Craving The Mafia's Touch.
The sharp click of my heels echoed through the room as I walked in, every step daring him to speak. I stopped, eyes locked on his dangerous silhouette.
“What do you want, Dante?” I asked, voice steady but heart pounding.
He didn’t answer right away. Folding his shirt sleeves slowly, he circled me like a predator savoring his prey. Then, standing behind me, he brushed my hair over one shoulder, his breath warm against my neck.
“I want everything set to destroy you… your family… your city,” he whispered, his voice dark and lethal.
My fingers found the hidden knife strapped to my thigh, sliding out slowly. Before I could move, his hand caught mine, firm and commanding.
“Not so fast, Bianca” he murmured.
His lips traced a slow, searing path down my spine, each kiss igniting a fire I wasn’t ready to face. His touch was a dangerous temptation I couldn’t resist.
I should hate him. I should fight.
But falling for the enemy in a world ruled by blood and betrayal? That’s a death sentence.
Caught in a deadly bargain with Dante Moretti, the ruthless mafia king, I’m forced to play a dangerous game where every move could mean ruin or survival. In a city where loyalty is scarce and power is everything, I must decide whether to be his weapon… or his downfall.
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Chapter: Chapter 13: She's The Man.Dante’s POVPeople filled the grand hall, whispers trailing like smoke through the air. This wasn’t just a marriage, it was a Mafia marriage. No flowers, no romantic promises, just deals, contracts, and inheritances written in blood. Every chandelier sparkled not with joy but with intimidation, and every smile hid daggers.Then she entered. Betty.She moved through the crowd on her father’s arm, her head high but her steps slow, almost dragging. Her gown wasn’t the innocent white of fairy tales....it was ice-silver, stitched with tiny shards of crystal that caught the light and made her shimmer like glass about to shatter. The neckline was bold, plunging, as though daring anyone to look too long. A high slit ran up her thigh, showing she was both a bride and a weapon. But her face… expressionless. Empty.And for reasons I couldn’t admit even to myself, I wasn’t drawn to her. My chest felt hollow. My mind kept flashing back to that night with Bianca. The red gown, the ropes, her hand o
Last Updated: 2025-08-23
Chapter: Chapter 12: The Bride's secret Hunger (18+).Betty's POV“To what do I owe this visit?”I lifted my eyes lazily from the cigarette between my fingers, watching the thin curl of smoke twist toward the ceiling. Andreina stood at the door, her sharp eyes cutting across the room like knives. She didn’t look like a woman here for small talk , her face was painted in fury.“You moved her.” Her voice was clipped, tight, like she’d been holding the words in her throat all morning. “i came over to Bianca's cell. I was told you pulled her out. What game are you playing, Betty?”I smirked and tapped the cigarette against the ashtray, letting the ember fall. “So Bianca fed you that story before she even left the prison? So talk a lot of her.”Andreina’s jaw tightened. “Bianca told me nothing. I came this morning, and the guards said you’d moved her. You had no right to, your dad should.. Don’t play with Bianca, She's fire.”I rose slowly, brushing down my silk gown, and walked toward her, letting my heels click deliberately against the floo
Last Updated: 2025-08-21
Chapter: Chapter 11: A Night With The Devil.Dante's POV I walked toward the cell, my mind a battlefield of thoughts. My gut told me this wasn’t normal. She should have been there with a weapon in hand, ready to end me for my betrayal. A woman in the Mafia’s world didn’t summon a man she hated for tea and wine, she ended him. My stomach twisted as I recalled what I’d done. Betrayal was part of the game, sure, but this… this was different.The guard opened the heavy iron door, and I stepped inside, halting mid-step. I froze. The cell had been transformed into a scene straight out of a movie. Candles flickered across the walls, rose petals were meticulously scattered across the floor, leading to a low, intimate table set with glasses and a decanter of red wine. Cushions were arranged on the floor, a small platter of fruit and chocolate sat beside the wine, soft music playing somewhere in the background. It looked… like a date, a perfect, impossibly intimate setup in a place designed for confinement. My jaw clenched. Was this a tr
Last Updated: 2025-08-21
Chapter: Chapter 10: The Devil's Deal.Bianca's POV “Yes, Daddy…”The words slipped out of my lips before I could stop them. Heat flushed my cheeks, but I didn’t care, because Dante’s rough laughter was the kind of music that made my veins ache with want.“I love it when you call me that,” he said, his voice dark velvet, his smirk dangerous as always.My fists balled into the fabric of his shirt, dragging him closer until our lips crushed together. The kiss wasn’t gentle, it was war. A war of dominance, teeth clashing, tongues tangling, breaths stolen. His hand slid down my spine, tracing every curve as if he owned me. And God help me, I let him.I should hate him. I should stab him. I should end this monster before he consumes me completely. But instead, I tilted my head back, letting his mouth devour my throat, my pulse hammering against his tongue.“Dante…” I breathed, my voice breaking between a moan and a curse.His chuckle vibrated against my skin. “Say it again.”“Dante ..”“Not that,” he growled, pulling back just
Last Updated: 2025-08-20
Chapter: Chapter 9: The Night Everything Changed.Bianca's POV I walked into the grand hall slowly, the sharp click of my heels echoing against marble floors that glittered like spilled champagne. For a moment, my heart stalled in my chest. This didn’t look like the lair of a Mafia city. No...this looked like a fairy tale kingdom, a masquerade straight out of Cinderella’s storybook. Golden chandeliers dripped crystals overhead, casting rainbows across velvet drapes. The crowd sparkled with silk gowns and masks feathered in emeralds and rubies. But I knew better. Beneath the beauty lay rot, blood, and men who carved kingdoms from the bones of cities. I let my eyes roam, memorizing everything, my posture regal but cautious. A woman in silver stopped before me, offering a crystal glass of wine with a polite smile. I accepted it, brushing my fingers along the rim. “Thank you,” I murmured before gliding away, to the corner of the room, where shadows made my watching easier. I sat, gaze shifting from table to table. Every detail matte
Last Updated: 2025-08-19
Chapter: Chapter 8: Red Veil Desire (18+).Dante's POV I opened her door, expecting her to be ready, but froze the moment I saw her. Bianca stood in front of the mirror, her servant fussing over her, adjusting her hair and the folds of a deep red gown that clung to her curves like it had been molded to her body. The feather mask hiding part of her face only made her more dangerous. Every inch of her screamed power and elegance...deadly, intoxicating, and impossible to ignore. My pulse picked up, and I immediately snapped back to reality, signaling the maid to leave.She turned sharply, her eyes catching mine in the mirror. “Don’t waste your time, Dante. I’m not changing my mind about going to that party,” she said, her voice a whip that cut straight to the point.I leaned against the doorframe, trying to appear nonchalant. “I’m not here to talk you out of it,” I said, letting my gaze roam over her, the way the red gown hugged her waist, the subtle shimmer of the fabric across her chest. “But you need to be careful. Mordecai i
Last Updated: 2025-08-19
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