MasukBrynn has been held captive for 21 years, since she was 5 years old. When she finally escapes she restarts her life. Job, friends, dating. Until one night her step sister takes her out abandoning her in a well known mafia club. That’s where she runs into the most dangerous men in the city, Vex Maddock and his right hand man Kade Russo. Rejecting his advances, Vex is intrigued, following her, protecting her. She becomes his obsession. But Brynn’s life is anything but innocent. Her dark secrets come back to haunt her. Vex and Kade must find a way to keep her alive, while also trying not to fall for her.
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To every reader who picks up Cage to Cage — thank you. Writing this story has been a journey into shadows and light, and it means so much that you’ve chosen to step into this world with me. Dark romance can be intense, emotional, and sometimes difficult, but it is also a space where characters grow, fight for survival, and discover the parts of themselves they never thought existed. I hope you find yourself drawn in, challenged, and captivated. Most of all, I hope you enjoy the ride. Your support keeps these stories alive. ⚠️ Trigger Warning & Disclaimer This novel, Cage to Cage, is a work of dark mafia romance. It explores dangerous relationships, criminal underworld dynamics, and the fragile line between desire and destruction. Because of the nature of the story, it contains themes that may be distressing, uncomfortable, or triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care and awareness of your own limits. Trigger Warnings The following content appears throughout the story, either directly or through implication: • Physical and emotional abuse – depictions of controlling, manipulative, and harmful behavior. • Drug use and substance manipulation – including non-consensual drugging. • Explicit sexual content – mature scenes described in detail. • Sexual assault, coercion, and blurred consent – including situations where a character’s ability to consent may be impaired. • Toxic relationships – involving obsession, jealousy, power imbalances, and unhealthy dynamics. • Kidnapping and captivity – characters may be held against their will. • Death, murder, and violence – including gun violence, weapon use, and physical altercations. • Organized crime activity – depictions of mafia families, underground clubs, and illegal dealings. • Psychological trauma and PTSD elements – characters may display or relive traumatic experiences. • Self-harm or suicidal thoughts – referenced or portrayed within the narrative. This novel is intended for mature audiences only (18+). Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you find any of the above subjects harmful or difficult, this may not be the right book for you. Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, businesses, organizations, and events are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or to actual events is purely coincidental. The actions, choices, and perspectives of the characters do not reflect the beliefs, morals, or values of the author. Scenes involving violence, abuse, or criminal behavior are not intended to encourage, endorse, or glamorize such actions. Instead, they are included as part of a fictional narrative that explores the extremes of human behavior within the high-stakes world of organized crime and forbidden romance. Readers should understand that the content is written solely for entertainment purposes. While the characters may struggle with difficult themes, the story does not serve as advice, guidance, or reflection of real-world relationships. Healthy, respectful, and consensual interactions should always be the standard in real life. By continuing to read, you acknowledge that you are doing so voluntarily and are comfortable engaging with dark, mature, and sensitive subject matter. Please prioritize your own well-being and step away if any of the material becomes overwhelming.BRYNN POV Everything is quiet. Not the kind of quiet that feels empty — this one feels… full. Heavy with warmth and light. The pain is gone. So is the fear. I’m standing somewhere that doesn’t quite exist — a place stitched together from fragments of memory. The sea spreads out in front of me, endless and blue, the same color as Santorini. The air smells like salt and tequila and jasmine. And they’re both here. Vex stands to my right, dressed in black, hands in his pockets, watching the horizon like he’s calculating how to own it. His edges are sharp, defined — danger wrapped in quiet strength. Kade is to my left, leaning against a stone wall, cigarette burning low between his fingers. He’s all shadow and restraint, the kind of calm that hides chaos. For a moment, neither speaks. They just exist — together — in peace. I almost laugh. It’s ridiculous, impossible, and somehow… perfect. “Am I dead?” I ask softly. Vex turns, eyes softer than I’ve ever seen them. “Not yet.” K
BRYNN POV The safe house is quiet. Too quiet. It looks like every other one of Vex’s properties — understated from the outside, fortress on the inside. High walls, steel gate, entry cameras. I should feel safe. I don’t. I step out first, the night air cool against my skin. My heels click against the stone path. I don’t even get to the door. The shot cracks through the air — sharp, close, wrong. For a second, I don’t register that it’s me. Then heat blooms in my stomach. I gasp — more out of shock than pain — looking down as red spreads across the front of my dress. It’s fast. Too fast. Everything slows. Vex is shouting my name. Another shot rings out. Someone returns fire. Voices — Kade? One of Vex’s men? Multiple. Boots on gravel. Orders in Greek. Someone yelling “Down! Down!” but my knees are already giving out. The ground tilts. I hit the stone hard. The pain catches up a second later — white-hot, exploding outward from the wound. It’s hard to breathe. I press my han
BRYNN POV The first thing I register is the headache. Not mine — Vex’s. He’s on his back beside me, one arm flung over his eyes like he’s at war with the sun. The day is too bright for the amount of alcohol he let himself have last night. I can still smell tequila and cologne on his skin. A tiny, very un-mob-boss groan escapes him. I smile. “Good morning, lightweight.” “Don’t,” he mutters without moving. “Everything is loud.” I laugh, rolling onto my side to face him. “Everything is normal. You’re just hungover for the first time in your life.” The arm over his eyes shifts. One dark eye cracks open, studying me. There’s a softness there — the kind that only shows up when he’s tired or right after he’s let himself be vulnerable. “It was worth it,” he says, voice rough. “You were happy.” I prop my head on my hand. “I was.” Memories from last night wash over me — the club, the slow dance, the way he didn’t kill the guy who tried to hit on me, the tacos on the hood of the car.
BRYNN POVMorning light spills through the terrace doors, warm and golden, brushing over tangled sheets and bare skin. The soft crash of waves below the cliffs reminds me it’s our last day in Santorini.Vex is already awake beside me, sitting at the edge of the bed, shirtless, staring out over the balcony. His phone rests facedown on the nightstand—rare restraint for him.“You’re awake early,” I murmur, voice still thick with sleep.He glances back, and something in his expression softens. “I’ve got plans.”“Plans?”He stands, stretching lazily. “It’s our last night here. I thought you might want to end it right.”There’s something behind his tone—quiet anticipation, the hint of a smile he’s trying to hide.“Should I be nervous?” I tease.“Maybe.”⸻Hours later, the car winds down the cliff roads toward the city. White walls gleam in the late-afternoon sun, the sea burning gold at the horizon. I watch him in the reflection of the window—one hand on the wheel, the other resting loosely
KADE POVThe line goes dead, but her voice doesn’t leave.It lingers — soft, uncertain — replaying in the back of my mind like an echo I can’t silence.I drag a hand over my face, staring down at the phone still glowing on the desk. For a second, I almost call her back. Just to hear her breathe. Just to remind myself she’s still real.Instead, I shove the phone into the drawer and lock it.Out of sight.Not out of mind.The office at the club hums with low music and muffled voices from below — the sounds of a club running smoothly for once. I should feel satisfied. The shipments are back on schedule, the docks are clean, and no one’s bleeding out in the alley tonight. That should be enough.But it isn’t.Every report I sign, every order I give, my mind drifts back to her — the curve of her voice when she said my name, the faint hesitation that told me she wasn’t alone.Vex.Of course he was there.I grip the edge of the desk until my knuckles ache. The jealousy hits hard, ugly, and im
BRYNN POVHe positions himself above me, his body taut with barely restrained need. His hands frame my face as he looks down at me, something raw and vulnerable flickering in his dark eyes despite the hunger there."Brynn..." my name escapes him like a confession he doesn't want to make.He enters me slowly, deliberately, his jaw clenching with the effort of maintaining control. The sensation makes us both gasp, bodies fitting together like they were meant for this moment."Fuck," he breathes against my neck, his voice strained. "You feel incredible."His movements are measured at first, each thrust deep and purposeful, but the careful control begins to fracture as pleasure builds between us both."Tell me how it feels, Brynn."“You feel amazing in me.” My words ignite something in him. His control snaps completely as he drives deeper, harder, each thrust claiming me entirely."Brynn..." my name tears from his throat with a growl. His pace becomes relentless, desperate, like he's tr
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