cup. “Damiano’s always been that way — secretive, self-destructive, never trusting anyone completely. It’s not pride, it’s just his own way of surviving. Everyone he ever loved betrayed him. Friends. Family. People who swore loyalty to him turned around and tried to destroy him instead. That kind of pain leaves marks that don’t heal, Alessia. It hardens you.”I stared at her. I wanted to ask more—who betrayed him, what happened—but I knew she wouldn’t tell me. The look in her eyes told me not to pry.“I don’t care,” I muttered, staring down at my hands. “It’s not like I matter to him anyway.”Cleo smirked faintly. “You do, though.”I blinked. “What?”“You matter to him, more than he would ever admit,” she said with conviction. “You’re too blind to see it, but everyone else can.”I scoffed. “He mig
Huling Na-update: 2025-10-14
Chapter: CHAPTER 92: Charming Secret ALESSIA My stomach did a small, unpleasant flip. Great. One of them was charming, the other possibly possessed.But I kept my face calm, even bored. “Nice contact lens,” I said.He didn’t smile. Of course, he didn’t.Roman leaned toward me again, lowering his voice like we were sharing a secret. “I loved your dance, you know,” he said, gesturing to the seat beside him. “It was beautiful. You were beautiful.”I raised an eyebrow. “You were there?”He shook his head, lips curving into that same knowing smile.“Then how do you even know about it?”“It was filmed,” he said casually. “Aired, actually.”I blinked. “Aired. As in… broadcast?”Cleo laughed under her breath. “Oh, Alessia,” she said, amusement dripping from every word. “Where did you think I was last night?”The blood drained from my face. I turned sharply to Damiano. He wasn’t even pretending to look guilty. Just sitting there, calm as a storm before it hits.“You didn’t,” I whispered.But he had. He had taken off my mask. Not
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Chapter: Chapter 128: Invincible and untraceable Rafael walked through the hospital’s quiet night corridors with a numbness in his chest. The antiseptic smell was sharp, fluorescent lights humming overhead like too many eyes. He pushed past the automatic doors of the maternity wing, clutching his phone, his heart full of hope.His hand shook slightly. The new life waiting inside, the baby’s first cries–he’d imagined it all. He had practiced the words he would say to the new born. He reached for the room number on his phone’s screen. His boots made soft thuds on the tiles, each step echoing. Nurses with soft voices passed by, pushing carts, closing curtains around beds and speaking in hushed tones.The lullaby of monitors and ventilators in the distance, the occasional call over a PA system–“Stat to Room 16, Stat to Room 16,” “Need a nurse in pediatrics”–all signs he was close. He opened the door, expecting the smell of new skin, clean blankets, soft cries, the glow of a mother’s tired joy. Instead, he froze.There in a bed marked by
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Chapter: Chapter 127: Patience builds powerThe night after Vittorio’s board meeting carried a strange silence through the mansion–the kind that felt heavy, like the air itself had weight. Isabelle sat in her private lounge, the wine on her glass untouched with her reflection quivering in the red liquid like a ghost. Her father had held a meeting. A strategic one, no doubt–filled with men who spoke her language of power and blood. Yet, she hadn’t been invited.She tilted her head slightly, the corners of her mouth twitching with restrained fury. “He had the meeting without me, Vincenzo?” She asked, her voice quiet, almost calm. Vincenzo stood a few feet away, hands folded respectfully in front of him. “Yes, Signora. The Don wanted to handle it privately.”“Privately?” Isabelle repeated, her tone sharpening like a blade drawn from its sheath. She turned her eyes toward him, cold and glimmering beneath the chandelier’s light. “Since when am I not part of private matters in this family? When did that fucking start? Ohhh, so I’m an
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Chapter: Chapter 126: Behind closed doors The long oak table gleamed under the golden light of the chandelier, polished to perfection, yet marred by the weight of the men who sat around it. Cigars burned low in crystal ashtrays, their smoke curling lazily towards the ceiling, forming ghostly spirals that blurred the edges of the room. Vittorio sat at the head of the table–silent and immovable. His tailored suit was a perfect shade of charcoal, his cuff links glinting like silver eyes whenever he moved.The others watched him carefully, measuring their words, waiting for the smallest sign of approval or irritation. Behind him, two guards stood still as statues, hands folded neatly behind their backs. “We have the opportunity to take the De Luca territory now.” One of the older men said, breaking the silence. His voice was gravelly from years of smoke and betrayal.“Their financial network is weak, their alliances uncertain. All they have left is the loyalty of their foot soldiers. If we move fast—”“—We could take the northern
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Chapter: Chapter 125: Stress?The night had finally gone still. Marco guided Alessa down the long corridor, away from the metallic scent of blood and the muffled screams that still echoed faintly behind closed doors. The air felt heavier the farther they walked, like the walls themselves were holding their breath. She didn’t speak, her pace was steady but slow. Her eyes were distant, fixed somewhere beyond the hallway.The earlier rage had left her hollow and her body was still trembling from the exhaustion that followed adrenaline. When they reached her quarters, Marco pushed open the door. The room was dim, lit only by the faint glow of a lamp near the bed. It cast long, soft shadows across the floor–a kind of quiet that felt almost foreign in a house built on chaos. “Sit.” He said.Alsssa hesitated then sank onto the edge of the bed. Her hand instinctively drifted to her abdomen again, pressing lightly against it. She tried to hide it but Marco saw. He stood for a moment just watching her. His suit jackets hung
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Chapter: Chapter 124: I said I’m fine...The corridor leading to the lower chamber was quiet except for steady rhyme of their footsteps. The lights above flickered weakly, casting a pale, amber hue across the walls. The smell of smoke and gunpowder still clung to the air, mixed with the faint trace of iron from the night’s chaos. Alessa walked beside Marco, her jaw clenched and hands curled into fists.Every muscle in her body trembled with the kind of anger that came from helplessness. Their perfect plan–the carefully orchestrated party meant to reassert control–had turned into a massacre. Every gunshot, every scream from the ballroom still echoed in her mind. Marco said nothing, his thoughts just as heavy. The sound of his boots against the marble floor felt too loud in the silence.He had seen too many disasters, but this one had a bitter edge. Too many questions. Too many ghosts rising from the ashes. Then, without warning, Alessa froze. Her breath hitched. A sharp pain ripped through her abdomen like a blade twisting de
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Chapter: Chapter 123: A lead?The room stank of iron and fear. Matteo hung between two men like a broken marionette, wrists tied behind him with blood dripping steadily from his lip. The flickering bulb overhead cast long shadows that made the walls look like they were closing in. His shirt was half torn, his once slicked hair plastered to his forehead with sweat.Every breath came out like a rasping plea. “Please,” he muttered with a shaky voice. “Please, I don’t know anything, I swear.” “Liar.” Isabelle spat. She stood in front od him, very inch of her painted in fury–hot fury. Her blood-stained arm was wrapped in a bandage from the earlier attack but she didn’t care. The wound only fueled her rage. Her men surrounded Matteo like wolves around a wounded prey.The sound of her heels echoed as she circled him slowly, her expression calm but her eyes blazing. “Do you know what you ruined? Do you fucking know?” She asked. Her tone was soft, dangerously calm. “My father’s name. His legacy. The entire family’s reputa
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