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Enchanting the Mafia Don Seventeen
AthenaI walked into Moretti Industries the next day with an ear-splitting grin on my face. I most likely looked like I was high on Molly but I could not and would not give a shit. I was getting to Luciano, that fact alone made my day- and it was not even nine yet!Making sure to add an extra sway to my hips, I ignored the dirty looks I got from my coworkers and made a beeline for the elevator. My dress was sure to call attention. A white body con dress that I had gone shopping for last night. It had a high neckline, different from the V necks I always wore. But that was not the interesting part. The interesting part was the round hole directly above my breasts, revealing the mounds pressed up together in a rather sensual fashion. The rest of me was wrapped snugly in the white dress ending above my knees. I liked how amazing I looked of course, but I was even more certain that it would get the job done. Frustrate the shit out of Luciano. The elevator lurched to a halt and I sashayed
Enchanting the Mafia Don Eighteen
Luciano"The ad targets the millennials. Older folks who have witnessed the great recession and can relate to the stock market-"There were so many things wrong with that sentence. I mused as I listened to the head of my marketing team, William. Another board meeting for the day. Being a CEO was an endless chore. Meetings, lunch, more meetings, more events to attend, and even more meetings as well. Routine killed excitement and I relished excitement. I looked past William at my assistant who stood on the other end of the board room, taking notes of the meetings. Of course, she didn't have to take notes, I had a fucking secretary for that but after I had chastised her about it, Raven had done so diligently ever since. And kept her distance as well. I peered harder at her, making sure to keep a passive look on my face. She was dressed quite well today. I suppose I should be relieved, but somehow, seeing her looking all drab and fucking faraway made work seem bleak. I had found her g
Enchanting the Mafia Don Nineteen
Athena Luciano's eyes zeroed in on my top, a glare blatant on his face. I gave an unapologetic shrug. "It was all I could find last minute," I grumbled. Today was supposed to be my "No Luciano in my Face Day,". I had been knee-deep into files from the Bureau, racking my head on the several murders that the mafia had been responsible for in the past few weeks. It was crazy. They had killed and maimed about ten people in all. And the mastermind of it all was the man in front of me. The sinfully hot man stood shirtless before his door, his chest contracting with each breath he took, glaring at me for being indecent while there was not a stitch of clothing on his fucking chest. The damn irony. "When do we leave?" I asked when it seemed like we would spend the whole fucking day standing by his door glaring at each other. If he had nothing better to do, well I did. I had. Someone had to expose him as the devil he was and afterward, I could put a knife in him and be done with it.
Enchanting the Mafia Don Twenty
It was funny how a desert with a mere strip for a road, grew to become the Sin City. The sub was high up in the sky, glistening over the lighted-up city. It was too damn rowdy for me. People constantly came and went and it soon became a blur as I watched through the car window. Behind me, in the backseat sat Luciano. Yeah, it was weird. He always made me sit in the back with him. Heck when the driver had come to pick us up at the airport, I had opened the back door only to get a glare and an order to sit in the front. He was avoiding me. I chuckled in realization, leaning my head against the window. My eyes caught my reflection in the side mirror and I allowed myself to grin. Never thought I'd see the day, the great Luciano would avoid women. The car turned around a corner to a large resort where Mr. Caldwell had asked us to meet. The minute it swerved, my eyes narrowed and I sat upright, watching the side mirror intently. Someone was following us. No, let me rephrase that. Some
Enchanting the Mafia Don Twenty-One
I nearly lost my shit.I had seen Luciano kiss countless women. I had seen him grip them and shove them against a wall, table, counter top or even a bed during my quest to kill him. And whatever tremors that I felt- if I felt any, were nothing compared to the ones that currently racked my body. Good lord, the man could kiss.He was demanding. In nature and this very kiss. His mouth prodded and plundered against mine hungrily, seeking and finding the seam of my lips. A silky hot tongue stroked against it, seeking entrance and It was there I drew the line. I had succeeded in breaking his resolve, that was enough for now. There was no need to take this any further. With a sigh, I pulled away- well I tried to, the brute barely allowed me to step back an inch before growling like some bear who had lost his honey. His hands around my waist tightened and he pulled me back against him. I felt it. Every hardness crushing against mine, sending thrills, tingling my nerve endings. He placed a p
Enchanting the Mafia Don Twenty-Two
He was right, the police couldn't do shit for me. I could see the pride in his eyes as he sneered at me, stalking ever closer until he was a mere breath away. A mere tantalizing breath away. "I own the police, Raven," He whispered, blowing air over my eyelids and they closed involuntarily. "That's…quite presumptuous Mr. Moretti," I mumbled, taking a step back. That seemed to make him even angrier because his nose flared and before I could blink twice, his arms were wrapped around my waist and my eyes narrowed fiercely when he held onto me rather tightly. "I own you!" He spat much to my irritation. I arched a brow in mockery. "What? Have you gone mad?" I scoffed, fighting the hold on me. I'd had enough of his tomfoolery.Luciano seemed to have a rethink of his actions. His eyes were wild with anger and as if he was disgusted, he pushed away from me and walked back to his desk. I stood rooted to the spot watching him settle down and resume working. Bastard! I thought with gritte
Enchanting the Mafia Don Twenty-Three
LucianoFollia! This was madness! I grunted as I pushed the weights up as far as I could, a strain building up in the muscles of my arms. My eyes were closed and I tried regulating my breathing. Breathe in, breathe out, get Raven the hell out of my head. That had been my damned mantra for the past one fucking week. And man I was too damn close to throw all caution to the fucking wind and take her exactly how she wanted. Hard, fast, and rough against my desk. "Fuck!" I cursed, throwing down the weights as an image of her bent over my desk, her delicious pert ass up in the air, ready for taking drifted into my head. Since when was I a damn sucker for women? I sure as hell wasn't. And while Raven was…beautiful enough. A voice in my head snorted at the thought. Beautiful enough?! She was damnation on heels, ready to choke the life out of me and it seemed I would fucking enjoy it. Ever since that kiss in Vegas, I had been out of my fucking mind. Perhaps it started way before then.
Enchanting the Mafia Don Twenty-Four
Athena"Gonzalez!"Here we go again. Another day. Another set of troubles set before me by the one and only Devil himself. The man of the hour who currently had thirteen murders to his name in the past two months. Give it up everybody for Luciano Moretti! I gripped the edge of the desk, staring at the computer screen. Oh, I was fucked. He'd asked me to type a damned report on some meeting we attended days ago. All I had was my scattered notes from that day. If he wanted minutes, he had a fucking secretary for that. But damn I could swear that ever since I came into his company, Miss Jane, his secretary, has been reigning like some washed-out queen. I literally did all her job plus mine! And now I had to submit some shitty report that I had been asked to type thirty minutes ago and all I had was a few lines and a doodle of a Luciano gasping for air as he sinks into oblivion. Pretty detailed if you asked me. "Gonzalez!" Luciano's voice permeated through the room again and I sighed,
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