LOGINNyssa finds herself knee-deep in debts she had no idea about. Her misfortunes climaxes when she is sold to a stranger. Roman, the ruthless and enigmatic mafia boss, bound her to a contract she couldn't escape. Though he was known for being cold and indifferent, he kept her by his side, making her his possession in both name and body. Many told Nyssa that her entire worth would be to warm the Mafia Don’s bed only to be tossed, but each day everyone sees that the ‘naive and simple’ Nyssa leaving Roman was never an option. When she’ vanished’ without a trace, he hunted her down, his obsession burning hotter than ever. "You belong to me," Roman growled, his icy blue eyes filled with rage. "You are the lover of a Mafia—you don’t get to leave." Now trapped between her thirst for revenge against those who wronged her and a man who refuses to let her go, Nyssa must decide: fight for her freedom or surrender to the dark, possessive love of the most dangerous mafia king she’s ever known.
View MoreNYSSA'S POV:In all my days of knowing Roman Adams, I had never been more pleased to see him. His well defined jawline, his green eyes and his tall, lean but well balanced frame was a sight I had wished to see since Hugh had grabbed me in the taxi I had taken in front of the Giovanni household. I gasped when I saw the wound on his abdomen. “Roman..you're bleeding!”Without even a glance at the wound, he kept his eyes directly on Mr. Walkman, who held me in place with his weapon on the side of my head. “I guess my snipers got to you.”“Let her go!” Roman replied at the top of his voice, his hands steady. Blood was pouring from his shirt, and I found my heart slamming repeatedly and my hands trembling on his behalf as I wondered how long he was going to last before the bleeding rendered him unconscious. “This war is over, Mr. Walkman. In a few minutes, my men will take the front and back gate and kill every remaining member of the Walkman clan in this premises. You can either surre
ROMAN'S POV:With every shot I fired into the main house of the Walkman clan, I prayed that Nyssa Dimitri wasn't caught in the crossfire. Just like we had expected, the Walkman clan had one of the best defensive structures amongst the other mafia families. Adrian and the sixty men had managed to penetrate within a mile of the gate, but with heavy shots pinging off the men and reducing their numbers as time slipped by. “I don't know if we can make it, boss. I've…I've never seen a very organized defence like this in years. They're so so good.” Paul crouching next to me, held his rifle in a manner that suggested that he was already tired of doing so. He popped two shots in the direction of some Walkman men who were crouched next to the main building. “It's the explosives they're using. They have constructed mines in places we don't know and if you don't move carefully, you'll find yourself blown into bits.”Paul shook his head as he glanced at the moon and then back at the watch on
NYSSA'S POV:“Today, Nyssa, you're going to share my bed.”I stared from Hugh to his father,my clenched fists trembling with a hatred that was indescribable. I glanced at Hugh, and for a moment, I wondered if he had ever loved me. It was too late to find out now. “You know,” Mr. Walkman grinned as he offered me a flute filled with champagne, “I've never known suffering. From when I was a child, anything I wanted, I got. That was why when I saw you with my son, I wondered why I couldn't have you. I'm spoiled, I have to admit. But I'm a good type of spoiled because being my mistress comes with a lot of benefits, Nyssa…”My hands burning with rage, I flung the contents of the flute into his face. Mr. Walkman stopped talking for a moment, his face splattered with champagne. Smiling, he turned to Hugh.“Take her to my room while I clean up. You're going to regret what you just did.”The cheerful scent of citrus in Mr. Walkman's massive bedroom did nothing to hide the stench of doom tha
ROMAN'S POV:The moon was up in the sky when the first sixty men got into the five vans that was supposed to transport them to the Walkman estate. Adrian, who was their leader, barked orders to them as he got ready to enter one of the vans. I walked up to him, watching emotionally as men who didn't even know me personally were probably going to their deaths for a cause that wasn't theirs. “Roman.” Adrain called as the first couple of vans began to move. He was in the passenger seat of one of the vans, and in the driver's seat was his most trusted right hand man, Leonardo. “As soon as I breach the gates, I'll send the signal. You and the remaining men can start driving to the back gate now. That way, it'll make it easier for us to attack.”I nodded, grabbing his hand in solidarity. “Thank you for this, Adrain. Thank you.”He nodded and grinned at me as the van began to pick up speed. I stood from where I was, watching the five vans leave the Giovanni estate. The signal once the b
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