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Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don
Last Updated : 2025-04-20
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Michael Carter is an undercover FBI agent on a mission to take down ruthless mafia king Fernando Ramírez—the man he believes killed his sister. But getting close to Fernando means playing a dangerous game, one where seduction and power blur the lines between enemy and lover. When Michael uncovers a shocking truth, his thirst for revenge turns into a fight for something far more dangerous—his own heart. Now, torn between duty and desire, he must decide: destroy the man he swore to take down or surrender to the one thing he never saw coming. Love has never been more lethal.
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Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Ashley’s Gambit
Ashley’s POVI adjusted my jacket as the cool breeze of the English countryside whipped against my face. The small town was quiet and every house looked like it had been built in another century. The map I had copied from Andrew’s phone glared up at me from my phone screen — a digital beacon guiding me to finding my friend and saving him.My stomach twisted, a mixture of nerves and dread settling deep inside me. I glanced at the time: 11:17 AM. I have been walking for almost twenty minutes now, keeping my head down and blending in as best I could. England might have felt like a world away from D.C., but danger knew no borders.I turned down a narrow path where the trees gathered close and i could tell the mansion was close — I could feel it.My phone buzzed violently in my hand.I cursed under my breath and saw the name flash on the screen.The Chief.Shit.I inhaled deeply, preparing myself for whatever lay on the other end of the line. I swiped to answer, putting on my best sic
Last Updated : 2025-04-20Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Saved By Marlo
Michael’s POVI leaned heavily against the door, my heart beating hard against my ribcage as my mind kept on calculating on how i could escape.The aftermath of the scuffle with Damian still lingered in my mind and i could still feel the aftereffects of my punch on my trembling fingers. Damian wiped another smear of blood from his busted nose, the corner of his lips curling into a sinister grin. The dim light of the room cast sharp shadows across his face, but the amusement dancing in his dark eyes sent a chill down my spine.It was as if I was staring at a completely different person, a complete opposite to the man I thought I could actually try to fall in love with.I should have known better.“You know,” Damian began, his voice smooth despite the fresh blood he flicked carelessly from his fingers, “you were quite the agent, Michael. Quite the golden boy, if I remember correctly.” He chuckled, a cruel sound in the tense room. “A man of justice, honour and law. Then what happened,
Last Updated : 2025-04-20Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Text Messages with the Mercenary
Ashley's POVI could feel my pulse beating against my ears as the hum of the fluorescent office lights above flickered slightly. I sat at my desk, the cool blue glow of my dual monitors reflecting off my eyes, trying to focus on the endless backlog of reports needing my attention. Not when Andrew had just gotten his way into taking control of the one operation I cared about.I lifted my gaze, and there he was — Andrew Rivers, dressed in his tailored navy-blue suit, crisp white shirt, and smug little grin, standing with a group of agents by the glass briefing room. He was gesturing smartly to a map pinned to the whiteboard behind them, a printed red circle marking a section of southern England.I knew what that circle was. I knew what that smug look was about.Because news had already spread like wildfire through the department this morning. The Chief had officially assigned Andrew as the lead agent on the Michael and Fernando Ramirez case.My stomach churned and I had a bitter tas
Last Updated : 2025-04-19Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Tangled Truths
Michael’s POVI don’t know what kind of sick, twisted joke the universe thought it was playing, but the moment I found myself pulled onto Damian’s lap like some helpless doll, my skin prickled with unease."Get the hell off me, Damian," I growled, squirming against the iron hold he had around my waist.He didn’t budge. Not an inch. His grip was steady, firm, and just tight enough to remind me who currently had the upper hand.“You’re acting crazy,” I spat, narrowing my eyes at him. “This isn’t funny. I’m not enjoying this little power trip you’re on.”His lips curved into a slow, predatory smirk and his voice dropped, low and intimate.“Oh, Michael,” Damian murmured, his breath brushing the side of my neck. “You don’t get it, do you? I’m not here to entertain you. And you… you’re not going anywhere.”I stiffened when he slid his hand down my arm, his fingers lacing around mine, trapping it against my thigh. His other hand wandered, bold and possessive, his fingertips tracing the ski
Last Updated : 2025-04-19Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Caught by the Wrist
Michael’s POV The air inside Damian’s condo was thick. Not with the comfortable warmth of wine and conversation, but with something heavier. It clung to my skin, thick like smoke you couldn’t see, making each breath heavy. I sat on the edge of his couch, my nerves frayed and mind racing, my phone still connected to Marlo, tucked between the cushions like a hidden lifeline.I could still hear the faint hum of the call, Marlo’s muted breathing on the other end. It was the only thing keeping me grounded in this storm I had willingly stepped into.Damian appeared from the kitchen, another sleek bottle of deep red wine in one hand, two glasses in the other. “Let’s try this wine,” he said, his voice low. He handed one glass to me, his fingers brushing mine, lingering just a bit too long. That brief contact sent a ripple through me, one I desperately wished to suppress.I took the glass, pretending to admire the wine’s color, anything to avoid his gaze.“Marlo again?” Damian asked, hi
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Secrets Beneath the Surface
Michael’s POV I sat on the edge of the couch, the weight of the room pressing down on me. My mind raced, thoughts spiraling. The things I had learned today, things that didn’t make sense, things that terrified me, made it impossible to be calm.Damian knew so much about me. Too much. He had already figured out that I wasn’t being completely open with him, and I could feel him watching me, waiting for me to slip. And then there was Fernando. How much did Damian know? What was he planning to do with all of this?I stared at the floor, trying to steady my thoughts. I had to play it cool. I had to keep up the facade. Damian would smell weakness if I showed any signs of doubt. And right now, every nerve in my body was screaming that something wasn’t right, but I couldn’t figure out what it was.A door creaked open, and I looked up to see Damian walking back into the room. His expression was unreadable, his movements smooth. Like nothing had changed."Everything alright?" he asked,
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Boundaries Crossed
Ashley’s POV The steady hum of the ceiling fan above me did little to drown out the gnawing ache in my chest. Another day gone, another restless night ahead. I sat on the edge of my couch, my phone resting on my lap, its screen black but heavy with unsent messages. Messages I had drafted a hundred times but could never bring myself to send.To him.To Michael.The world outside my apartment window was in dull shades of twilight, streetlights flickering to life one by one, their glow spilling onto the wet pavement. The city never slept, but I barely lived in it anymore.I missed him.God, I missed him more than I should.The sound of my ringtone brought me out of my thoughts. I sighed, grabbing the phone and seeing “Mom” flash on the screen. I forced a breath through my teeth and picked up.“Hey, Mom,” I answered, trying for casual but probably landing somewhere near exhausted.“Ashley, honey! I was just thinking about you,” her warm voice came through the line like a soft blank
Last Updated : 2025-04-17Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don The Weight of Secrets
Michael’s POV I didn’t want to leave the mansion.Not tonight. Not with everything happening. Not with Fernando lying unconscious in the safe room and Marlo looking like he was one bad mood away from snapping someone's neck. But Damian had shown up, unannounced, loud as hell, and desperate for my attention like a neglected lover, and somehow — after a tense stare from Marlo — I had gotten permission to leave with him.I still didn’t understand that look Marlo gave Damian before we left.Sharp, calculating, and most definitely sour.But then again, Marlo always looked like he wanted to kill someone. I figured it was just his natural face.Now here I was, standing in Damian’s expensive condo in the middle of the city, a glass of wine in my hand, and his eyes locked on me like I was the only thing worth existing for.I drank half the glass.Damian smiled, leaning against the wall like he hadn’t been a complete maniac earlier. “You okay?” he asked, his voice soft.“I’m fine,” I replie
Last Updated : 2025-04-17Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don Off the Case
Ashley’s POVI wasn’t just angry — I was livid. My eyes were locked on Andrew, and every word he said just seemed to make me angrier."You have no idea what the hell you're talking about!" I snapped, my voice slicing through the thick silence that had descended in the room.“Ashley—” The Chief began, his voice firm but controlled, trying to get me to calm down. But I wasn’t about to back down. Not this time.“No, Chief,” I interrupted, standing abruptly, the chair scraping loudly against the floor.“She’s too close to the target,” Andrew said, speaking as though I wasn’t even in the room. His voice was annoyingly calm, like he was stating facts that everyone should just accept. “And it’s affecting her performance. We’ve all seen the signs, Chief. Mood swings, irrational decisions, an inability to separate personal feelings from professional duties. It’s compromising the mission. And it’s been going on for too long.”“You’re out of your damn mind,” I spat, barely able to contain the r
Last Updated : 2025-04-16
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Michael's POVI gripped the bedsheets as I gritted my teeth and buried my face into the soft mattress, feeling Marlo’s sweat falling on my back and soft moans escaping his lips while he continued thrusting with more strength than necessary. "Fuck, you're so tight" he said.I bit back the pain that was building within me and tried my best to endure whatever pain I could feel in my hole.This was all a means to an end.Before I could process my thoughts any further, he turned me around, his muscular arms wrapping around me.He knelt on the bed and raised me to sit on his hard cock. I stared at him, wondering what sex position he intended to do this time.After spending more than twenty minutes servicing his dick and nipples, I was already exhausted. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back on his hand and gave me one the ugliest smirk I have ever seen escape the lips of a man."Ride me until I burst inside you" Marlo said, his breath resting on my face.He brought his lips to...
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