His Possession: Don’s Reluctant Bride
Elana Romano was born into the world of power and crime but lived like a prisoner within it.
As the daughter of a powerful mafia family, her life was never hers to claim. Every choice was made for her—until a forced marriage bound her to Luca Moretti, the cold and ruthless Don of a rival empire.
From the moment they say their vows, war brews between them.
Elana despises the chains that Luca represents, while Luca refuses to let her slip away. Sparks fly, passions ignite, and their hatred simmers into something even more dangerous—an uncontrollable desire neither of them can deny.
But love and loyalty are luxuries they can’t afford.
Secrets lurk in the shadows, betrayal poisons their fragile connection, and danger threatens from all sides. As Elana struggles to maintain her independence, Luca’s possessive nature deepens. Their battle for control turns fierce, fueled by jealousy, pride, and a longing they can’t escape.
When betrayal strikes and Elana flees, it shatters everything Luca thought he could control.
But when enemies target her, he realizes he’ll burn the world to bring her back.
In a life where power is everything and trust is deadly, can two broken souls find a way to heal?
Or will pride destroy the only chance they have at true love?
His Possession: The Don’s Reluctant Bride is an explosive mafia romance filled with enemies-to-lovers tension, forbidden passion, heart-wrenching betrayals, and a love story too fierce to be denied.
For readers who crave ruthless alpha males, fierce heroines, brutal passion, and emotional redemption, this is a journey that will leave you breathless.
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Chapter: Blood in the WaterLuca sat at the head of the long dining room table, its polished surface now buried under maps, surveillance photos, and weapon manifests. The weight of leadership sat heavier on him tonight. His eyes moved with practiced efficiency, but Elana could see the tension in his jaw, the silent calculation in every breath.“This alliance Marconi’s building,” Matteo said from the corner, “it’s not just about territory anymore. He’s targeting loyalty. Buying men who were ours.”“Cowards,” Luca muttered.Elana stood off to the side, arms folded, watching them all. Men in suits with cold eyes. Her mother’s warning still echoed in her mind, threading through every sentence spoken around that table.She stepped forward.“What if he’s not trying to buy them?” she said, voice firm. “What if he’s threatening them? Offering them safety if they turn before the storm hits?”The room went quiet. Luca looked up at her.“She’s not wrong,” Matteo said. “Fear is a faster motivator than greed.”Luca pushed ba
Last Updated: 2025-05-11
Chapter: Ghosts That BleedElana stood in the long hallway outside the drawing room, hands cold despite the heat pooling from the vents above. The door in front of her was shut, but the weight behind it felt heavier than iron.Her mother was in there.Alive. Breathing. Real.She hadn’t seen Isabella Romano in seven years—not since the night her mother walked out without a word, leaving behind a broken family and a daughter too young to understand the cost of silence.Luca’s hand touched her lower back gently. “You don’t have to go in yet.”“I do,” she whispered.She pushed open the door.Isabella stood near the fireplace, wrapped in a long navy coat, her blond hair threaded with silver. Time hadn’t dulled her beauty—it had sharpened it. But her eyes were no longer soft. They were cautious. Worn.“Elana,” she breathed, stepping forward. “My God… you look just like—”“Don’t,” Elana cut her off. “Not like him. I’m not like him.”Her mother’s expression faltered. “You don’t know everything—”“No,” Elana said quietl
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Chapter: The Edge of ControlThe night air was thick with tension, heavy enough to choke on. Elana stood by the tall windows in Luca’s study, arms folded tightly around her chest. She watched the driveway below where Matteo and two others loaded crates into the back of a black SUV. Weapons. Ammunition. Proof that war was no longer a distant shadow—it was crawling to their doorstep.Behind her, Luca entered the room. His steps were quiet, measured, but she still felt the shift in the atmosphere.“You shouldn’t be up this late,” he said, his voice low.She didn’t turn. “Neither should you.”“I’ve got enemies mobilizing,” he replied. “Sleep isn’t a luxury I can afford right now.”Silence hung between them like a weight. Finally, Elana turned to face him. “And what about us, Luca? Do we fall to the bottom of your priorities now?”His jaw tightened. “You know it’s not like that.”“Do I?” she asked. “Because all I see is a man preparing for war. Not a husband. Not a partner. Just a soldier.”He stepped closer, eyes dar
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Chapter: The First FractureThe estate was quieter than usual.Too quiet.Elana sensed it as she walked down the hallway leading to Luca’s office. The usual rhythm of the guards’ movements, the soft chatter between house staff—gone. Replaced by something colder, tighter.A storm was closing in.She found Luca inside, standing at the head of the long table, Matteo and two other captains seated around him. Maps and photos were spread out like a battlefield.“No one moves until I give the order,” Luca said, voice firm. “We’re controlling the story now. Marconi won’t know what hit him.”Elana didn’t speak until the men left, shutting the door behind them. Luca’s jaw was tight, his hand pressed against the table like he was holding himself together.“What is it?” she asked quietly.He turned to her. “Benedetto’s already gone.”Her brows lifted. “Gone as in—?”“Disappeared. Someone tipped him off.”The air shifted. Her stomach tightened. “Another leak?”Luca gave a slight nod. “We’re being watched from the inside, and
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Chapter: Storm on the HorizonThe early morning air was cold and sharp, slicing through the tension that clung to the Moretti estate like a second skin. Elana stood at the window of the study, watching the mist roll over the grounds. Somewhere behind her, Luca’s voice was low and clipped, speaking into his phone.She didn’t have to hear the words to know something was wrong. His posture said it all—rigid, on edge, like he was preparing for war. Because maybe, he was.When he finally hung up, she turned. “What happened?”He hesitated, which only confirmed her worst fears. “Another warehouse hit last night. Small crew, but precise. They knew what they were looking for.”Elana folded her arms, her voice steady. “You think it’s Marconi?”“I know it is,” he muttered. “He’s poking holes, testing how far he can go before we strike.”“But you’re not striking yet.” It wasn’t a question.“No.” He met her eyes. “Because of what you said. We wait. We bleed him dry with patience.”Her lips parted in surprise. “You listened.”H
Last Updated: 2025-05-11
Chapter: Fault LinesThe Moretti war room was colder than usual.Luca stood at the head of the long table, maps, photographs, and ledgers spread out before him. His top men filled the seats—Matteo, Leo, Carlos, and two others from their inner circle.Elana leaned against the wall just inside the doorway, arms crossed, watching as her husband issued orders with an edge he hadn’t used in weeks. The softness he’d shown her had retreated behind the iron façade of a don at war.“The Marconi compound is exposed on the east end,” Luca said, tapping the map. “If they’re hiding the hacker there, we take it quietly. No casualties unless absolutely necessary.”Carlos raised a brow. “Since when do we go in quiet?”“Since my wife’s name is being dragged through their filth,” Luca growled.The room fell silent.Matteo glanced toward Elana but said nothing.Luca’s gaze flicked to her. “We move tomorrow night.”The meeting dissolved, and the men filed out with murmured nods. When they were gone, Luca looked at her for th
Last Updated: 2025-05-10
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