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Entangled With The Merciless Mafia Don 10
SAMANTHADavon stands by the door, his tie loosened just enough to make him look less like the powerful man everyone fears and more like the man I can’t seem to stop thinking about. His green eyes are fixed on me, sharp and unreadable, but burning with something that makes the air between us heavy—alive.I take a step back, my heels clicking softly against the polished floor. My heartbeat is too loud, my breathing uneven. I don’t know if it’s fear, anger, or something I don’t want to name.Davon doesn’t move at first. He just watches me, every small flicker of emotion on my face reflected in his gaze.“You’re nervous,” he says finally, his tone calm but edged with knowing.I give a short, dry laugh that sounds weaker than I’d like. “Nervous isn’t quite the word.”“Then what is?” he asks, stepping closer—slowly, deliberately. There’s purpose in every movement, the kind that reminds you he’s used to getting what he wants.“Trapped,” I say, forcing the word out even as my throat tightens
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SAMANTHAI’m not sure what surprises me more—the room I’m standing in or the man I’ve just married.The ballroom sparkles like something out of a dream. The chandeliers are made of real crystal, each drop catching the light like tiny stars. The walls shimmer with gold leaf, and the polished floors are so smooth I can see the reflection of my dress trailing behind me. Everything here glows, from the laughter in the air to the clinking of champagne glasses. People move in graceful circles, whispering, smiling politely, measuring each other in the quiet language of power and wealth.And in the middle of it all stands Davon Rancho, the man everyone watches—the man I now call my husband.He looks impossibly sharp, his black suit tailored perfectly, his presence commanding without even trying. Every time I glance at him, I feel that same strange mixture of awe and unease.Meanwhile, I feel like an ornament—something beautiful to look at but too fragile to touch. Davon never strays far. His
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SAMANTHA The fields spread endlessly before me, glowing under the soft afternoon sun. Rows of white roses and small wildflowers sway gently in the breeze, their scent light and sweet. Everything looks too perfect — like one of those dreams you never want to wake up from.But this isn’t a dream. It’s my wedding day.The sunlight is golden, but there’s a faint red hue creeping across the horizon, as though the day itself is bleeding into dusk. Rows of white chairs line the aisle, filled with people I’ve never met. I can tell most of them are from the Rancho family — Davon’s world. Their expensive clothes, polished shoes, and practiced smiles can’t hide the danger in their eyes.Among them, I spot two familiar faces — my mother and my best friend, Sofia. They sit in the front row, both looking anxious but proud. Mom wears a pale blue dress that softens her face, making her look younger, though her eyes are filled with emotion. Sofia gives me a small, nervous smile when our eyes meet. I
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SAMANTHAWhen he stops walking, Davon Rancho stands close—so close that I can see the faint stubble darkening his sharp jawline. The air between us feels charged, heavy with tension and something else I can’t quite name. A subtle scent of cedarwood and smoke lingers around him, earthy and steady, just like his presence.“There’s always a choice,” he says quietly, his voice low but firm. There’s a trace of amusement there, like he’s testing me. “You made yours.”The words sound simple, but they hit harder than I expect. My chest tightens as I meet his gaze. He looks at me like he already knows how this story ends, like every move I make was already written in his book.His eyes drop to my lips for a brief moment before returning to mine. “Shall we?” he asks softly.Before I can find my voice, another man steps forward. I recognize him immediately—the same man I saw the night Davon came to my apartment. I had done my research afterward, reading everything I could about the Rancho family
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SAMANTHAIt has been a week since a visit from the Mafia King of Nuova Speranza turned my world upside down.The morning sun spills softly through my window, golden and warm. Tiny drops of dew glimmer on the potted plants sitting on the sill, shining like little emeralds. The curtains sway gently with the breeze, carrying the smell of wet soil and sunlight. Everything feels calm — painfully calm — like the world doesn’t know what’s about to happen to me.I sit on the edge of my bed, staring at the messy sheets, hoping for an answer that isn’t there. My apartment feels quiet and empty, holding its breath along with me.Today, I become Mrs. Davon Rancho.The thought makes my heart jump and my stomach twist. I press my hands against my thighs to stop them from shaking. I’ve thought through every possible escape, every desperate idea, but there’s no way out.This is the only way to keep my family safe.I whisper the words like a prayer. Protecting my mother — Mrs. Jones — is worth whateve
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SAMANTHA “You think I don’t know that?” I snap, my voice rising with frustration. “But what choice do I have? He said if I refuse, he’ll come after my family. My mother.”On the other end of the line, Sofia lets out a shaky breath. I can hear her pacing, the soft thud of her footsteps echoing through the phone. “Sam, listen to me,” she says urgently. “You can’t do this. Men like him—they don’t give, they take. They ruin everything they touch. If you marry him, you’ll never be free. You’ll lose yourself.”“I already feel lost,” I whisper, the words tasting bitter on my tongue.She doesn’t speak right away. I keep walking down the quiet street, trying to focus on anything but my life falling apart. The city is waking up—shop owners unlocking their doors, buses rumbling past, the smell of coffee drifting from a café—but all of it feels distant, like I’m watching someone else’s world through glass.“There has to be another way,” Sofia says finally, her voice softer, almost pleading. “We
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