Sold To The Mafia Boss
Eleanor's heart pounded as Armando backed her into a corner, his eyes dark and unrelenting. "Why do you keep resisting me, Eleanor?" he asked, his voice a low threat.
She tried to pull away, but his grip on her wrist tightened. "I won't be your possession, Armando."
A slow, dangerous smirk curled on his lips. "We'll see about that." His hand snaked around her waist, pulling her against him, the warmth of his body making it hard to think straight.
Before she could protest, his mouth claimed hers, fierce and demanding. She wanted to fight, but the intensity of his kiss shattered her defenses. Her hands, instead of pushing him away, gripped his shoulders, drawing him closer.
When he finally pulled back, they were both breathless. "You can lie to yourself all you want," Armando whispered against her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine, "but you can't deny what's between us."
Eleanor's heart raced with conflicting emotions, knowing he was right-and hating herself for how much she wanted him.
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Eleanor's life spirals out of control when she is sold to Armando, a merciless Mafia boss. Their fiery confrontations spark a powerful and dangerous connection neither can deny. As betrayal and threats close in from every direction, Eleanor must decide if she can trust the man who holds her captive or if their growing bond will destroy them both. In a world of ruthless power struggles, love becomes the ultimate risk.
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Chapter: Chapter 88ELEANORThe cold had worked its way so deep into my bones that I barely felt the blanket anymore, and my wrists still hurt from the cuffs at the cemetery. I could still smell the wet earth on my skin.Armando’s voice kept playing in my head. I pressed my forehead against my knees and cried again, quiet this time, because I was too tired for anything louder.I didn’t know how long I sat like that before the footsteps came.The sudden light from the hallway made me squint and then the same guards that had dragged me out the first time came back again. I didn’t even try to stand on my own. They just grabbed my arms and pulled me up.“Where are you taking me this time?” My voice came out rough, like I hadn’t used it in days.They both didn’t answer, not like I even expected any answers from them in the first place.The air grew warmer as we climbed and soon enough, I perceived cigar smoke. My stomach twisted. I suddenly knew where we were going before we even reached the study door.They
Last Updated: 2026-01-02
Chapter: Chapter 87ELEANORThe drip from the pipe was the only thing that moved down here like a clock that only counted misery. I sat, curled against the wall with Luca’s blanket pulled tight around my shoulders, but it didn’t stop the cold from crawling into my bones. I whispered into the dark, “I’m sorry, Matteo. I’m so sorry,” until my voice gave out and I managed to sleep off from the tears.Once it was morning, two guards I didn’t know pushed the door open and the light from the hallway stabbed my eyes. They didn’t even bother speaking to me, instead they just grabbed my arms and pulled me up. “Where are you taking me?” I asked, voice small and hoarse.None of them answered but they both dragged me up the stairs, my bare feet scraping the stone. The air got warmer the higher we went, and the smell changed from damp rot to lemon polish and money.They shoved me into a small side room I’d never seen before. I saw a plain black dress sitting on a chair, it was almost the same style as the auction n
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Chapter: Chapter 86ELEANORThe slam of the door still rang in my ears, loud and final, like Armando had shut away any hope I had left. I sat on the cold concrete floor, the chill seeping through my thin clothes and into my skin, making me shiver right away. The room was small and bare, with just one bulb hanging from the ceiling, its dim light throwing harsh shadows on the plain walls. Somewhere nearby, a pipe dripped water slowly, each drop adding to the heavy feeling in the air, like the place was alive with my own dread.My body hurt from how he had handled me. Bruises were already forming on my arm where his fingers had dug in, and my back throbbed from the several times I hit the floor while he dragged me here.I jumped to my feet and rushed to the door, banging on it with both my wrinkled fists. “Let me out! Please, Armando, let me out!” I yelled, my voice breaking as my hands with the pain from hitting the door.“Someone, help!” I cried, but no one came. The only answer was silence, a thick, moc
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Chapter: Chapter 85ARMANDOI knelt there beside Matteo, my knees pressing into the cold floor of the study. The faint smell of garlic hung in the air, mixing with the scent of death that I knew too well.My hands shook as I reached out again, pressing my fingers to his neck. No pulse. I refused to believe it at first. Matteo couldn’t be gone, not like this. My mind flashed back to how it all started with him. He joined my crew young, barely out of his teens, eager to prove himself. He became like the brother I never had. He was family in a world that took everything away.That pasta was meant for me. I asked Eleanor to make it. She prepared it. She had to be the one who poisoned it. My fists clenched, knuckles turning white as rage continued building inside me.I could feel my body now moving on its own, driven by the sharp sting of betrayal. I stormed out of the study, my footsteps echoing through the empty halls. The house felt darker at night, dim lights casting long shadows on the walls. Some of
Last Updated: 2025-12-04
Chapter: Chapter 84ARMANDO The room was quiet, save for the low hum of the TV. My study was always like this—dim lighting, the faint smell of leather, and silence that made it easier to think. I leaned back in my chair, my eyes fixed on the screen. The news anchor’s voice droned on about the recent police crackdowns. Another raid. Another group of men in cuffs.It wasn’t surprising. The authorities had been tightening their grip for months, thinking they could dismantle everything piece by piece. It wouldn’t work. I had been in this game too long to let it. Still, I watched, paying close attention to the details. You never knew when a name, a face, or a location might give you something to act on.My fingers tapped lightly on the armrest. A bad habit, but one I didn’t bother correcting. It helped me focus. The footage shifted to a warehouse raid—men dragged out with their hands behind their backs, flashing lights bouncing off the walls. Sloppy. Someone had slipped up, and now they were paying for it.T
Last Updated: 2025-01-29
Chapter: Chapter 83ELEANOR My phone buzzed on the nightstand, jolting me from my thoughts. The screen lit up, and my stomach dropped when I saw the private number. My fingers hesitated for a moment before I grabbed the phone. I already knew what to expect, and that only made my heart pound harder.It was a text. “It’s time. Now or never. Face the consequences if you choose the latter.”I stared at the message, the words blurring as the weight of them hit me. I had been preparing for this moment but now that it was here, I felt paralyzed, my mind racing but coming up empty.I had already decided. I had to do this. There was no way out. Months of torment from Armando had driven me to this point, and Don Salvatore’s threats left no room for hesitation. My sister’s life depended on me going through with this.But there was one massive problem.I didn’t have the poison. I had no idea how to get it, where to find it, or even how to use it if I did. I had spent weeks stuck in limbo, hoping for some kind of so
Last Updated: 2025-01-27
The CEO's Untamed Contract Bride
Vivienne Hartley had already lost her marriage, her trust, and her illusion of stability. All she had left was her career, the one place she could stand on her own feet. But fate wasn’t finished testing her. When Langford Global swallows her agency whole, she finds herself standing in front of Damon Langford, the one man she never hoped to see again.
Ruthless, Cold, and Devastatingly powerful, Damon doesn’t forgive, and he certainly doesn’t forget. Years ago, he cut her down with nothing more than a smirk and a few cruel words that had almost ended her career.
But Damon has a secret. His father’s will left him with everything except the one condition he cannot ignore. Unless he marries, he will never be able to access his inheritance. For a man who doesn’t believe in love, marriage was never supposed to matter, not until Vivienne came along.
Her defiance stirs something inside him that he can’t control. To Damon, Vivienne isn’t just an employee, she’s the perfect solution. The key to his inheritance.
Vivienne swore she’d never bow to him, that never let a man like Damon Langford hold her heart or her freedom. But Damon is a man who doesn’t believe in limits, and the closer she fights him, the deeper she falls into his game.
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Chapter: Spa DayVivienne POV~•~I closed the door to my room and leaned back against it, my heart still racing.Damon’s lips had felt warm and sure, soft but with that quiet insistence that made my stomach flip.Morning light slipped through the curtains so I got up before Liam stirred, splashed water on my face, and pulled on jeans and a simple sweater. When he woke, he yawned big and asked for breakfast right away.“Pancakes again?” I asked, helping him into his shirt.“With chocolate chips,” he said, grinning.We headed downstairs. The smell of coffee and fresh pastries hit me as soon as we stepped into the kitchen. Elena was already there, arranging a tray with sliced fruit and croissants. Her smile was bright, but her eyes looked tired, like she hadn’t slept much either.“Good morning,” she said, setting a plate down. “I thought we could all eat together.”Damon walked in a minute later, his hair still damp from a shower. He looked at me first, gave a small smile, and brushed his hand against m
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Chapter: Table For ThreeDamon’s POV~•~I helped Vivienne gather the towels and her cover-up. That small touch sent another jolt through me, sharp and hungry.That kiss had cracked open a door I’d kept locked tight, and now I couldn’t pretend it wasn’t there. But Elena’s face at the upstairs window earlier still stuck in my head.I excused myself and headed to the study. I sat at the same spot from last night, and stared at the files scattered across the wood. I could still feel the softness of Vivienne’s lips and the way her hands gripped my shoulders, pulling me in like she needed it as much as I did. I poured a glass of water from the pitcher on the side table. The coolness did nothing for the heat still moving under my skin. As I opened my laptop, I pulled up the latest emails on the inheritance case, trying to focus. My eyes scanned the screen, but my mind kept drifting back to the two women who had somehow ended up filling every corner of my thoughts.The door opened without a knock only for Elena t
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Chapter: Truth Or DareVivienne POV~•~I woke up early. For a second I just laid there, letting the warmth settle over me. My skin still remembered Damon’s hand on my cheek last night, the way his thumb had traced my jaw, the way his eyes had locked on mine like he was about to say something we both needed to hear. My stomach flipped thinking about it.Then I remembered the knock and a sharp twist of jealousy hit me.I slipped out of bed carefully so I wouldn’t wake Liam, and then I padded my way to the bathroom. The mirror showed me messy hair and tired eyes. I splashed cold water on my face until my skin tingled, then brushed my teeth and pulled my hair into a loose bun before choosing a soft white blouse and fitted jean. When I woke Liam, he rubbed his eyes and grinned.“Morning, Mommy.”“Morning, champ.” I kissed his forehead. “Ready for pancakes?”His eyes lit up. “With syrup?”“Lots of syrup.”We walked downstairs hand in hand. Liam chattered the whole way about how he wanted extra chocolate chips.
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Chapter: Damon’s True FeelingsDamon’s POV~•~The door clicked shut behind Vivienne, and the sound hit me harder than it should have. I stood there staring at the empty space where she had been, my hand still warm from where hers had rested moments ago. The air felt heavier now, thick with the whiskey on my breath and the faint citrus of her shampoo that lingered like she had never really left. The soft jazz kept playing from the speakers, but it sounded wrong, too gentle for the knot twisting in my chest.Elena set the coffee tray on the corner of the desk with that careful slowness of hers, like nothing had happened. She didn’t look rattled. She never did. She poured herself a cup, added two spoons of sugar, and stirred slowly, the spoon clinking against the porcelain.“Everything all right?” she asked, her voice calm, almost too calm.I nodded once, picked up my glass again, and took a slow sip. The burn helped ground me. “Yeah. Just… late.”She leaned against the edge of the desk, robe tied loose enough that
Last Updated: 2026-01-16
Chapter: Not Without A FightVivienne POV~•~I climbed the stairs slowly, each step heavier than the last, my hand sliding along the smooth railing like it was the only thing keeping me upright. Elena’s words kept playing in my head, over and over.By the time I reached the top, my breathing was uneven. I paused there, fingers wrapped tight around the wood until my knuckles ached. The hallway was dead quiet except for the faint tick of a clock drifting up from somewhere downstairs. The air still carried a trace of her perfume and it made my stomach turn.I pushed the bedroom door open quietly and slipped inside. Liam was still curled on his side and I stood there a long minute just watching him, letting the sight of his face settle something inside me. I moved to the window and eased the curtain back just enough to look out at the lawn. My mind wouldn’t stop replaying her voice. The way she smiled when she said Damon was her “dream guy.” The way she talked about their history like it was some unbreakable bond I
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Chapter: Elena’s True IntentionsVivienne POV~•~I stood there in the doorway to the living room, water bottle still cold in my hand, and I could not look away from Elena. Her robe was so thin it might as well have been nothing. The fabric clung to her body, short enough that it stopped halfway down her thighs, and the neckline dipped low, showing way more than anyone needed to see first thing in the morning. I could even make out the faint outline of her nipples through the material. It felt deliberate, like she had chosen it on purpose, knowing someone might walk in. My stomach twisted with fresh anger. I was sweaty and gross from my run, hair stuck to my neck.She shifted, tugging the robe a little tighter across her chest, but it did not help much. Then she smiled, easy and bright, like nothing was wrong.“I thought those footsteps were Damon’s.” She said lightly, “Sorry if I’m a little underdressed.”I kept my face calm, even though irritation burned inside me. “I haven’t seen my HUSBAND yet,” I answered, dr
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