The Mafia Kings Plaything
"You think you have a choice?" Vittorio squeezed my nipples with his hand and my sanity with the other. “ You were never going to be anyone else's from the moment I set eyes on you”. His voice a deadly whisper
His words cut through me making my chest tighten with fear
"You’re Ours, kitten," he continued, his gaze locking onto mine and stealing the breath from my lungs. "You will be claimed, used, and Fucked however I see fit.
Do you understand?"
"I... I understand," I whispered, feeling my resistance crumble under his dark, green eyes.
"You will lay before me, Katarina," he commanded his voice a low growl.
"Spread your swollen pussy wide, and show me how desperate you are for me to fuck you."
Katarina Delgado was supposed to belong to another man. Sold like property to Mafia Don Giordano, her virginity was payment for a debt her father couldn't afford. But when her brother Mateo tries to save her and fails, she ends up in the hands of a deadlier monster: Vittorio De Luca, the brutal mafia king who cages her, collars her, and whispers filth like love. Now, locked in a war between cartels, Katarina is the prize. But not just for Vittorio. Valentino De Luca, his missing twin, has returned. Sharper. Slower. Unhinged. And he doesn’t want to steal her. He wants to share her.
Together. In a world of cages, kings, and betrayal, the only thing more dangerous than being wanted… is being wanted by both of them.
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Chapter: Chapter 11: His Sweet Girl With A Knife.Katarina’s POV, Liam’s HouseThe knife in my hand shook so badly I nearly dropped it, but instead I put it into the pockets of Liam’s trousers I had managed to get from him.I pressed my back against the cold kitchen counter, the blade slipping dangerously in my sweaty laps. Every breath I took felt too loud and too reckless. The old wooden floor creaked under my bare feet with every tiny shift of my weight.I couldn't fucking move in this place I couldn't fucking breathe.Liam was still pacing the living room, talking to himself in that weird, jittery, nerdy voice. The "sweet" side of him. The side that offered me burnt toast and mint tea after almost snapping my wrist against the door just an hour ago.The house smelled like old soap, dust, and something sickly sweet, almost like rotting fruit. My Hair clung damply to my body, sweat sticking to my ribs and thighs. Every hair on my arms stood and was on edge.I didn’t trust Liam anymore. The Liam who came to the bookstore and always
Last Updated: 2025-06-13
Chapter: Chapter 10: My Virgin Bride.Giordano’s POV, Party at Giordano House"Pop the fucking bottles!" I roared, slamming a fist into the marble as champagne spilled across the bouncing ass of a giggling blonde grinding on my lap. She squealed, laughing, not caring that half the bottle had poured down her bare back. Her fingers trailed across my chest, sticky with sweat and Dom Pérignon. Around us, the world burned gold. Bronzed skin glittered under the Mediterranean sun, cocaine dusted the rims of wine glasses like snowflakes from hell, and the prettiest whores Naples had to offer wiggled their oiled tits for whoever had the biggest bankroll or the meanest face.The pool shimmered like liquid sapphires beneath their feet. Tonight, I was supposed to take my virgin prize. Katarina Delgado. Bought. Paid for. Waiting for me to break her.The thought of her—sweet, untouched, trembling—tightened something dark and greedy in my gut. She was supposed to be tied up by now, locked in my private suite, a red ribbon around her pa
Last Updated: 2025-06-13
Chapter: Chapter 9: The Ache That Won’t Fucking Die.Vittorio’s POV, One Of Vittorio’s luxurious mansion.Porca puttana! Mother Fucker!, the water scalding hot as it poured over my body.My teeth ground together as I gripped my hard cock, stroking to and fro with furious, punishing jerks my meat bouncing off the water as my cock was about to burst with pleasure. My balls were swollen and rock hard like nothing I have felt before.She was in my head. Burning me alive. Distracting me.Katarina Delgado. The feel of her soft, trembling mouth consuming mine…The way her thick ass brushed against my lap sending electfying shocks to my dick when she stumbled forward... The wild, terrified look in her soft brown eyes.It was fucking seared into my brain. No woman had ever made me wake up hard, desperate, aching like a fucking animal.No woman, not in my whole cursed life, had ever made me feel like this.Except for her, Fiorella.A memory I never wanted to resurrect."I pumped my hand, going faster and growling low in my throat, the slap of wet
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Chapter: Chapter 8: Survive The Night Katarina, Survive!Katarina's POV, Liam’s Apartment“What the hell!” I slammed the bathroom door shut so hard the walls shook.My chest heaved with ragged breaths. I leaned against the door, my heart hammering and my bare feet slipping slightly against the wet tiles.I pressed my forehead to the cold wood, squeezing my eyes shut.Liam was watching me. I felt his eyes on my body the whole time. Burning, staring, even when I ducked under the water. Even when I turned away, hoping he would leave without making it obvious, I caught him and making everything weird between us.He just stood there. Silent. Peeking through the crack of the door like some twisted predator.My hands shook as I grabbed the thin towel from the rack, wrapping it around my naked body.I could still feel the sting of soap against my raw skin. The bruises on my thighs and the soreness deep between my legs from running, from falling, from everything that had happened in the last 24 hours.I rubbed my arms roughly, trying to scrub of
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
Chapter: Chapter 7: Her Scent in the DarkMateo POV, Katarina’s House“Where the fuck is the girl?” Scarface barked, his boot slamming hard into the coffee table and sending the broken plates and leftover beer bottles crashing to the floor.My heart missed a beat, and I stepped in front of my useless father defensively, who was still reeking of whiskey and desperation. His hands trembled as he stumbled back, mumbling, “She was here… I swear she was here…”Scarface didn’t give a fuck about his lies. He jerked his chin at the two goons beside him. “Hold the pretty boy down.” He commandedBefore I could react, two strong arms grabbed me, one yanking my wrist behind my back, the other shoving me forward until my knees slammed into the cracked floorboards.Pain exploded in my knees, but I kept my mouth shut, jaw clenched so tight I thought my teeth might break, refusing to give them the satisfaction of a scream..My father scrambled back to his feet, desperate now, he was waving a stack of crumpled bills at Scarface like a patheti
Last Updated: 2025-06-11
Chapter: Chapter 6: The Cartel comes For MeKatarina’s POVMy father's eyes were on me, his resentment boiling just under the surface. His face folded in a way I could only identify as a threat, and he stood at the doorway.His voice icy, he yelled, "Get ready, Katarina." "The Giordano Cartel will be here for you. Don't force me to wait.I froze. The chill wasn’t just fear—it was disbelief. Numbness.I was being sold. Like a piece of property. Like a whore.The dream from the night before still clung to me like sweat. I could feel the Don’s voice on my skin, the echo of his belt dragging across tile, the phantom sting of his teeth on my shoulder.I had woken up dripping, ashamed, aroused—and now this?This could not be happening. I was due for sale to the Cartel, to a man I hardly knew. The anger inside me flared up, ready to burst over, but I swallowed it. Fighting would not be worth it. Not at this time. Not when challenging the rules meant I could lose my life."You'll regret this," I said quietly.He laughed. "No, darling,
Last Updated: 2025-06-11
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