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.
Basahin
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
Huling Na-update: 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
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-02
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
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-02
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
Huling Na-update: 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
Huling Na-update: 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
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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.
Basahin
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
Huling Na-update: 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
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-16
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
Huling Na-update: 2026-01-01
Chapter: ConfrontationVivienne POV ~•~I could not sleep. The house was quiet, but my mind kept turning over everything I had seen from the window earlier. Their laughter still echoed in my head, light and easy, like they had no worries at all. I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Liam, and walked to the glass again. The porch light was still on downstairs, faint voices floating up through the night air. I pressed close, the cool pane against my forehead, and watched them one more time before they came inside.Damon looked tired, his shoulders lower than usual, but there was a small smile on his face as Elena talked. She swayed a little, her robe open just enough to show skin, and her laugh came out loose, almost carefree. Their cheeks were flushed, and even from up here I caught the faint hint that they had been drinking. A work meeting, he had said. Just work. But this did not look like work.My stomach twisted hard. I stepped back as they finally moved toward the door, the light clicking off behi
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Chapter: Making OutDamon POV~•~I stood there in Elena’s office, the lamp throwing soft light over the scattered papers on her desk. Our shoulders still brushed as we leaned in close, looking at the documents. I tried to ignore it and pointed at one of the bank records instead.“Look at this transfer,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “It lines up perfect with the day that lawyer switched sides. This could nail Damien.”Her hand moved over mine as she turned the page, and she let it stay there longer than needed. The touch was on purpose. She straightened up slow, her eyes meeting mine, holding them like she wouldn’t let go.“Damon,” she started, her voice low and even. “I need to say something. All this work I’ve put in, digging through every file, staying up nights on your father’s estate… it’s not just because it’s my job. It’s because of you. I’ve loved you for years.”Her words hit me hard. I froze for a second, my mind spinning. This wasn’t what I expected. Not now, not with everything going on.
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Chapter: Work DateDamon POV~•~I sat in the study the morning after we arrived, sunlight pushing through the heavy curtains and hitting the monitors on the oak desk. Feeds from the motel flickered in front of me. I turned up the volume on the intercepted call.Celeste’s voice came first, sharp and bitter. “Damien, I’m telling you, the kid almost didn’t make it last time. That should have been enough to break him.”My brother’s reply crackled through, cold as ever. “It wasn’t. I need more, Celeste. Something the judges can’t ignore. Fake letters, paid witnesses, whatever it takes.”“You think I’m doing this for fun?” she snapped. “I want my cut. You promised me a piece of the company once you’re in charge.”“You’ll get it,” Damien said smooth. “Ten percent, like we agreed. But only if you deliver. Get me proof he’s unfit, anything on the woman, the boy, his deals. Make it stick.”“I’m trying,” she hissed. “His guards are everywhere now. He’s hiding at Elena’s place, I think.”Damien laughed low. “Elen
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