The Angel's Den
“You understand there’s no going back after this…right?”
I nodded.
Azrael’s brows immediately pulled together.
“No.” His voice dropped, deep and commanding. “I want to hear you say it, Wilhemina.”
My heart hammered as he hovered over me, close enough that his heat surrounded me. His cologne filled my lungs, mixed with the faint scent of mint and whiskey on his breath.
“Say you understand.”
“I understand,” I whispered.
His eyes darkened. We had met like this before. Stolen nights. Locked doors. Hours where I could forget the diamond on my finger and the husband who barely remembered I existed.
But tonight felt different. Tonight, Azrael wasn’t offering me an escape. He was asking me to choose. His fingers closed around my chin, forcing my eyes back to his.
“Good girl.”
Two words. That was all it took to send a shiver through me.
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For three years, Wilhemina Rucci-Saldini has been the perfect mafia wife—beautiful, obedient, polished, and utterly unwanted.
Her marriage to Emilio Saldini was never about love. It was a calculated alliance between two of the Central Region’s most influential crime families.
Emilio’s heart, however, has always belonged to someone else: his college sweetheart, Yazmin.
Wilhemina accepts his mistress. She accepts his absence. She even accepts the humiliating agreement that Emilio will never consummate their marriage because Yazmin cannot bear the possibility of Wilhemina giving him an heir.
What Wilhemina cannot accept is discovering—on their third wedding anniversary—that Emilio has secretly given Yazmin something he never intended to give his legal wife:
A real wedding.
Publicly humiliated by Emilio, trapped by a father willing to use her comatose mother as leverage, and tired of living as everyone’s beautiful possession, Wilhemina finally does something selfish.
She enters The Angel’s Den.
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Chapter: Chapter 27: The Western-Region (Part 2)Wilhemina—I stared at Emilio’s message for another few seconds before rolling my eyes.Of course. Because apparently I was also supposed to provide a fucking attendance report. I quickly typed back.Me: Sorry. It was late so I just crashed. Busy now. Text later.Sent. Minutes passed. Nothing. I rolled my eyes again.“Whatever.”I tossed my phone beside my plate. I was not letting Emilio ruin this trip. Not happening. Azrael remained quiet for a moment before casually taking another sip of coffee.“You know...there’s a way you can respond to him without actually having to engage.”My fork stopped halfway to my mouth.“Really?”I looked at him curiously.“How?”“Give me your phone.”Without thinking, I picked it up and placed it in his open palm. The action registered about two seconds later. Wait. I’d just handed this man my phone without hesitation.My personal phone. Messages. Emails. Photos. Banking apps. Business information. Everything. Had I really reached a point where I truste
Last Updated: 2026-09-11
Chapter: Chapter 26: The Western-Region (Part 1).Wilhemina-Warmth.That was the first thing I noticed as consciousness slowly pulled me from sleep. Warmth, the quiet hum of engines, and a steady heartbeat beneath my cheek. I shifted slightly before realizing I was practically curled into Azrael’s side, one arm draped across his stomach while his arm rested securely around me.“Good morning, sleeping beauty.”I smiled without opening my eyes.“Morning.”His lips pressed against the top of my head.“You can go back to sleep. We still have another eight hours.”My eyes opened.“Eight?”“Approximately.”I stretched, my legs extending beneath the blanket he’d apparently placed over me while I slept.“I’ve already been asleep for like three hours.”“two hours and fifty-three minutes.”I lifted my head.“You timed me?”“No.” His mouth twitched. “I looked at the clock.”“Mmhmm.”He chuckled. I sat up and glanced around the private jet. I’d flown privately more times than I could count, but there was something different about this.Maybe be
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Chapter: Chapter 25: A Deal Between Men.Azrael-“Mr. Valchini?”I glanced up from my computer. My assistant stood in front of my desk holding a folder.“The contracts you requested. Also, the R&S agreement has been drawn up and is currently being reviewed by Arbitration. They expect everything to be finalized before the gala.”“Excellent.” I accepted the folder. “Thank you.”“You’re welcome, sir.”She remained standing there. I waited. Five seconds. Ten. Her cheeks slowly reddened.I sighed.“That will be all.”“Oh! Right. Of course.”She hurried from my office. The door closed. I leaned back.“Jesus.”It happened often. Women lingering. Staring. Finding unnecessary reasons to remain in my presence. Over the years, I’d become accustomed to it. That didn’t make it any less fucking annoying.I’d experienced more than my share of women. Beautiful women. Wealthy women. Models. Actresses. Heiresses. None mattered. Because apparently, my heart had been waiting for one woman.My Mina.A smile tugged at my mouth. The past several w
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Chapter: Chapter 24: A Return To The Den.Wilhemina-“Here’s your mail, Mrs. Saldini.”I glanced up from the contract I’d been reviewing and smiled as Latisha stepped into my office.“Thank you, Latisha.”She placed several envelopes on my desk.“How’s Mary doing?”Latisha instantly perked up.“Oh, she is wonderful! Super-fast learner. Complete computer whiz. Honestly, training her has been a breeze.”I smiled. I wasn’t surprised. Mary had been efficient even as my maid. Friday marked several days of her shadowing Latisha, and apparently, she’d adapted quickly.“Glad to hear it. You ladies can wrap things up and head out early today.”Latisha squealed.“Seriously?! Thank you! I still have last-minute packing to do.”I laughed.“Well, then you better get out of here. Don’t let Tim do all the work.”“Please. Tim would forget his toothbrush if I didn’t pack it.”I laughed as she headed toward the door.“Latisha?”“Yes?”“Send Mary in before you go.”A few minutes later, a familiar face peeked around my door.“Mrs. Rucci? You wan
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Chapter: Chapter 23: Fix Your Damn House!Emilio-“Emilio...you are here. Again.”Alfredo Rucci’s tone was flat. His eyes were not. I immediately stood as he entered the grand room of the Rucci estate.“Yes, sir. My apologies.”“But?”I swallowed.“I...need to speak with you regarding Wilhemina.”Silence.Alfredo crossed the room and lowered himself into the armchair opposite me. Cornelius immediately appeared with a glass of whiskey. Alfredo accepted it without looking away from me. The he took a slow sip.Silence remained for several moments before he spoke.“Do you know what makes a great whiskey, Emilio?”I blinked.“Sir?”“Time. Patience. The proper barrel. The proper temperature. Quality grain. Every ingredient must be carefully chosen. Every condition controlled.” He studied the amber liquid. “Give a skilled distiller the right ingredients, and he can create something worth a fortune.”I remained silent.“And that,” he continued, “is precisely what I did with you the moment I agreed to let you marry my daughter.”My ja
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Chapter: Chapter 22: Emilio's ConflictionsEmilio-The door closed behind Wilhemina.I didn't move. The folder remained clutched in my hand, the photographs inside suddenly feeling like they weighed a fucking ton.Emotions was pouring through me. Embarrassment, confusion, but most of all... anger I was fucking seething. Yet, somewhere beneath all of it, I knew this was my fault.I knew it. But fuck that! Who the hell did Wilhemina think she was?Walking in here making demands. Threatening me. Telling me where she was going to live as though my opinion meant absolutely nothing!The ball is no longer in your court.My jaw clenched. For the first time tonight, I realized one painful thing that I'd long forgotten. Wilhemina was indeed Mafia and without a doubt, Rucci's daughter. Arrogant fucking—“GEORGE!”My voice thundered through the house. Seconds later, George appeared. Calm. Of course he was fucking calm.“How can I help you, sir?”I scoffed.“Don't fucking play with me.”His expression remained neutral.“Sir?”“It was you,
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Contracts of Desire: The Billionaire Romance Collection
Six dangerous billionaires. Six women caught in the ruthless games of wealth, power, revenge, and desire.
A Lottery Marriage with My CEO Boss: Nova Pierce is forced into an elite lottery marriage system by the parents who should have protected her—only to be chosen by Nicolai Moreau, her cold, calculating, and fearsome CEO boss.
The Arrangement: Dyanna Croft, a girl from the slums, is offered a contract engagement by Dante Westmore, a wealthy heir desperate to secure his inheritance and control of the family business.
Marrying My Billionaire Best friend: Leah agrees to be her billionaire best friend Corey’s fake fiancée to stop his arranged marriage—but their pretend romance quickly turns real. As pressure from his powerful family grows, they must choose between protecting their friendship… or risking everything for love.
The Assistant and the Beast: Abigail Price works under billionaire tech mogul Andre Crawford, the boss from hell—until late-night work sessions reveal the wounded, forbidden man beneath the monster.
The Investment: struggling fashion designer Carla Hill is given a chance by Quinton Truce, the ruthless beast of high couture, and discovers that one investment can change far more than her career.
Reborn—This Time I’m Choosing the Brute: Willamina Perez awakens on the day that once sealed her tragic fate. Betrayed and murdered by the husband she loved and the sister who envied her, she refuses to repeat the same mistake. This time, she chooses Isaiah Vearnen, the corporate beast everyone fears—never knowing he has loved her all along.
Dark, sensual, and addictive, this anthology follows women who refuse to remain pawns and billionaires who will risk everything for the one woman they cannot possess without losing control.
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Chapter: Chapter 57: Sister, SisterNova-“Nico…”His name escaped me on a breath as his lips moved slowly along my neck.The bedroom was nearly dark, illuminated only by the city lights spilling through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Somewhere far below us, South-Bay continued moving...cars, people, noise, life.But up here? There was only us. Nicolai’s hand slid around my waist, drawing me closer beneath the sheets as his lips found mine again.Slow. Deep. Loving.Nothing about tonight felt rushed. It wasn’t desperate passion or heated urgency. It was pure intimacy. His forehead rested against mine.“I love you,” he whispered.My heart squeezed. Even after everything, those words still affected me.“I love you too.”His fingers brushed gently through my curls before he kissed me again, and I melted against him. Being with Nicolai had taught me something I’d never understood before him. There was a difference between being wanted…and being cherished.He made me feel both.His hands traveled over me with familiar tendern
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Chapter: Chapter 56: A Deal Between Enemies.Gabriel-“The number you are attempting to reach is currently unavailable. Please leave a message after the—”“Fuck!”I hurled the phone across the study. It struck the wall with a violent crack before dropping onto the hardwood floor. For several seconds, I simply stood there, chest heaving, my eyes fixed on the shattered screen.Again. The same fucking automated message. Again.Brian Ashford had disappeared. Ever since my meeting with Kieran, I’d been trying to reach him. At first, Brian had responded...barely. A short message here. A cryptic reply there. Nothing substantial, but enough for me to know he was still alive.Then two weeks ago...nothing. No calls. No messages. No encrypted emails...and considering what Kieran knew, that silence was beginning to feel less like Brian hiding and more like something else entirely.“HOWARD!”The study doors opened less than thirty seconds later. Howard rushed inside, his glasses slightly crooked, his entire posture nervous as his eyes immedi
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Chapter: Chapter 55: We’re Having A Baby.Nicolai-I couldn’t sleep.Not because I wasn’t tired. In fact, I was fucking exhausted. But every time I closed my eyes, the same four words ran through my head.We’re having a baby.My gaze lowered to the woman curled against my chest. Nova slept peacefully, one arm draped across my stomach, her cheek pressed against me. Her breathing was soft and even. Every few seconds, my fingers moved through her hair, gently stroking the strands away from her face.My wife...the mother of my child.Fuck.My chest tightened all over again. Nova was going to be a mother. And I…I was going to be a father. A father! Me! Even thinking the word felt surreal. Earlier this morning, I’d held my niece for the first time and wondered what it would feel like to hold my own child someday. Apparently, someday was coming a hell of a lot sooner than I realized.Ten weeks.Our baby had already been with us for ten weeks. A smile slowly pulled at my lips.“You sneaky little thing,” I whispered, glancing toward N
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Chapter: Chapter 54: The Baby Is Coming!Nova-It was just after three in the morning when we got the call.Even through my sleepy haze, I could hear Nate practically panicking through Nicolai's phone.“Nico! This is it! Jess is going into labor! The baby is coming!”My eyes flew open as Nicolai shot upright beside me.“Holy shit!” Sleep vanished from his voice instantly. “Are you both on your way to the hospital?”I scrambled out of bed while Nate continued talking so quickly I could barely understand him through the speaker.“Yes! We're in the car now. Mom and Dad are meeting us there. Her parents are coming. Everybody's coming. Fuck, Nico, she's having contractions like every—Jess, baby, breathe! Just breathe!”“Breath.” Nicolai said. His tone calm.“She is breathing!”“I was talking to you.”“Oh.”Despite everything, I laughed.“Listen to me,” Nicolai said, climbing from the bed. “You're almost there. Jessica is fine. You're fine. The baby's fine. Stop panicking before you make her panic.”“I'M NOT PANICKING!”Jessica sc
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Chapter: Chapter 53: The Summit (Part 3)Nicolai-I took the stage again to thunderous applause. Yet my mind was somewhere else entirely. Gabriel Castillo and Kieran Sinclair locked in a multibillion-dollar partnership.Why?I smiled as I approached the microphone, slipping effortlessly back into the polished expression expected from Nicolai Moreau, CEO of OmniCore.Inside, however, confusion twisted through my thoughts. Gabriel hated Sinclair. At least, I thought he did. I'd caught him on several occasions speaking poorly of him. So why the hell would he broker a deal with him?I pushed the question aside...for now.“Once again,” I began, “I would like to thank Rosewood Medical Center, Dr. Castillo, our medical advisory teams, OmniCore’s engineering divisions, and every researcher who dedicated countless hours to bringing NMT to this stage.”Applause followed as I glanced toward Nova. My wife was already emotional. Perfect; because she was about to become even more emotional.“And now,” I continued, “rather than simply tell
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Chapter: Chapter 52: Gabriel Castillo.Gabriel Castillo had always been a good man.At least, that was what everyone believed.During his final year at Lexington University, his name carried almost as much weight as the Castillo family itself. He was brilliant. Handsome. Patient. Charitable.The future heir to one of the most prominent hospital and medical-clinic chains in the world. Professors adored him. Women desired him. Parents wanted their daughters to marry him.And the lower classes? They practically worshipped him.Gabriel volunteered at free clinics. Donated money to scholarship funds. Smiled warmly at janitors. Remembered nurses' names. He listened patiently whenever nervous students approached him for advice.To the world, Gabriel Castillo was everything an Elite should be. Kind. Compassionate. Generous. Humble. It was a beautiful mask. Because Gabriel Castillo was none of those things.Not really.He had been raised to understand one fundamental truth. There were levels to humanity. And the Castillos existed n
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