ログインMafia Prince's Pet Chapter 10 The first shot rang out and everything exploded. Luka shoved me hard behind a metal crate. The bullet hit the wall where my head had been a second ago. I hit the ground and rolled. My gun was still in my hand. I did not think. I just aimed and fired. The shot caught one Russian in the shoulder. He screamed and dropped. Luka was already moving. He fired twice and two more Russians went down. Blood sprayed across the concrete. My father tried to crawl away but Luka kicked him in the ribs and kept him on the floor. The leader of the Russians roared and charged. He fired wild. One bullet grazed Luka’s arm. Blood soaked his sleeve but he did not stop. He tackled the man and they crashed into a stack of barrels. Fists flew. Bones cracked. I crawled forward and grabbed Luka’s sister. She was shaking but she helped me drag her behind cover. I pressed the gun into her hands. “Shoot if anyone comes close,” I said. She nodded. Her eyes were wide but sh
Chapter 9 The warehouse looked like a dead place under the gray morning light. Luka killed the motorcycle engine two blocks away. We ran the rest of the way on foot. My legs burned but I stayed right behind him. The collar bounced against my throat with every step. I could still feel him leaking out of me from the motel. My hole ached in the best way and my cock was already half hard just from the way he looked at me before we left. Luka stopped at the side door. He checked his gun then looked back at me. His eyes were hard but soft at the same time. “Stay behind me pet,” he said low. “If shit goes bad you run. Do not look back.” I shook my head. “I am not leaving you.” He grabbed the collar and pulled me in for a quick hard kiss. “I love you,” he whispered against my mouth. “Remember that.” Then he kicked the door open. We stepped into the dark. The air smelled like oil and blood. My father’s voice echoed from the middle of the big room. “Nice of you to show up Ros
Chapter 8 The video froze on my father’s smile. Luka’s phone screen glowed in the dark motel room. His little sister sat tied to a chair behind my father. Tears ran down her face. She looked so small. Luka’s whole body went still like stone. He stared at the screen for one long second. Then he threw the phone against the wall. It cracked but kept playing the message on loop. “One hour,” my father’s voice said again. “Bring my son or she dies.” Luka turned to me. His eyes were black fire. He grabbed the collar and yanked me off the bed until our faces were inches apart. “I told you,” he growled. “I already know who I pick. It is you. Always you.” I shook my head fast. “Luka no. She is your blood. Your sister. I can go back. I can tell him I escaped you. He will let her go.” His hand tightened on the collar. “Shut the fuck up pet. You are not going anywhere.” He kissed me then. Not soft. Not gentle. He bit my lip hard enough to draw blood and sucked it off my tongue.
Mafia Prince's Pet Chapter 7 Headlights flooded the cabin window and died fast. Luka shoved the gun into my hand. “Hold this and stay behind me.” I gripped it tight my fingers slippery with sweat. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I could hear it. Luka moved like a shadow. He killed the lights in one flick then pressed me flat against the wall beside the door. His body covered mine. Hard and warm. His cock was still half hard from fucking me minutes ago and it pressed against my ass through his pants. Boots crunched outside. Three maybe four men. The door rattled hard. Luka waited. One second. Two. Then he kicked the door open and fired twice. Two bodies dropped in the dirt. The third man got a shot off that whistled past my ear. Luka tackled him and they crashed into the room together. I raised the gun but my hands shook too much. Luka slammed the man’s head against the floor until he stopped moving. Blood pooled dark under the guy’s skull. “More coming,” L
Chapter 6 Luka’s hand squeezed mine so tight my bones ached. We stood frozen on the stairs. My father’s voice crawled up from below like smoke. “Nico come out now boy. I raised you better than to spread your legs for that Rossi trash.” More footsteps. Guns clicking. They were climbing fast. Luka did not panic. He pulled me up two steps and kicked open the door to the service hallway. “Run,” he said. We sprinted down the narrow hall. My legs still felt weak from the way he fucked me against the window but adrenaline made me fly. Luka stayed right behind me one hand on my back the other holding his gun. A door burst open ahead of us. Two of my father’s men stepped out. Luka shot the first one between the eyes before he could even raise his weapon. The second got off one wild shot that cracked the wall beside my head. Luka tackled him and slammed his head against the concrete until he stopped moving. “Keep going,” Luka growled. Blood splattered his fresh shirt again. We
Mafia Prince's Pet Chapter 5 Gunshots cracked loud below the penthouse. I locked the door like Luka said. My hands shook so bad the deadbolt clicked twice before it caught. I backed away until my legs hit the bed. Naked. Still leaking his cum down my thighs. The collar felt heavier now. Every breath made the ring tug against my throat. More shots. Closer. Glass shattered somewhere downstairs. I dropped to the floor and crawled under the bed like a kid. My heart hammered so hard I thought it would crack my ribs. What if he did not come back? I grabbed the knife he left on the nightstand. Small. Sharp. I held it tight against my chest. If they broke in I would use it on myself first. Just like he told me. Minutes felt like hours. The elevator dinged far away. Heavy boots ran down the hall. My stomach twisted. I gripped the knife harder. The door handle rattled. “Nico!” Luka’s voice. Rough. Pissed. Alive. I scrambled out and unlocked it fast. He stepped inside cov







