Owned By The Mafia Lord
Marco’s presence was overwhelming, his body heat making it hard to breathe. His dark eyes locked onto mine, making my heart race. “Why do you fight me, Sarah?” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.
I tried to step back, but the counter trapped me. “I won’t be your plaything, Marco.”
He smiled, a dangerous, seductive curve of his lips. “Is that so?” He pulled me close, his hand burning through my dress. His lips brushed my neck, sending shivers down my spine. “I think you like this more than you admit.”
I wanted to resist, but when his mouth claimed mine, I melted into the kiss, my body betraying me. Every touch ignited a fire I couldn’t control.
When he pulled back, his eyes were full of desire. “You can’t deny what’s between us, Sarah”
Sarah’s simple life turns dark when she catches the eye of dangerous mob boss, Marco De Luca. To settle her father’s debt, Marco forces her into an arranged relationship. Sarah fights to resist his control, but their fiery clashes spark undeniable passion.
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Chapter: Chapter 431MARCOI pushed out of the front door with my phone still in my hand, my jacket hanging half off my shoulders. My heart was pounding hard in my chest and every step felt heavier than the last. I was not thinking. I was just moving. Years of knowing when trouble was close had taught me to react before my mind could catch up. This was not the kind of trouble you could ignore. It was the kind that arrived without knocking.Petrov was outside the gate, leaning against the black SUV with a cigarette between his fingers. The streetlight overhead caught the smoke curling into the night air. He was not relaxed. His eyes were moving, scanning the street like a man who had been waiting too long and could feel the wrongness in the air.The moment he saw me, he straightened and let the cigarette fall to the ground. He crushed it under his boot without looking away.“You look like hell. What is going on?”I did not bother answering. I yanked open the driver’s door and slid inside.“Get in the car.”
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Chapter 430SARAHThe kitchen was warm this morning, the kind of warmth that came from more than just the oven. The scent of simmering tomatoes, fresh basil, and garlic hung in the air, wrapping the room in something almost comforting. Moonlight pushed its way through the window over the sink, stretching across the counters where Martha was already at work. Her sleeves were rolled up, hands busy with the chopping board, knife moving with the ease of someone who had done this a thousand times.I stepped in with my hair tied back, ready to work. Maddalena had made it very clear earlier that she wanted this dish perfect for tonight’s dinner. Perfect wasn’t a suggestion—it was an order.Martha looked up the moment I entered. “Good evening, Miss Sarah,” she said, her tone polite, eyes quick. “Shall we start with the sauce?”“I know how to make it,” I told her, moving toward the counter. “Osso buco with saffron risotto. I’ve made it before.”Her lips curved into the faintest smile. “Of course, Miss. Th
Last Updated: 2025-08-13
Chapter: Chapter 429TONYThe grip on my shoulder tightened. It was not enough to hurt, but firm enough to tell me I was not going anywhere on my own. The two men in front kept walking toward a dim hallway at the back, and the one behind me stayed close. He moved with the quiet confidence of someone who had done this many times before, guiding me like I was a guest who needed to be shown the way, though we both knew that was not the truth.I did not speak at first. I just walked. My eyes stayed on their backs, taking in the width of their shoulders and the way their jackets hung heavy. Two in front, one behind. No easy way out. If I wanted to break free, it would be messy, and messy would draw attention I might not survive.My gut told me this was not about cards. They had been watching me since I sat down, pretending to be more interested in their drinks than in me, but their eyes kept coming back. I made sure my face stayed calm, like I had not noticed. That was the trick. Never let them see you countin
Last Updated: 2025-08-12
Chapter: Chapter 428*************WEEKS AGOThe backroom smelled of smoke and whiskey. The air was thick, heavy enough to sit on the tongue. A single lamp hung low over the table, the yellow light spilling in a tight circle across papers, folded maps, and glasses that were no longer full. The edges of the room faded into shadow, and the sound of the city outside was faint, like it belonged to another world.Guido Vorone sat at the head of the table. His suit was pressed sharp, the fabric catching a soft sheen under the light. His tie was loose, not from carelessness, but as if he had already settled in for business that would not end quickly. They called him Il Lupo, The Wolf. Years ago, Marco would not have remembered his face. Now Guido had more money than he could count, more men than he could name in one breath, and more guns than most families could dream of. He did not look rushed, yet there was a weight in his stillness, a sense that the entire table moved to his pace.To his right sat Nino. His s
Last Updated: 2025-08-11
Chapter: Chapter 427TONYThe hotel room was quiet except for the sharp click of me sliding a magazine into place. I sat at the small desk near the window, the glow of Jersey’s skyline bleeding through the blinds. The bed behind me was a mess of tools and steel. My jacket lay open, pockets turned out. Two extra clips. A knife. A burner phone. I checked each bullet one at a time, feeling their weight before dropping them in. I liked the sound they made, the little metal kiss before they locked into place.Since the Rossi mess, things had been calm for once. No gunshots in the middle of the night, no calls about missing money, no bodies to clean up. It was the kind of quiet that makes you start to think maybe the storm really passed. But lately, the air felt heavier. Whispers started making their way through the ranks. Small things going wrong in places they shouldn’t. It was the kind of slow boil that meant something was cooking, and whatever it was, it wasn’t going to stay small for long.I left the desk,
Last Updated: 2025-08-10
Chapter: Chapter 426MARCOFrom my office, the glass walls gave me more than just quiet. They let me watch without anyone knowing. Out on the open floor, Sofia moved like she had been here for years. She wasn’t rushing, but she wasn’t wasting time either. One moment she was by the copy machine, leaning slightly toward a junior analyst as if listening closely. The next, she was over by another desk, holding a stack of files that weren’t hers, pointing at a page, speaking in a low, even tone.Every movement of hers felt planned. She didn’t stay in one spot too long, never enough for it to look deliberate, but always long enough for people to notice her. She was making herself useful, visible, indispensable. The kind of thing that looked like dedication on paper but had more weight in the room.I kept watching, my eyes following her as she crossed to another desk, her heels tapping quietly against the floor. She was efficient, sharp, dressed like she understood exactly how much polish to bring to the job. I
Last Updated: 2025-08-09
His deadly obsession
His steely gaze bore into mine, an abyss of emotionless darkness.
"Marc-"
"SHUT UP!"
I
flinched, a shudder coursing through me. He came on closer, his fingers tightening around my neck, a cruel parody of a caress. I met his frightening stare, I stared at him breathing heavily.
"Just be still."
I lowered my face, eyelids fluttering shut, as if seeking solace in the darkness.
"I own you."
His declaration resounding heavy in the air, an unbreakable chain binding me to this desire’s. In that moment, I knew - there was no escaping the clutches of this man who held me captive, body and soul.
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In the heart of a city shrouded in shadows and secrets, Elena Santiago's life takes a dangerous plunge. Her father's debts drag them to the doorstep of Don Marco De Luca, an astute and enigmatic mafia overlord, thrusting Elena into a world of scary gambles and lethal allure.
Boundaries blur between allegiance and survival as Elena must survive through a web of deception, where every move becomes a battle cry. With her family's future teetering on a razor's edge, she finds herself torn between defying the merciless Don and submitting to a life of total servitude.
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Will she succumb to his desires… or hers?!
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Chapter: Chapter 8ElenaI stood in my fancy room, feeling trapped and unhappy. The red silk walls seemed to glow, but it wasn't a warm and cozy glow - it was more like a reminder of the life I was stuck in. The soft carpets felt like they were suffocating me, and the big bed with its fancy headboard and satin sheets just made me feel like I was stuck in a life I didn't want.The pillows were piled high, but they didn't offer much comfort. The fireplace had pictures of my husband's ancestors, and they seemed to watch me all the time, making me feel like I was being judged. The fire crackled and popped, and it seemed to be hungry for something - maybe my freedom.Outside, the gardens were beautiful and full of life, but they just made me feel trapped. I had a simple writing desk from my old life, but it was empty now, except for a pen that felt too heavy to hold. Every fancy thing in the room just reminded me that I was stuck in a life I didn't want.I felt like I was in a cage, and I wanted to break fre
Last Updated: 2024-05-15
Chapter: Chapter 7I struggled to regain my composure, questioning Marco's sanity. Why would he unleash such brutality on Daren? The fear of others getting hurt due to this madness gripped my thoughts. My 72 hours were up, and I contemplated surrendering to Marco before more damage unfolded. It wasn’t long before, Marco and his imposing entourage made a formidable entrance, the evening breeze conspiring to announce their arrival. The subtle creak of the door, the hushed whispers of his accompanying goons – it was a well played out display of intimidation as Marco stepped into the room, casting a commanding shadow that seemed to stretch across the entire space. "Tempo scaduto, Elena," Marco pronounced, his demand echoing through the room. "I want that answer now." "I...l-" I started, my words hesitating. "Be careful, Elena," Marco interrupted, his warning carrying a palpable sense of impending consequences. "I'll accept your offer, Marco," I uttered, a tinge of sadness in my voice. However, ther
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
Chapter: Chapter 6********* Amidst the shadows that envelop the barnhouse, Marco De Luca arrives with an air of authority, determined to extinguish the supposed threat posed by Daren. His steps echo with a lethal rhythm, resonating the impending confrontation. "Where is he?" Marco's voice cuts through the tense silence as he addresses one of his goons, his gaze piercing the room. "He's tied in that corner," Vinny replies, pointing towards an ominous darkness. “Guardia bene," Marco commands, a subtle flick of his fingers. Vinny, a close ally in Marco's trusted circle, stations two tough guys outside the barn, ready to guard against any unexpected trouble. Spotting Daren, Marco issues an unsettling directive, deploying two of his men to commence a brutal assault on Daren even in his sleep. The initial blow to Daren's stomach jolts him awake, blindfolded and futilely struggling against his restraints. The onslaught continues, the men taking turns to rain blows upon Daren, assaulting different p
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
Chapter: Chapter 5************* The dimly lit lounge wrapped Marco in an intoxicating mix of luxury and allure. His crew stood by, solid as the stone walls around them. Women paraded all around him. In the midst of the wild party, his thoughts kept drifting to Elena. Seventy-two hours. A ticking clock to her surrender. He could almost taste the victory of breaking her spirit. Suddenly, Vinny, his right-hand man, rushed over looking all serious. "Marco, you gotta know this. The Vittorio, they're up to something suspicious." "The Vittorio, huh?" Marco mused. The name carried weight in their world. "Keep an eye on them, Santiago. This might get interesting." As Vinny hurried off, Marco let himself be swept back into the rhythm of the lounge. "Hello mister," one of the strippers purred, a naughty gleam in her eye. Marco gave her a sly grin. "Spicing up the night, aren't you?" She leaned closer, her voice a sultry secret. "Names don't matter, as long as you remember the moment." Elena A
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
Chapter: Chapter 4Elena I could barely focus, every step feeling like a careless dance on unsteady ground. Marco's ordeal was a looming specter, a dark cloud threatening to suffocate me. Why is he doing this? What does he want from me? It's illegal, it's outrageous! My own father, willing to hand me over to this devil in exchange for a debt clearance, and the audacity of Marco to suggest... that! I refuse to be a sacrificial lamb, not for my father, not for anyone. I've worked tirelessly, day and night, to keep us afloat. This is a line I won't cross. Daren's voice broke through my swirling thoughts, a lifeline in the storm. I blinked, my gaze drawn to the spilt coffee on the kitchen sink. Dammit!. "What's going on, Elena? You've been off since you got here," Daren's concern was evident. I let out a deep sigh, "Just overwhelmed, you know? Life and all." "I get it," he chuckled. "Take it easy on yourself. Why don't you go take some orders, assist McKenzie? I'll handle this." His words we
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
Chapter: Chapter 3************* The room was hushed, the weight of Elena's father's words hanging in the air. His face, once filled with warmth and laughter, was now etched with lines of worry and regret. He cleared his throat, his voice heavy with the burden of his confession. "I don't know how to say this," he started, his voice faltering, "but I've gotten myself into a dire situation. I've incurred a debt with a man, a dangerous one, and... and there have been threats made against our lives." Elena's breath caught in her throat, her mind racing to make sense of the words. "Threats? Father, who is this man? What kind of debt are we talking about?" Elena's father hesitated, his gaze dropping to the letter. "His name is Marco Moretti. He's a powerful figure, and I owe him a substantial amount of money. I fear for our lives, Elena. For yours and your brother's." "Elena, I'm thinking of offering you to the crime boss in exchange for our lives." Elena's hands clenched into fists, her anger and
Last Updated: 2023-11-16
Chapter: Chapter 21SELENEWhen I opened my eyes, it wasn’t like before. There wasn’t that crushing weight on my chest, or that strange ache pulling at every corner of my body. My head felt clearer. My limbs didn’t feel like they were made of stone. I sat up, slowly, but this time, I didn’t need to use the headboard to do it. I just… did.It was quiet outside, the sun already hanging high like I’d slept half the day away. Maybe I had. But I wasn’t mad at it. For the first time in days, I actually felt like myself again.I swung my legs off the bed and stood. No spinning. No wobble. Just me, on my feet.The bathroom felt cold when I stepped in, but I didn’t care. I turned on the tap and let the bath fill with warm water, the kind that wraps around your skin and pulls all the tiredness out of your bones. I took my time. Washed my hair. Scrubbed my skin. Soaked until the water turned lukewarm and I was pruning. It felt like peeling off days of sickness, sweat, and Adrien’s hovering presence.I stepped out,
Last Updated: 2025-06-18
Chapter: Chapter 20SELENEWhen I opened my eyes, the sun had already pushed its way past the curtains, spilling quiet light across the room. For a second, I just lay there, staring up at the ceiling. Everything was still. No movement, no sound, not even the usual distant echo of the staff going about their business.My body felt less heavy, but not by much. I shifted under the covers and tried to push myself up, slowly, using my elbows to guide me. A sharp ache pulled across my shoulders and lower back. My limbs felt sore like I’d been thrown around, and my throat still scratched every time I swallowed.I moved to swing my legs over the side of the bed, but the room spun the second I lifted my head. I froze, swallowing against the dizziness, and laid back down.Just then, the door opened.A woman in a soft blue uniform stepped in, her face calm and practiced. The nurse. She looked surprised to see me awake.“Oh—good morning, Mrs. Adrien,” she said gently, walking toward me. “How are you feeling?”I hate
Last Updated: 2025-06-17
Chapter: Chapter 19SELENEWhen I opened my eyes, the soft light in the room made me squint. Everything felt hazy, my head pounding faintly, my limbs heavy. For a moment, I didn’t even recognize where I was. Slowly, as my vision cleared, I realized I was in my room, lying on my bed.I tried to sit up, but my body protested, weak and sluggish. My mind scrambled to piece together what had happened. When did I fall asleep? The last thing I remembered was—Adrien.The argument. His cold, unyielding presence. The dizziness that had overwhelmed me. My body shutting down mid-protest. I pressed a hand to my forehead, wincing at the faint ache as the memory returned. He’d grabbed me, and I’d lost consciousness.I exhaled shakily, my gaze sweeping the room. That’s when I noticed it. A drip stand stood by the side of the bed, an IV attached to my arm. I stared at it, bewildered, and then noticed a small tray on the table nearby, lined with medical supplies I didn’t recognize.When did all of this get here?The door
Last Updated: 2025-01-10
Chapter: Chapter 18SELENEI sat on the edge of the bed for a moment longer, letting the anger simmer quietly beneath the surface. I wasn’t going to let Adrien get to me. Not anymore. Whatever he threw my way, I would deal with it. But I wouldn’t let it define me.With a shaky breath, I stood up and made my way to the bathroom. My drenched clothes felt suffocating, the weight of them a constant reminder of last night. I peeled them off slowly, my body protesting every movement. The warmth of the bathroom was a small comfort, the steam from the shower already starting to fill the room as I turned the water on.The hot spray hit my skin, and I let out a sigh of relief. It was like washing away the remnants of the night—the rain, the cold, the humiliation. I stood there for a while, letting the water cascade over me, hoping it would take some of the exhaustion with it.But then it hit me—an eerie, bone-deep tiredness that seemed to creep into every part of me. My head began to pound, sharp and piercing, lik
Last Updated: 2025-01-10
Chapter: Chapter 17SELENEThe chill of the evening air clung to me as I stood frozen on the doorstep, staring at the closed door. My heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest and left to shatter on the cold, unwelcoming ground. He really did it. He threw me out. He wasn’t bluffing, wasn’t making an empty threat to scare me into submission. Adrien had made good on his word, and now here I was—locked outside, alone, like a discarded piece of trash.I clenched my arms around myself, the reality sinking in like a sharp blade to my ribs. This was my life now. This was what it meant to be with him. How had I let it come to this?The evening sky above was painted with shades of fading light, a soft pink bleeding into muted gray as the sun dipped further below the horizon. I stared at it, trying to focus on anything other than the heavy ache in my chest. The colors were beautiful, serene even, but they felt like a mockery of my turmoil.Tears pricked at the edges of my eyes, but I swallowed hard, refusin
Last Updated: 2025-01-10
Chapter: Chapter 16SELENEThe silence in the car was unbearable, thick with tension so palpable I felt like I was suffocating. I stared out the window, the world outside a blur as I tried to keep myself together. My heart pounded relentlessly, my chest tight with a storm of emotions I couldn’t untangle. Adrien sat beside me, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly I thought it might snap under the pressure. His jaw was clenched, the muscle there ticking in rhythm with his barely restrained fury.I bit down on the inside of my cheek, hard enough to taste blood, willing myself to stay silent. I wanted to speak, to demand an explanation for his behavior, to yell at him for humiliating me in front of everyone, but the knot in my throat was too tight.The tension in the car was stifling, pressing down on me like a weight I couldn’t escape. I could feel Adrien’s anger radiating off him, sharp and suffocating, and I hated that it was aimed at me. My chest ached with frustration, with anger of my own,
Last Updated: 2025-01-09
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