Running From The Mafia CEO
Five years ago, CIA operative Maya Serrano was assigned a covert mission: get close to Lucien Moretti, the elusive son of a powerful mafia boss, and help take down his family’s illegal arms operation from the inside. Her job was to gain his trust—by any means necessary.
She never meant to fall for him.
But somewhere between one single meeting and a night spent under satin sheets, their chemistry turned into something real. The next morning, Lucien was arrested in a high-profile sting. Maya vanishes shortly after—determined to protect a secret after she’s abandoned by the agency.
Now, Lucien is out of prison. Hardened, calculated, and more dangerous than ever, he’s taken over the Moretti empire and rebuilt it into something darker—and far more ruthless. He’s spent years hunting the woman who ruined him, obsessed with finding answers and making her pay.
When he finally tracks her down, she’s living under a new identity and working as a private security consultant—completely unaware of who he’s become.
However, their parts are fated to cross during a government investigation into his company. But this time, he won’t fall for the act.
This time, she’ll break.
But the moment he sees her daughter, everything changes. Because the little girl has his eyes.
Now, the game of revenge spirals into something far more dangerous. A figure from the past is blackmailing Maya with the truth only he knows. The Moretti family will do anything to get Lucien out of the way—even if it means going after the people dear to him.
And Maya will do anything to protect the life she now has.
As the lines between love and hate blur, Lucien and Maya are forced to make choices that will either make or break them.
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Chapter: The Domino effectLucien Jamie stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. His head tilts slightly, brow lifting a fraction as if he’s trying to find the joke he’s missed. He opens his mouth, closes it again. He spreads his arms wide, an exaggerated gesture that collapses halfway, hands dropping back to his sides.He exhales through his nose and shakes his head.“You’ve lost your mind.”“Took you long enough to say the four words,” I reply dryly, folding my arms as I lean back. “You might think so, but you’re going to help me. So I suggest you put your personal opinions aside. Or write them in a journal.”Jamie pinches his fingers together, visibly restraining himself. It lasts all of two seconds.“Why would you do something that crazy?” he snaps. “You came up with the first plan for a reason, and now you’re just—what—tossing it aside?”“It doesn’t serve me anymore,” I say evenly. “Like you said, it had a purpose. That purpose has been fulfilled.”“Wh—”“How long do you think it could’ve lasted?” I cut in,
Last Updated: 2026-01-10
Chapter: Getting closer to the EnemyMaya “Maybe he’s not so terrible after all. I mean…” Andrew clears his throat with an awkward chuckle, his eyes flicking to the rearview mirror. “I figured there had to be a reason they brought in a relative instead of one of the biological sons.”I purse my lips and let out a small, frustrated breath, wishing he’d learned to read a room. Or a car, in this case.He’s behind the wheel, driving us back to the office, and I haven’t had a single moment of silence since we walked out of the Moretti building.I knew Andrew was easily swayed. I just hadn’t realized it only took one carefully chosen sentence—one gentle stroke to his ego—to completely rewrite his convictions.“I had my suspicions,” he continues, sounding more confident, “that there was something missing. But it was right there—” he taps the wheel, punches it lightly, for emphasis, “—hiding underneath our noses.”Are you saying Moretti is clean?” I murmur, more to myself than to him, my gaze fixed on the passing city beyond th
Last Updated: 2026-01-08
Chapter: Testing the Waters II“Sure,” she nods. “It’s fine.”“Jenna,” I murmur as I brace my hands on either side of my chair, my fingers stretching over the edge of the armrests. It doesn’t feel the same. Even when she said her name was Elena, it tasted odd on my tongue, like something was missing. Now, Maya—that fits. Warm, blue eyes, Maya, with a tiny dent in her chin whenever she tilted it in defiance. Long, wavy hair, like silk threads between my fingers, and that soft—my eyes drop to her mouth, to the tiny space between her lips, and I inhale sharply, struck with a jolt in my chest that feels nothing like the measured, carefully-chosen words passing between us. I clear my throat as my fingernails dig into the leather, biting through the surface. “I think I’ll stick with Miss Carr,” I say. “I wouldn’t want your colleague to think I’m crossing any professional lines.” I glance at the door, then slowly back at her. That goddamn band around her ponytail. Her hair is shorter than it was five years ago, but
Last Updated: 2026-01-07
Chapter: Testing the WatersLucienI raise my head, closing the large, boring folder in front of me when she appears by the door. My chest knots, quicker than I expected, as my gaze slowly washes over her—unhurriedly. She has her hair in a ponytail, a little too tight judging by the tiny vein propped out on her forehead, and my fingers itch, sliding across the desk, to loosen it a little. Pink. Her lipstick is barely visible, the flattest shade of pink to match her lips. There’s a bit of color on her cheekbones…blush, brightening her eyes just well enough that my gaze lingers on the lashes that frame her face. She’s prim, proper even and yet something traitorous slithers down my chest, burning warm in my stomach.She doesn’t look happy to see me, though. Oh, well. Happiness isn’t a luxury I can offer. I rise from my chair, a tiny, wry smile curling the corner of my mouth. “I hope I didn’t cause your colleague any trouble?”She scoffs lightly as her mouth twitches. It’s not meant for me to hear, I know, but
Last Updated: 2026-01-06
Chapter: Tough ChoicesMaya The boot hits the floor with a thud and I feel another of my patience slip away. I bite my tongue, swallowing down my frustration as I straighten from my crouch. “Woah,” I mutter as the ground tilts, reaching out with a hand to the wall to steady myself. I close my eyes for a moment, shake my head and open them again.“Okay,” I clear my throat with renewed purpose, heading over to grab the rejected boot. I turn with it in hand, facing my daughter standing at the far end of the corridor, with both hands firmly crossed in protest and a defiant pout on her face. “Remember what we said about communication? How you tell mommy what you don’t want instead of throwing a tantrum?” I say slowly, enunciating every word. “Ari?” She nods, but I hear the huff that slips out. At least we’re making some progress. I take a deep breath, then a much deeper one when my alarm goes on in the living room. I set it ten minutes earlier than yesterday, so I have some time. Some, not a lot.“So–”I slap
Last Updated: 2026-01-06
Chapter: Contracts and DistractionsThe next evening comes back quicker than expected and I get a message from Jamie as I step out of a meeting. “Louvre Hotel. 7pm.”I swipe down on my screen, checking the time. 6:30 pm. “Thirty minutes,” I mumble. I deliberate on postponing it, but my hesitation only lasts a couple seconds. Better to get it over and done with. As I slip my phone into my pocket, it buzzes again. I take it out. Another message from Jamie. “There’s a bouquet waiting in your office. Flowers are ice breakers.”Scoffing lightly, I shove my phone back in. I don’t need flowers for a business arrangement. If Giuliana is anything like her father, she wouldn’t expect to be wooed either. I gather my things from my office with a brisk message for my secretary to forward any important messages—any excuse to get out of dinner—before heading down. “Where to, sir?” My driver asks as I slide into the backseat. “The Louvre Hotel,” I say, leaning back with a tired sigh. The car peels away from the building and I clo
Last Updated: 2026-01-03
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