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Claimed By The Mafia Boss
Last Updated : 2025-07-02
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Isabella Garcia has no time for love—not when her world revolves around caring for her sick son, Ethan and staying away from her ex husband and his petty choices. One impulsive night out, she meets a man who sweeps her off her feet. Enzo Moretti is dangerous, powerful and persuasive. As the notorious mafia leader in New York, his life is a network of secrets and shadows. But when he meets Isabella, she becomes his only weakness—a woman who knows nothing of his empire of dark deeds. But secrets can only stay uncovered for a while and when the life she's been drawn into threatens the safety of her son, she’s willing to run and risk it all. But Will Enzo let her?
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Claimed By The Mafia Boss Sip Your Tea
ISABELLA GARCIA “You didn’t wake me up this morning,” Ethan said, his voice soft but firm, as I prepared his favorite tea in the kitchen. He sat cross-legged on the living room floor, his colorful train blocks carefully arranged in the exact pattern he loved. Enzo had bought him that train set two months ago when Terry, Ethan’s dad, canceled yet another visit to see his son. The disappointment still lingered in Ethan’s eyes even as he played with it now. “Mommy overslept, sweetheart,” I explained gently to Ethan. He pushed his toy train two blocks forward, the wheels squeaking slightly, before pausing to look up at me. “There was no one to make my tea just the way I like it,” Ethan said, a hint of childlike frustration in his tone. “Why didn’t you eat breakfast with me today?” he added, his small voice curious. “Because Enzo and I needed to talk to Grandma about some important things,” I replied as I walked past him, carrying his mug. I paused to plant a quick kis
Last Updated : 2025-07-02Claimed By The Mafia Boss Red On Red
ENZO MORETTI Emiliana’s expression softened, her voice dropping to a quieter, almost intimate tone. “Tonight, I’d like us to go out for drinks, just you and me,” she said, her eyes catching mine in a way that felt unexpectedly warm and inviting. Her confident demeanor, paired with that softer gaze, gave me a strange itch at the back of my mind. Emiliana was a strong, self-assured woman, and she was Isabelle’s mother. It felt wrong to interpret her invitation as flirtatious, but the vibe was hard to ignore. I shifted uncomfortably, bringing my hands together in front of me, fingers curling into loose fists. “I’ll mention it to Isabelle and see if she wants to join us,” I said to Emiliana, keeping my tone polite but firm, trying to steer the moment back to neutral ground. Emiliana’s tone turned sharp, almost scolding. “Isabelle hates what we do. She wouldn’t want to be there for our drinks,” she pointed out, her voice carrying a hint of frustration as she stood by her door.
Last Updated : 2025-06-07Claimed By The Mafia Boss Walk Me
ENZO MORETTI The maids were bustling around the table where we sat, collecting our plates with quiet efficiency. They stacked the dishes carefully, their movements quick but gentle, before slipping away to the kitchen to tidy up. Isabelle turned to me with a soft look in her eyes. Her fingers brushed against my cheek, warm and comforting, as she gently touched my head. “Are you going to be okay?” she asked in a tender voice, her concern for me clear after our breakfast together. Emiliana had earlier requested some private time for just the two of us to talk. Isa was simply checking to make sure I was comfortable with this plan before she left us alone. I flashed an easy, reassuring smile at her. “Of course, I’m fine,” I said to Isa, my voice light to ease her worry. I wanted her to know I was okay with everything. Isa stood up from her chair, glancing at the table where only me and her mother remained. Isa announced in a clear voice that she’d catch up with us later, givin
Last Updated : 2025-06-07Claimed By The Mafia Boss Breakfast With A Side Of Love 2
ISABELLA GARCIA We sat at the outdoor table, the morning sun warm on our skin. “You made an outside breakfast on our first day here, Mom,” I said, slicing into her perfectly cooked salmon. “I don’t know how you can argue you’re not the worst.” If she was anything better than the worst, she would know that I wouldn’t recommend eating out here because of Ethan. Mom and I were locked in our usual back-and-forth about our relationship. Enzo stayed quiet, his eyes fixed on his plate. I could tell he was trying to stay out of it, not wanting to get caught in the middle of our family bickering. “Now that was on purpose,” Mom said, gesturing with her hands for emphasis. “I set it up this way so the adults can talk freely without Ethan overhearing our conversation.” Her voice was firm like she’d planned every detail to justify her decision. I rolled my eyes at Mum’s excuse, feeling the irritation bubble up. “Can’t the adults just talk after breakfast? Ethan’s already a lonely kid.
Last Updated : 2025-06-06Claimed By The Mafia Boss Breakfast With A Side Of Love 1
ISABELLA GARCIA I woke up to the sticky, nagging heat of Florida, instantly reminded I was at my mom’s house. The warmth clung to my skin, making the morning feel heavy already. I stretched slowly, my body adjusting to the familiar surroundings of my childhood home. Opening my eyes, I noticed Enzo standing quietly by the window, staring outside with a calm, almost distant look. He wasn’t doing anything, just lost in thought, framed by the morning light pouring in. His silhouette felt both familiar and comforting against the bright backdrop. I rubbed my tired eyes, still battling the dull headache that lingered from yesterday. It throbbed faintly, a reminder of the long day before. Memories of the flight flooded back, sending a shiver through me. Goosebumps prickled across my arms as I recalled the turbulence that had rattled my nerves. The scare still felt so fresh. “Baby?” I called out to Enzo, my voice soft and a little hoarse from sleep. I shifted, trying to shake off
Last Updated : 2025-06-06Claimed By The Mafia Boss First Meet
ENZO MORETTI Isa was terrified, her fear practically radiating off her. One look at her face, and my heart pounded, my mind racing to find some way to comfort her and ease her panic. I wanted to help her feel safe again, no matter what it took. “Give me just a minute,” I said to Isa, trying to sound calm. I stood up from the table, leaving her there, even though the plane was shaking uncontrollably. My legs wobbled beneath me, unsteady, and our glasses tipped over, spilling their contents onto the floor right by my feet, adding to the chaos. Isa and Ethan let out piercing screams as the plane lurched, and the cabin lights flickered wildly. “Sir, please return to your seat! We’re landing soon!” the flight attendant shouted, her voice barely cutting through the commotion from where she was strapped in. Brittany, still buckled in her seat, twisted around to face me. “Get back here!” she yelled, her voice sharp with frustration. “Baby, please come back,” Isa pleaded, her vo
Last Updated : 2025-06-05
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