TRIGGER WARNING: This story is more of mature content set in a mafia world. Dark romance will be widely explored, abusive language and violent scenes will appear too. Proceed with caution. **** A marriage of three years ended up in divorce. That was not the life Megan Clark envisioned when she married the love of her life Javier. In a span of one day, she lost everything . Her marriage, her father and her wealth, her ex husband took it all. Lorenzo is the ruthless capo who calls the shots in the streets of Chicago He had desired Megan since he laid his eyes on her. Something about her Innocence tingled the most darkest of desires inside him. HE MUST TASTE HER. HE MUST OWN HER. But there's one problem; She is married to his scum of nephew. When a chance presents itself, he swoops her off her feet. He will keep her under any cost. " I want a home, a family and I am willing to work on that. I want to struggle for it because a home with you Lorenzo is worth it, every struggle capo. " I want to have this dream, a fantasy of me and you, growing old with our hands together. Then we will look back and say we lived the dream." A deal, that's all they make. A game, that's what they will play but when the terms of his deal burn him and the game becomes more real, can he really entangle himself from the trap called love?
View MoreAMELIA'S POV"Please, let me go! Don’t do this to me!"My desperate cries vanished into the thick, suffocating air of the club, swallowed whole by the deafening music and the oblivious, writhing crowd. No one turned. No one looked. It was as if the world had gone deaf to my suffering.The man’s foul breath fanned against my cheek, reeking of whiskey and sweat. His fingers—disgusting, unwanted fingers—slid further and inside my pantie.Oh no!He wanted to finger me!No. No. No.Panic clawed at my chest, but my limbs felt useless, drunk and heavy. My heartbeat pounded in my ears, my breath ragged. Do something! my mind screamed. But what? I was too weak, too dizzy—Then, instinct kicked in.I bit down—hard—on his ear.A guttural scream tore from his throat. He stumbled back, clutching his ear as he cursed.But strangely, no one came.The club continued to pulse around us. Laughter, music, the clinking of glasses—it was like I didn’t even exist.The man recovered quickly, his eyes now mu
AMELIA'S POV“Waiter!” I called, my voice slightly slurred as my head throbbed with the weight of too many shots. A dizziness curled in my stomach, threatening to pull me under, but I didn’t care.I needed more.“Another shot!” I demanded when no one responded.The club pulsed around me, the music blaring, a deep, thrumming bass shaking the walls. Neon lights flickered overhead, casting flashes of red, blue, and green over the writhing bodies on the dance floor. The air reeked of sweat, alcohol, and cheap cologne.On stage, strippers swung their bodies against gleaming poles, moving to the rhythm of the music, while drunken men howled and tossed crumpled bills at their feet. Others danced near the stage, their movements wild and uncoordinated, lost in their drunken stupor.Unfortunately, none of it entertained me.All I saw—burned into the back of my mind—was her.That woman.That bitch.The one I had visited earlier in her office. The one who had stolen him from me.Megan!Only godde
MEGAN’S POVWhat was she doing here? Why would she come here? Of all the people in the world, why her?My breath hitched as my stomach twisted into tight knots.It was Amelia—the same woman who had clung onto Lorenzo like a lost sheep that night at the party. The same woman who had wrapped herself around him like she belonged there, while I had stood at a distance, pretending not to care.But I had cared.Wiping my eyes to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating, I swallowed hard. No, my mind wasn’t playing tricks on me. It was indeed her, sitting there, as if she had all the time in the world to waste.The nerve of her."Ma'am."The sudden voice behind me yanked me back to reality, making me jump out of my skin."What, Fiona? You scared me!" I snapped, spinning around to find my assistant standing there, her eyes slightly widened in surprise."I'm sorry, ma'am," Fiona apologized quickly. "I just wanted to inform you that the client we've been expecting arrived earlier than planned."Sighing
A moan slips past my lips as Lorenzo's fingers trace my nakedness. A featherlight touch. A caress. An invitation to sin. I shiver in the darkness of the bedroom. I can feel him all around me, the heat from his body warming my skin. I don't know where his fingers will land next, and the suspense is as torturous as it is arousing. "Mia moglie," he breathes against my neck, his lips brushing over my skin. " You don't know how much I missed your fair skin, your curves. It's been far too long." His hand moves down my spine to rest at the curve of my lower back, where his palm sears into me. My flesh tingles with desire. "Lorenzo, please," I whisper, unsure of what I'm begging for. I only know I want his touch. His other hand moves up to cup my breast, his thumb grazing over the sensitive nipple. A whimper escapes me. I reach back to grab his thigh, needing to touch him too. "You like when I touch you, don't you, Megan?" "Yes," I breathe, arching my back so my ass presses into hi
Megan pov“Don't compare me with that man.” I snap in annoyance. How can my father compare me to Marco? What he did to our mother was…“ I am not comparing you to him.. I just want you to see some sense. Marco kept you away from your mother for decades. You are keeping Elena away from her father. No matter what differences the two of you have, don't deny the poor girl the opportunity to bond with her father.” My father insists. “ Look at her,” He says, prompting me to turn and look at her. My eyes well with tears when I see her perched on Marco's lap with a huge smile on her face. “ She is happy spending time with Marco. You might have grudges against the man. You might not like him but that smile on your daughter’s face is priceless. It's something money can't buy, Megan.I am not trying to pressurize you to anything. I am just urging you to consider Introducing your daughter to her father. Whatever crimes Lorenzo committed against you, you don't have to make Elena pay them.She mi
Megan povToday is the day I will be attending the family dinner. Elena wanted to tag along so I agreed. I don't want to deny her the chance to bond with the family considering that I have already taken the chance to have a father away from me. I still don't believe Lorenzo kept true to his words and left me alone. After that day at the coffee house, he disappeared completely from my life. I don't know how to feel about this anymore. I mean, I am obviously the person who asked him to stay away from me. But why does it feel so uncomfortable that he did? Should he have insisted or persisted in his pursuit for me? He confessed to still loving me. He told me that day that in this life, he will never love any other woman apart from me. I didn't believe it but somehow, that declaration made me inwardly happy. I didn't show it though and just called him a liar. Sometimes, I can't help but feel like Gino was right the other day. I have put everything in me into hating Lorenzo that I don'
Lorenzo pov“ They agreed with the proposal?” I ask Mr Davis as he steps inside my office. The smile on his face tells me that he has some good news for me. “ Not really. But the chances of getting positive feedback are very high.” He replies and I frown. What I need is a definite answer. I don't want to rely on chances and possibilities when it comes to this project. I can't allow anything to go wrong. “ Since they liked the new price offered, why didn't they agree to sell the land?” I inquire. “ The owner of the land was accompanied by another lady. If I am not wrong, the other lady advised her to take some time before signing off on the ownership deal.” Davis answers and my frown only deepens. “ A lady? I thought the owner had no family left?”That's what I read from the report Davis presented to me when I requested the owner's profile. This is one of the reasons I ended up considering her land for purchase. “ Indeed. The old lady doesn't have any relatives. The owner of the
Megan povI park my car outside and make my way inside where the old lady Martha is waiting for me. Yesterday, she called to inform me about the company arranging a meeting with her to discuss the purchase of the land leased for my company.Since she doesn't have a child or a surviving relative, she asked me to accompany her. It's a good thing she chose me as her companion because I so want to know which this company is that's so persistent on acquiring the land. I spot Martha when I enter the restaurant and walk to her, offering her a smile. “ I'm glad you are here Megan. I don't want to deal with those people anymore.” Martha says as I settle next to her. “ I hope after this meeting they can finally leave you alone.” I reply but the old lady scoffs. “ I doubt they will give up that easily. You know how the rich behave in this society. They don't care about what the poor want. It's crazy how the government that should protect the citizens from them will support those looters.” Ma
Megan POV I practically stare at Gino without saying a word. Too much that he frowns at me.“ What's with that look? You don't believe me?" He asks and I just smile.“ You know of all people,you are the last person I expected to feed me lies." I express my disappointment. What hurts me even more is him lying to me because of Lorenzo. The same man who fed me lies in the span of time we were married only to abandon me when I needed him the most.“ You don't believe me. That's fine. I know you don't have a reason to believe anything I say but Megan, when have I ever not been truthful to you? In the years we have known each other, can you name an instant I covered shit for anyone with lies?" Indeed,I can't exactly pinpoint any circumstance Gino ever lied to me.But I feel like this is different…“ You know Megan,your problem isn't about believing my words. You just don't want to consider the possibility that Lorenzo could be Innocent and lose the only reason you hate and despise him so
I stretch my arms over my head, wiggling my toes as a yawn escapes my lips. My body is sore ànd everything ache in the most delicious way. Then it clicks in my head, a realisation that has me sitting up in bed with a jerk. This isn't mine ànd Javier's room and definitely the man with me last night wasn't my husband. Well, ex-husband because he served me divorce papers on our third wedding anniversary. My eyes scan the room ànd nothing seems familiar about it, not until a hauntingly familiar voice jerks in my brain. " I thought you'd want to sleep in some more considering what happened last night." My heart race and my breathing quicken. I will myself not to look at the direction of the voice . But, against my better judgement, I do and holy crap! I am immediately mesmerised by the sight before me. Lorenzo stands at the entrance of the bathroom clad in nothing but a towel loosely tied around his waist. My eyes land on his lips and goddess! I can't forget how those sinful lip...
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