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Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
TESSA The soft morning light spilled in through the window, casting a warm golden glow on the side of Leonardo's face. His eyelids were shut, his breathing evened out but even in his sleep, his arms wrapped protectively around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest. I couldn't help myself from tracing the slightly overgrown stubble on his chin, letting my fingers wander across his face. He looked effortlessly flawless and breathtaking, like perfection in human form. My hands moved lower to his bare chest, trailing the center of his chest till they came to rest above his heart once again. I slowly shut my eyes, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart on my palms. My chest squeezed painfully as the vulnerability I saw in his eyes last night resurfaced in my memory. I could never imagine what he had to go through as a child no matter how hard I tried. Being born into this type of life that already took the fun out of his childhood before he could even experience it was
Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
LEONARDO No amount of words could describe how she made me feel. Before her, I merely existed. I was brought up to find solace in the darkness and danger all around. It was all I ever knew. The bloodshed and betrayals were always a part of my life and I never knew life could be worth living till she came along. Somehow, she'd managed to breathe life into parts of me I thought had died a long time ago. She made me want things I'd never allowed myself to want. Things that make ‘made men’ seem weak. With Tessa, there was no weakness. She made me want to be a better man. One more deserving of her. I never knew how it felt to be this madly consumed by someone until her. She captured my heart the very second I saw her ID that night and I never wanted her to give it back. There were no words sufficient enough to explain it, so instead, I let her feel it for herself. I guided her hand to rest right above my heart, letting her feel how hard my heart beats for her. Her fingers trembled
Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
TESSA The knife slipped from my fingers for the fifth time, clattering against the chopping board. I glanced towards the closed study door for what felt like the hundredth time since dad and Leonardo disappeared behind it. I picked up the knife again, trying to concentrate on slicing up the vegetables but they ended up falling once more. “Honey, you're going to lose a finger at this rate,” mum said, gently taking the knife from me and handing it to Ella to carry on with the task. I let out a shaky breath. My nerves were getting the best of me and I couldn't hold still anymore. It's been close to an hour since they've both been in there having a ‘talk’ after they all saw me hugging him outside. This wasn't how I wanted to introduce him to my family but certain things were out of my control and now I was literally about to pull my hair out, trying to imagine what they would both be talking about for this long. I should knock, right? Perhaps cause some sort of distraction,
Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
LEONARDO The moment I ended the call, I turned to face Matteo. His expression hardened, though a flicker of concern remained in his eyes.“Prepare the jet immediately,” I ordered, already making my way towards the exit.He nodded in understanding, pulling out his phone. “What do we do about him?” Matteo asked, referring to Enzo.I glanced at the pathetic bastard still muffling beneath the hood.In a blink of an eye, I raised my gun and fired two bullets straight to his head, watching his body slump before blood pooled around him.“Dispose of the motherfucker,” I said, not sparing another goddamn second before leaving the warehouse.Matteo muttered quick instructions to my men before following me out, walking ahead to hold the car door open for me.I got in and he rounded the car, getting in at the other side before the driver pulled into the road, fueling the accelerator as fast as he could. “Boss, this just came in for you,” Matteo said in a tight voice, handing me the tabletI too
Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
LEONARDO These past twelve days have been the most painfully slow and insufferable days of my life. I couldn't believe how empty and easily fucking agitated I felt as a result of her absence and now this lying bastard kneeling in front of me was getting on my last fucking nerve.I lit the cigarette in my hand, taking a long drag before puffing out the smoke.“You of all people should know better how this will end. But…” I took a long drag. “I'm feeling a bit generous today,” I said, letting the smoke swirl through my lips as I spoke.Two more fucking days and my woman will be right back in my arms, exactly where she belongs. “So I'm going to let you choose your death.”I managed to rise to my feet, using my walking stick as support while ignoring the dull ache that shot up through my spine.That bastard, Enzo. He fucking thought he could escape us after hoarding our shipments without being accountable but now, here he was, tied up to the floor like a cunt and pleading like a fuckin
Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
TESSAThe music was much louder now than it was inside the car.I hadn't realized when Ella rounded the car till she looped her arm through mine, a wide smile on her face.“This is wild!” She laughed, clearly still amazed. “Look at all of this.”My gaze followed hers.The entire town square had been transformed into a display of colors and bright banners with people dressed in traditional costume and masquerade masks, dancing and moving in a procession.I couldn't help but stare. It was indeed a very beautiful sight.“Can we get closer? I want to see what's happening over there,” she said, pointing to a distance. Mum, dad and Jason came down from the car behind, looking fascinated by the view. Giovanni also alighted since the roads ahead were practically blocked due to the festival.We got closer, mixing with the crowd as they cheered loudly to the performance of some masked dancers in what looked like an elevated stage.“Oh crap. I think I forgot my phone in the car,” Ella said bes
Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
TESSA I hummed softly, stirring as fingers brushed through my hair. My eyes blinked open, adjusting to the light. A dull ache shot through my neck from sleeping in such an awkward position, and I winced as I tried to lift my head. “Watching you sleep just became my favorite thing to do,” a deep,
Last Updated : 2026-03-30Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
TESSA I bit on my lower lip, resting my back against the couch as I rubbed my fingers against my folds, amazed by how wet I was. The feeling was both dangerous and electrifying. Touching myself in front of him and to make it more intense was the way his eyes never left mine as if holding a silent
Last Updated : 2026-03-27Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
TESSA Shame hit me first. Then fear. Fear at how he was my undoing. My body still tingled from his touch, but my mind screamed at me, ‘what have you done?’ I reached for the towel, wrapping it around my body, but he stopped my movements. “A second ago you were screaming my name and you're regr
Last Updated : 2026-03-23Claimed by the Italian Mafia King CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
TESSA I knew I was treading deadly waters but I couldn’t understand the pull I felt. He was the type that was preached to avoid. My mind and my body were a conflicting mess. Funny. Now I know the power the devil has on humans. It’s not destruction. He simply just grants your deepest desires. And
Last Updated : 2026-03-22
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