Novels by Ocean Lumin

Bianca’s POV Immediately the man fell to the floor, the other man grabbed my hand. “Let me go!” I shouted, trying to yank his hands off, but his grip was too tight as I struggled against him, my heart racing. As he pulled me toward the back of the room, I glanced around. Everyone kept going—laughing, cheering, the music pounding like nothing had happened. I was the only one frozen in shock. The only one who seemed to care that a man was lying dead on the floor. “What have I gotten myself into?” I whispered, as the man dragged me through a door detached from the main building. I could hear my pulse hammering in my ears. “Why are we going through the back? Are you trying to kidnap me? Somebody, help me!” I screamed, but before I could cry out again, he slapped a hand over my mouth and pushed me into a dark room. “Open this door! Is anybody there?” I shouted, banging on the door with all my strength, but it was useless. Suddenly, the light clicked on. I spun around, and my breath

Bianca's POV My chest heaved as I stared up at the figure standing over me. At first, I didn't see his face, all I could see was the black cap and his back facing me. He didn’t move. For a terrifying second, I was sure this was it. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing myself for the worst. But nothing happened. Cautiously, I cracked one eye open. He had turned to face me, he wasn’t reaching for a weapon. He wasn’t even looking at me with anger or malice. Instead, he bent down, and he brought something out of his back pocket. My purse. I hadn’t even realized I had dropped it. He held it out to me, his fingers barely grazing the leather. I hesitated. My body was still locked in fear, every instinct screaming at me to run. But as I looked up at him, really looked at him, I realized something— He wasn’t like the men I had seen earlier. His stance was different. Relaxed, almost casual. His dark eyes weren’t cold or threatening. There was something else there, but

Bianca's POV For a moment, there was silence. And then, he smiled—a slow, dangerous smile that filled my whole body with fear instantly. I had made a mistake. A huge mistake. My mind raced with only one thought: “Get out of here.” I glanced around the room; all eyes were on me, shock etched on every face. And why wouldn’t they be? I think I just slapped a Mafia boss. I didn’t wait for anyone to react. Before my brain could catch up with my legs, I bolted. On my way out, I crashed into a waiter, knocking a bottle of wine to the floor. The sound echoed behind me, but I didn’t dare stop. I burst into the changing room, stripped off my uniform, and pulled on my clothes with trembling hands, barely able to grab my bag before rushing out. I slipped out of the club, blending into the crowd. No sign of the manager. Thank goodness. Outside, I waved urgently at the first cab I saw. As the car pulled away, I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding. I just slapped a Mafia boss.

Bianca’s POV As I walked in, it wasn’t just one customer like I expected —it was a group of men whose presence made the air feel heavy and scary. They radiated power, the type that doesn't ask for respect; they demanded it. My throat tightened, but I forced myself to keep walking. I scanned the room, taking in the girls draped over their laps, their laughter too loud, and their eyes glazed. A small part of me felt relieved that I wasn’t the only one here, but it didn’t last. We weren’t the same. They were here to entertain; I was here to work. “Good evening, I’ll be serving you tonight,” I said into my mini mic, standing in front of their table. I kept my voice steady and my eyes down, but my heart pounded in my chest. “Hey, sexy,” one of them slurred beside me, the stench of was whiskey heavy on his breath. I glanced at him—drunk, of course. He looked like the kind of man who thought his money gave him a pass to behave like anyhow. “Come here,” another voice cut in, sharp an

Bianca's POV “Blrrrrr!” The loud alarm pierced through the room, jolting me awake. My body protested, stiff and exhausted from a night where sleep finally found me in the late hours. But now, I had to drag myself up for work. It hadn’t been easy, but a few months ago, I found the courage to return to this city, six years after my mother passed away. As I stepped into the shower, the cold water shocked me back into memories I wished I could forget. That sunny afternoon… Dad and I were in the living room when a knock at the door shattered our lives. The news of my mother’s death was dropped on us like a bomb. She was killed in service to the Mafia family she worked for. They handled the burial expenses, like it was just business. As if that would fix anything. They also gave my father the money to pay for my education, like she had always wanted. Pulling on my jeans and hopping around to shove my feet into my boots, my mind drifted back to that funeral day. I had wandered arou

Marcello's POV Six years ago, “When you’re born into chaos, you learn to navigate it. But she was the chaos I didn’t see coming.” Five months ago, my mother dragged me back to this city. She had fought hard to keep me away from my father, desperate for me not to follow in his footsteps. But he found us, of course, he always does. After all, he’s Don Rossi, and no one outsmarts the boss for long. Today’s training flew by, which was just as well, since my father was throwing one of his infamous monthly mafia parties tonight. Normally, I’d disappear for the evening, but he made it clear I had to stick around this time. And when Don Rossi speaks, you listen. The party was in full swing by the time I arrived, the room buzzing with tension disguised as polite conversation. Men in sharp suits, women in elegant dresses—it all looked so refined. But I knew better. Beneath the surface, every person here was capable of unspeakable things. “Enjoying the view?” a voice interrupted from behind

KAIRAI woke up to someone shaking my shoulder insistently. My eyes struggled to open, still heavy with sleep. When I finally managed to pry them apart, Jessica's face was hovering inches from mine, way too close and way too energetic for whatever ungodly hour this was.I blinked at her, confused and disoriented. What was happening? Why was she waking me up? It felt like I had just fallen asleep minutes ago."Rise and shine, sleeping beauty," Jessica said with far too much enthusiasm. "We have training today, remember? I told you yesterday. 8am sharp."Training? oh right.The memory came flooding back. Jessica surrounded by sticks and makeshift weapons, throwing one at me and declaring we would start training today. I had been so caught up in everything with Professor Zane that I had barely processed it.I groaned internally and shook my head, pulling the blanket over my face. This was one of those days I really wished I could talk, just so I could tell Jessica exactly where she could

KAIRAJessica's reaction was immediate and over the top. She sat up so fast she nearly knocked over the tray of snacks, her hand flying to her mouth as she let out a dramatic gasp that could probably be heard from the next room."You what?" She was practically bouncing on the bed now. "You kissed him first? Oh my God, Kaira! This is crazy. No! more than crazy."I felt my face grow even hotter if that was possible. I wanted to disappear into the floor."I want the whole details," Jessica said, settling cross-legged on the bed with her chin in her hands like a child waiting for story time. "Start typing. Don't leave anything out."I looked at her eager face and knew I had no choice. Jessica would never let this go until she knew everything. With a resigned sigh, I started typing.I told her about going to his office to return the phone. About how nervous I had been standing there. About how he had looked at me with those intense eyes that seemed to see right through me. About how someth

KAIRAThe car pulled up to Jessica's house, and I thanked the driver before stepping out. The cool evening air hit my face, and I clutched the envelopes tighter against my chest as I walked toward the gate.The moment I entered the compound, different aromas hit me all at once. Something sweet and spicy, something savory, something that smelled like freshly baked bread. My stomach growled despite everything that had just happened, despite the fact that food was the last thing on my mind.I looked around for Jessica or her mom, but the compound was quiet. The lights were on in the main house, but I didn't see anyone outside. I made my way straight to Jessica's room, my mind still spinning with everything that had happened in Professor Zane's office.The kiss. Oh God, the kiss.I pushed open the door to find Jessica sprawled on her bed, surrounded by what looked like an arsenal of weird objects. There were sticks of different lengths, some kind of protective padding, and what appeared t

ALPHA ZANEThe door clicked shut behind Kaira, and the sound echoed through my office. I stood there, frozen in a spot, staring at the closed door as her footsteps faded down the hallway.What the fuck just happened?My heart was still pounding, my breathing still uneven. I could still taste her on my lips, still feel her weight in my arms. The scent of her arousal lingered in the air, mixing with my own, creating something intoxicating that made my wolf growl restlessly beneath my skin.I ran my hands through my hair, gripping it hard enough to hurt. The pain did nothing to clear my head.She had kissed me, my student, the girl I was supposed to be mentoring and protecting had grabbed me by the collar and pulled me down to her, and I had lost every shred of control I prided myself on.No. That wasn't entirely true.She had started it, yes. But I had escalated it. I had lifted her onto that desk like some kind of animal. I had touched her, caressed her, let my hands wander to places t

KAIRAThe moment his lips met mine, I felt every wave of regret wash over me but since I had already done it, I might as well do it right.I moved my lips against his, doubting at first. He didn't respond immediately and panic started to set in. What had I done? This was my professor, the head alpha. I had just ruined everything.But then suddenly, everything changed.His hand moved from where I had caught it against my neck. In one swift motion, he drew me tighter against him, his mouth claiming mine with a passion that stole my breath away. The kiss went from hesitant to consuming in a heartbeat.He made a low growl deep in his throat, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. His whole body seemed different now, like he had been holding back before and now something had snapped. Like he was under my spell, completely lost in this moment just like I was.Before I could process what was happening, he lifted me off the floor like I weighed nothing. My feet dangled in the air for a seco

kAIRAHe looked at me like he didn't understand what I just said.I grabbed my phone and typed again, my fingers moving quickly across the screen. "What exactly am I doing?"His eyes scanned the message, and a small smile played at the corners of his mouth. "You will come with me to arrange some files. That's what I would have done if I was with my phone yesterday."He paused, his dark eyes meeting mine. "Or better still, stay here."Before I could respond, he walked out of the office. I sat there alone, my heart still racing from earlier when he had held me against his chest. The memory of his hands on my waist, his breath against my ear, made my whole body feel warm.The door opened again and he returned carrying several large envelopes. He dropped one in front of me on the desk, the thick folder landing with a soft thud.I opened it carefully and peered inside, papers, a lot of them. They all had numbers in the top right corner, but they were completely out of order. What to do was