Novels by Jannie

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSIShe was right in front of me.The traitor.The one who’d broken the omertà.Isabella…I narrowed my eyes, trying to see if I was hallucinating. But I wasn’t. She stood there, right in front of me, held firmly by my number one enemy and rival— La Mano Nera.“I told you I had good news, Ace.” The dirty old thug smacked his lips, trying to forcefully pin down Isabella who’d become another version of the one I knew.She wrestled in his arms, heavy grunts escaping her lips as she fought hard to break free. Her whole body was a mess. Scars and fresh wounds lingered everywhere. I knew she’d been tortured.I took a step forward, gritting my teeth together as I stared right through her. I only needed one thing from her. “Where’s the item?”She raised her gaze to me, her lips pressed together. Her eyes blazed with fury and I was surprised. Was she annoyed? I was the one who was supposed to be angry. I could kill her right there.She bit down her lips and grunted. “Where is

OLIVIA.Madam Rosa was very kind. And I found myself opening up to her after a few words and talks. She had a similar vibe to my mother, and it made me miss my mom even more.“You’ll be fine, honey.” Her voice calmed me down. And her hands wiped off the tears on my face. But, I still felt heavy.“Is he usually like this?” I asked her as she took off my clothes. I felt a bit ashamed, standing there, naked in front of her. I felt like a little child about to be bathed by her mother.“You don’t have to be shy around me, dear.” She noticed my shyness, “And, No. Axel isn’t usually like this.”Axel… I wondered if he allowed just anyone to call him that.I sighed, her hands leading me into the bathtub. The water felt very warm, and I found my body relaxing.“Most of the girls I usually attend to are either wounded, or half breathing.” She uttered, making me arch my brows in curiosity, “But, you’re perfectly fine. And you’ve got—‘’“— most of the girls?” I didn’t mean to interrupt her, but I w

AXEL SALVATORE ROSSI.Olivia…She was exactly the way Isabella had described— pretty, innocent and naive. Gullible too. And the fact that I had her in my custody without even trying hard felt amazing and fulfilling.After breaking the omertà, Isabella had run off. But I was going to find her. And her sister was going to take all the pains Isabella was absent to receive.“Ace.” Viper called the moment I stepped into the “La Camera del Consiglio" [the council room], “I have news.”I walked to my chair, taking a seat abruptly while lighting fire to my cigarette, “Spill.”“Isabella found her way to La Mano Nera.” I frowned, “I heard she tried to give him the item she stole.”My jaw tightened. What was she thinking? Going to my rival with a secret that could ruin me? Isabella had crossed all lines.“Really?” I took a puff, narrowing my eyes as I thought of the perfect plan, “Where’s she now?”Viper brought out the map. Circling and trailing until it landed on a particular spot. “If we're c

OLIVIA.I forced my eyes open. It was painful trying to even open them. My head was spinning, and the sharp pain I felt on my arm threw me back to the cold floor.The room was dark. Not entirely dark, because I could see a little light from the window peering in. I forced myself to sit upright, noticing that my hands were tied to my back.Tears began to form in my eyes, again. I remembered everything that had happened. The strong grip on me, the needle that had pierced into my skin, the gun that had been held in my face. I remembered everything.I had only come to find Isabella. To inform her about our mother’s life hanging on a deathbed. But here I was, tied in a dark, empty room with no sight of my only sister anywhere.I heard a gentle knock on the door and pushed myself backwards, feeling my back touch the wall. They were back. What were they going to do to me now? Was I going to get killed?I didn’t say anything. Even went as far as controlling my heavy breath. I needed to get ou

“If you go in there, you might never come out alive.”She wished she’d listened, because the moment she met with the devil himself— Axel Salvatore Rossi.Everything changed…It wasn’t just a nightclub like she had expected. It was something more— dark, a bit dull and filled with nasty old men who were eager to stick their fingers and cocks inside the half naked girls dancing on the poles.Olivia felt the urge to throw up. Her eyes glanced around the whole place, wondering how her sister had managed to work in a place like this. The strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes whipped her nostrils as her legs carried her through the unfamiliar environment.“Who’s she?” She halted immediately when she heard the question. Her eyes went directly to the man who had asked, not her, but the person who was taking her to see him— the man who her sister worked for.“Isabella’s sister.” The kind stranger who was helping her responded, “She wants to meet Sir. Ace.”She watched him stare at her with his