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A Pet for the Mafia Dons Chapter 232 Bianca Cruz
A suspicion had been growing within her mind ever since the first night when Piccolo had sauntered in, like he owned the place.He was after something, and was reporting to someone else.Bianca had already gotten the information she had asked for from Ria Delano. The toad of a brother of Roxanne’s still lived at his late father’s mansion. With his string of mistresses, all of whom he kept changing at the drop of a hat.And almost every night, after showing up at the Casino, Nico Piccolo would go alone, accompanied only by his chauffeur, to a desolate little cabin hidden in the heart of the woods bordering Thomastown and Hollowford.Ria’s men had not been abo to identify just who lived there, for the cabin had a high voltage electric fence around it. Shielding it from people who approached. And a team of fierce Rottweilers who would bark in a frenzy if any stranger approached.Ria had shrugged apologetically as she informed Bianca,“My men did not want to reveal themselves. But whoeve
A Pet for the Mafia Dons Chapter 231 Bianca in action
When Bianca walked into the Casino, she was instantly aware of the muted hum of activity in the place. She had begun to enjoy turning up before it was crowded with the people who arrived, eyes gleaming, an air of anticipation around them. A greed. A hunger.Now, the huge Casino was deserted. And Bianca loved it.She walked around, musing.In the afternoon, a casino feels like a stage before the curtain rises — hushed, dimly lit, holding its breath.The overhead lights are low, not yet dazzling. A soft amber glow spills across the silent slot machines, their screens looping idle animations, spinning cherries and sevens that no one watches. The roulette tables are deserted, the green felt pristine, numbers waiting for fate to spin them into relevance. Blackjack and baccarat tables lie still, chairs tucked in, cards not yet dealt.There’s an almost sacred stillness to the place. The carpet muffles footsteps — a deep, patterned red that has seen countless fortunes lost and won, though
A Pet for the Mafia Dons Chapter 230 The End!
The Don stood still for a moment, his sharp eyes locked on his opponent, the silence between them thick with promise. Then, with deliberate calm, he peeled off his shirt, exposing his raw masculine energy.From her uncomfortable position on the floor, Tatjana stared, transfixed. She wanted to sigh, to swoon over him, at this piece of carved manliness… rippling muscles, flat board abs…The Assassin’s large hand was around her throat, but she was unaware of anything but the Alpha male presence of Lucien Delano.He exuded virility, almost animal-like. The ruggedness, the predatory masculinity in his stance, feet apart, ready and alert, as he stood, stripping down to his expensive trousers, kicking off his shoes, it made her swallow in unabashed desire.All Tatjana wanted to do was swoon at his feet, beg him to make rough love to her…She was still bound, her wrists hurt, and so did her cheek and ear, still ringing from the blow the assassin had delivered. But young Tatjana was oblivious
A Pet for the Mafia Dons Chapter 229 Fight to Death!
Lucien Delano paused for a moment and glanced at the once-shiny number that had been printed on the door.Room 302.The room where he had been instructed to enter by the kidnapper.The distorted voice had called to give details about handing over the ransom the previous day.Lucien Delano could still hear the mockery ringing in the voice, as if the kidnapper was laughing at some private joke . A joke on them.“… if you wish to save the Bear’s young niece.” The speaker had smirked over the phone.He pictured the Bear’s traumatised face.Something seemed to hold him back, but he scowled. He was not going to let a hunch stop him.A small whimpering sound came to him from inside the room, and he stood, frozen for a second.Taking a deep breath, the Mafia Don put out his large hand on the handle, his senses on full alert.Something held him back, not because he was alone. He had taken on many men single-handedly, in the ring, on the streets, surprise attacks, all of them, and he had lived
A Pet for the Mafia Dons Chapter 228 Walking to death...
A few hours earlier, a long time after the clock had chimed two in the morning, there was a movement in the street....At this hour of night, the narrow alley on one side of the hotel was cloaked in shadows. The walls of old stone houses pressed in on either side, their plaster cracked and weather-stained, ivy creeping along the edges. A faint smell of diesel and stale tobacco lingered in the still air.The Don’s men were shadows in flesh—silent, watchful, and lethal when needed. Each one carried the weight of quiet violence, the kind that didn’t need to be advertised. They weren’t flashy or loud. These were men hardened by years in the underworld, loyal not because they were paid, but because they owed the Don something deeper—blood, debt, or salvation.They had willingly accompanied him all the way from Hollowford, for their allegiance was to the brutal but just man with silver hair, the Mafia Don, Lucien Delano.A little ahead, three men stood in the alley, barely moving. James Sc
A Pet for the Mafia Dons Chapter 227 The Trap
Egor looked at Tatjana dispassionately as she lay on her side on the bed, sniffling.She was securely bound, her hands fastened behind her back with zip ties, while her friend lay under the bed, gagged and similarly bound, eyes wide with terror.If Tatjana had ever seemed attractive, it was all gone now; her face red, with a shiny nose and red-rimmed eyes, her mascara streaking down her cheeks, she looked exactly what she was, a terrified young woman.Tatjana tried to shake her head to dislodge the blonde hair that was sticking to her sweat-dampened forehead, all to no avail. The man had secured the ties so tightly, she moaned in pain, having begged him to loosen them piteously. For her efforts, he came up to her, gripped her hair and gave her a backhanded slap. then he gagged her roughly, pushing her down onto the bed, leaving her helpless and sobbing into the smelly gag.What have I done? Thought Tatjana desperately for the hundredth time, her head sinking onto the smelly coverlet,
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