Cruel Attraction

Gabriela “ You can kiss harder than that,” he whispered. The scent of smoke and bourbon fills the air, it was addicting yet, suffocating. “ What’s wrong, Santoro? Do you not enjoy being owned?” His voice was laced with distaste. My gaze found him. Rage fuels my heart to push him away. “ No. Not with someone as beast as you,” I smirk and hit his chest, ready to pull away when suddenly, his hand grips my hair, pulling me closer to his body. “ Careful, Santoro. I might ruin you, right here, right now,” he darkly said directly beneath my ears as I felt his fingers painfully stroking the tips of my hair. My heart was beating too fast and I cannot move, not when my whole family was here, at this beast's mercy. The elite party lights, champagnes, and sexy music didn’t justify how disgraceful this place was. A pity party for the Mob families, announcing a dream of happily ever after which doesn’t exist in our dark world. Only the greedy attend this kind of party. Only those who bathe

Gabriela This must be a dream. I turned around and saw him eyeing me with his vicious glare as I stepped back into the large house in front of me. The stairs are too intimidating, to begin with. Being one of the Mob families, I thought our house was beyond extraordinary. It was luxurious because my mother loved shiny things and my father cannot eat his pride when it comes to his possession, but seeing this house right now? It looks like an entire village of elites can fill the place. In fact, it looks like a customary kingdom built only for him. “ Better hurry, Santoro. My meeting will start at five,” he coldly said, pushing me towards the giant door while I saw his servants bringing the baggage behind us. I cannot help but stop and tu

Gabriela It hurts. My body is trembling from the pain of what he did. Tears are begging to just flow out of my eyes because of the stinging sensation. I can’t even lift my body from the bed. Through my half-induced eyelids, I saw his figure grinning down at me. “ Learned your lesson?” he asked. He had the audacity to ask while buckling his belt. I got alarmed. I panicked. “ What are you doing?!” He smiles. “ Getting dressed. You can still lift your ass from that bed, right? I want my food to be prepared after I take my shower.”“ I am not your fucking maid!” I shouted. 

Giovanni “ Elias is already dead. His body is disposed in the river just like how you instructed, sir.” I looked up from my cards and across the dark-painted surface before sliding my gaze to the man shivering in front of me. I’d felt…satisfied seeing how they fear knowing I can just snap my fingers and shot their head. Without mercy. Nor inhibitions. There was a gray cloud of smoke in the air as I puffed the last of my cigarette and throws it on the floor. Elias is Gabriella’s uncle who tried to swindle money out of their family. He committed treason and tried to hide from anyone. But here’s the deal: no one can hide from me. Owning multiple businesses in New York and with every man willing to worship the ground that I am walking on. Normally, I don’t meddle with family feuds since I don’t care about anything other than things that will make me money. But Gabriella, she’s different. Something about her is spectacular. Always had been spectacular from my perspective. I d

Gabriella “ You’re ready for me?” Giovanni whispered, making me slightly moan. The feeling of his warm breath touching the sensitive skin of my neck is too demanding. It made me want to pull him closer to my body and just let him claim me. Tease me. Own me. My hands grabbed the silky sheets of our bed. “ Van…” I feel so hot. Warm air fills the whole room as I stare at his naked form. His naked body was standing over the edge of the bed staring right into me like a predator seeing me as his feast. His lips quirk into a thin line. His hands touch the bareness of his chest then he walks closer and closer until I was cornered against the headrest. Giovanni’s hand was busy twirling the end of my hair as I breathe deep and audible feeling how much he makes my body succumbs into his power. I never felt so intimidated. So overpowered. “ You know why I married you, Santoro?” he huskily asked, sliding his tongue to the skin of my cheek making me squirm a little. I looked up. O