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Burn For Me : Bound By The Mafia King

Burn For Me : Bound By The Mafia King

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Oleh:  Erika Lana BellBaru saja diperbarui
Bahasa: English
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Sinopsis

Dark Romance

Steamy

Dominant

Ruthless

Mafia

Hate to Love

I was told to prove my loyalty. Instead, they left me to burn. My name’s Calistra Ford—Cali, to the idiots who think they know me. I was born to the mafia—wrapped in elegance, forged in blood under a kingpin who calls himself my father. He gave me one shot to earn my place: infiltrate enemy territory, steal something priceless, and survive. I did it. Bruised, bleeding, victorious. And just as I ran for freedom, my brothers—my own family—locked the car doors and drove off without me. They handed me the gun, but turns out I was the target all along. Now, I’m a prisoner to our enemy. And Hale “Hellbringer” Holt is the one holding the chains. He’s cold. Lethal. Unreadable. Everything I should hate. He should’ve killed me. But instead… he married me. Bound by a contract and shackled in silk. Tied to his empire by blood and silence. I was raised to bleed for my people—now, my loyalty is dead. They offered me up as bait. All except my sister, Belle—still trapped in their den of evil. And if I have to set the world on fire to save her, I will. Starting with the family that betrayed me. And I’m dragging Hellbringer into the flames with me.

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69 Bab
1. Hellbringer's Brand
The air stinks of blood and gunpowder—sharp, metallic, suffocating. My left shoulder’s soaked in it, hot and sticky, where it seeps through my shirt. Some of it’s mine. The rest… I don’t have time to care. My head’s still ringing from when one of those Holt bastards slammed it into a metal shelf, and my arm is on fire. The bullet skimmed me good. But I’m still standing.Still breathing.Still moving.The box digs into my ribs with every step, each breath punching against the bruises blooming beneath my skin. The safe’s tucked under my other arm, heavier than it should be for its small size, slick with something warm and suspiciously chunky that I refuse to look at.We hit the stairwell hard—boots pounding down rusted metal steps like a military drum. Each one shudders up through my bones. Behind us, doors slam open. Voices roar. Footsteps hammer closer.“Down the alley,” Ryker barks, shoving the door with his shoulder, gun leveled. “Go!”We burst into the night like hellhounds on the r
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2. Roses Don’t Grow Here
The SUV slices through the night like a blade through velvet—silent, sleek, merciless.Inside, it’s quieter than death.I sit in the back, spine stiff, fists clenched in my lap to choke down the tremble trying to claw free. Hellbringer won’t see it. I won’t give him the satisfaction. My shoulder’s a blaze where he twisted it. My ribs grind with every breath. But it’s the burn in my chest that hurts the most.Betrayal.Ryker’s voice still ricochets in my skull. You’re a weight we can’t carry.Now I’m here. Not rescued. Not killed.Just taken.Hale Holt sits in the front seat, motionless. No words. No glances. Just moonlight carving hard lines across his profile, one hand on the wheel, the other resting near a holstered gun like it’s an extension of him.I wonder what would happen if I lunged for it. How many seconds would I last?Would he kill me before the barrel cleared the holster? Or would he wait—just to watch me fail?The city fades behind us, swallowed by darkness. The streets gr
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3. A Union In Blood
The walls don’t echo like your typical empty space. But the silence suffocates, pressing in tight like a second skin stretched over raw nerves. It fills every inch of this windowless box until the air tastes sterile and still, like a hospital after the last heartbeat stops.I’ve memorized the room. Every inch of it. Counted the cracks in the tiles beneath my boots, the scratches on the metal edge of the bedframe, and the slow, uneven drip of the sink that refuses to fully shut off. I’ve cataloged every breath I’ve taken since he left—every shallow inhale, every slow exhale I use to keep from screaming.Sleep doesn’t come again. Not in this place. Not with adrenaline still humming through my veins like electricity wired wrong. Not with betrayal curled up inside my chest like barbed wire.And rage. Always rage.I’m not used to being caged. Not like this. Not by someone whose voice makes my skin crawl and my blood simmer. Someone who makes my spine itch to snap just to spite him.But I wo
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4. The Devil's Contract
The woman finishes her work without fuss, returning each brush and compact to its sleek little case like she’s tidying away scalpels after surgery. Her movements are automatic, detached, yet so well-rehearsed they hum with disinterest. She smooths the silk across my shoulders with a final tug that feels like sealing a coffin.Her eyes meet mine in the mirror only once, a fleeting glance void of empathy, and then she turns and disappears through the door without another word.I’m left alone with my reflection. Or maybe just what’s left of it.The girl staring back at me isn’t mine anymore.She’s a lie stitched together with war paint and silk. A silhouette of control. Immaculate. Composed. No one will notice her pain.And tonight, she’s expected to smile with a loaded barrel pressed to the back of her pride.The handle turns behind me. I don’t flinch, but every muscle locks up. I know it’s him before he even steps inside.Hale moves like a nightmare slipping through daylight—silent, sur
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5. Ink And Ashes
Everything passes like a blur.It’s what happens when survival mode kicks in.I answer every question tossed my way with vague nods, tight smiles, clipped words that barely scrape the surface of polite conversation. I let Hale lead me through like a well-trained pet, smiling when I have to, laughing when I’m expected.All while my brain fractures behind my eyes, every beat of my heart a warning.I don’t think about Belle.Because if I do, the panic claws its way up my throat until it feels like I’m choking on it.I don’t think about my brothers or my father either, because when I do, emotions flicker—hurt, rage, betrayal—all fusing into something sharp enough to cut me from the inside out.I focus on breathing.On staying upright.On doing whatever the hell it takes to survive this nightmare night without unraveling.Before I know it, it’s over.The guests start to file out, each handshake and feigned smile leaving a little more of my soul scraped raw. The grand hall empties, the heav
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6. The Devil's Wife Wears Lace
The explosion rips through the silence like a gunshot.I jolt awake—no time to think, no time to breathe. My body moves before my mind catches up, launching out of the bed in a blur of instinct and adrenaline. The sheets tangle at my feet as I tear free of them, landing hard on the floor with my heart thundering in my throat.There’s someone in the room.A man.Standing at the edge of my bed, holding a knife.My blood turns to ice.And then it boils.I hurl myself at him with a feral cry, my shoulder colliding with his chest. He staggers back, surprised—but I’m already moving again. First, an elbow to his jaw with a crunch, then a brutal knee into his stomach. He doubles over with a grunt, dropping the weapon.A glint of metal hits the floor.“Ma’am, if you please—” he wheezes, then falls into a coughing fit.I ignored him, my focus zeroed in on the weapon—a butter knife, of all things.I don’t care.He’s in my space and trying to attack me.And he’s about to regret it.He tries to sp
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7. Buried In Black
I dress like I’m heading to a funeral.Not his. Mine.Black slacks—tailored, high-waisted, tight at the hips. A lacy black top that clings to my skin in all the places Hale’s eyes linger too long. Sheer sleeves. A neckline I left unbuttoned out of spite. My heels are tall enough to snap a man’s confidence. Good. Let them echo. Let them draw blood.I leave my hair down—long, dark waves tumbling past my shoulders, heavy and loose and untamed. I don’t touch makeup. Don’t conceal the faint purpling under my eyes or the rage carved into the set of my mouth.He doesn’t deserve a mask. He doesn’t deserve anything.By the time noon rolls around, I’ve already paced half a trench into the floor. No one’s come to collect me. No tray. No threats. Just silence and the slow, boiling simmer of my own thoughts.Then—Knock. Twist. Open.She enters like a storm.The maid. The sharp-tongued one from earlier, with zero patience for my bullshit.“Well, thank God,” she mutters, eyeing me. “You’re dressed
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8. Off With His Head
I stab the last forkful of steak like it insulted my mother. Chew. Swallow. Done.Across from me, Hale lounges like a king in a bloodstained throne, perfectly content with the way he just shoved food down my throat like I’m some underfed stray. My glare burns holes into his skull, but as usual, the bastard’s unfazed. If hatred were a weapon, he’d already be six feet under.He picks up his phone, taps once, then murmurs, “We’re ready for dessert.”My scowl deepens. “I ate,” I snap. “Like you asked. Is there another hoop you need me to jump through, or are we done playing house?”Hale sets the phone down and finally looks at me.That unreadable expression of his slides into place like armor. But it’s the kind of look that makes my skin itch—the kind that hides barbed wire under silk.“Dessert’s coming,” he says casually.He leans back, arms resting on the chair like he’s holding court, his gaze dragging over me slow enough to be deliberate. Calculating. Like he’s measuring what it’ll tak
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9. Insanity Training
I strip out of my blouse with trembling fingers and toss it across the back of the chair like it personally betrayed me.It’s been hours since I sliced Hale’s face and got slammed to the floor like a rag doll in a horror movie. Since I felt his mouth on me—his tongue, his teeth—since my body betrayed me in the most disgusting, humiliating, sinfully hot way.And I still can’t stop shaking.Not from fear.From fury.From the fact that I liked it. No—my body liked it. I hated it.My brain screams, He’s your captor, you idiot. He’s the one with the leash. The one who bled my family dry. The one whose breath made my skin crawl until it didn’t.And now he has me dressing in the sluttiest “athletic wear” known to mankind like it’s some sick joke.I glance at the mirror and scowl.The black sports bra is criminal. It’s cut low enough to make my cleavage look like a damn mountain range, and tight enough to lift what doesn’t even need lifting. The leggings are second-skin tight and slick like o
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10. Deep-Rooted Pain
I’m not sure which hurts more—my body or my pride.Everything feels like it’s been ground down to dust. My calves throb with every step, my thighs are locked so tight it’s like I’ve been walking through cement, and my arms are so sore I can’t even lift them above my shoulders. My spine keeps giving this quiet crack every time I shift, like a warning shot that the next move might be my last.And the worst part?I got a break. A whole thirty minutes. Thirty miserable, fleeting minutes after being put through the worst workout of my life.I’d barely made it back to my room before I collapsed. I didn’t even change out of the skin-tight excuse for a sports bra or the black leggings Hale made me wear. I kicked off one shoe. The other stayed on. I didn’t have the energy to care. I fell face-first into the mattress, limbs heavy and dead, sweat drying in patches across my back.I might have slept. I honestly don’t know.Time stopped existing.Then the door burst open like the beginning of a wa
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