登入A brutal love. A family legacy. A woman caught between two Ravazzani He was my fiancé’s father. Now he’s my obsession. My life was supposed to be my own. Dance. Freedom. No more mafia ties. But when my father trades me like a pawn to pay his debts, I’m forced into an arranged marriage with a man I’ve never met. Only… it’s not the son who comes for me. It’s Santino Ravazzani—his father. Powerful. Brutal. Twice my age. He doesn’t ask. He takes. And he says I’m his now. He’s the underworld king of Italy. I’m the ballerina trapped in his golden cage. He says it’s about duty. I know it’s about desire. He wants to break me. I want to hate him. But the fire between us? It’s uncontrollable. And once I give in… I might never get out. The story ends on a breathtaking cliffhanger that sets the stage for Mafia Don Claims Me—where the real war begins. “Fiancé’s Father Takes Me” is the first book in a dark, sensual, and emotionally twisted series following a ballerina forced into a brutal marriage with her fiancé’s powerful mafia father.
查看更多SANTINO POVMy head turned immediately, the bathroom door creaked open and I felt my body rise.As much as I hate to tell myself the truth, I was always eager to see what she looked like during my teenage years. She was basically my crush.I felt disgusted with my thoughts. I know I'm not too old to be her father, but she's already betrothed to my son. I have to focus on delivering her.Everyone strained their necks to get a look at her as she walked to an empty chair. Her soft breast moved in a rhythm with her body, she had long legs that suited her curvy body and her whole figure with bright golden hair flowing down her back.She had a face so calm and beautiful it could make angels weep.Damn! She was a goddess.When I finally brought myself to look away, I caught Luca giving me a cunning smile.Had he read my mind?When my father died and I took over as capobastone ten years ago, I’d made my cousin my right hand. No one was more loyal or trustworthy. We’d grown up side by side, sp
ANASTASIA POVThe dream refused to release me. I keep fighting to open my eyes, my mind filled with thoughts that just keep hanging in thick molasses. Dull, heavy, and thick. I couldn't breathe it out.Where is this? Where am I?Whispers and hushed voices flew around me, accompanied by this vibration on my skin. Was I caged in a moving car? I couldn't move my hands immediately, each trial felt stressful. Even blinking was hard.What’s wrong with me?Then the memory crashed in—the wall, Ravazzani, the needle piercing my neck. D*mn him. He’d drugged me. That b*st*rd.I shifted my mind on breathing, bending my mind to clear off and failing to submit to the dizziness that was about to take me. I had to stay alert and fight.“Finally. You’re awake.”If I had any strength, I’d have recoiled. Was he watching me while I was helpless? Of all the people to get kidnapped by—a cold-blooded killer and a stalker. Perfect.I lay on a mattress—sheets cool and stiff beneath me. “You… you kidnapped m
ANASTASIA POVIn the afternoon of the same day, I grabbed my makeup bag and flinged into a handbag. I didn't need much with me when I escape but I needed the ones dear to my heart. Like the beautiful earrings Mamma gave me. And a cute picture of me and the twins at Eiffel Tower.The leggings that hugged my legs and *ss just right. And, of course, my passport and some cash.“This is a terrible idea,” Mira said. “How are you going to survive?”“Forget that. How do you expect to get past Papà and the guards?” Luna glanced up from her magazine without much interest. “You’ll never even make it off the property, Ana.”“I will.”I kept sneaking out of the house the day I found the crack in the wall two years ago. I made more cracks so it would be easier and that's how I kept getting past the security anytime I felt like. I snuck out last November and had my first sex with Liam. Losing my Virginity to him.My sisters didn’t know about that route. It was too risky for anyone else.Luna snorted
SANTINO POVThe car pulled into the old warehouse lot. Judging by the broken windows and rusted signage, the place hadn’t seen use in years which made it ideal for what we were about to do.When the vehicle rolled to a stop, I opened the door of the rental and stepped out. Luca followed suit, moving straight to pop the trunk.The kid was dragged out and dumped onto the cracked concrete, collapsing in a heap, limbs tangled, clothes wrinkled and cheap.My men had grabbed the little b*st*rd sneaking out her bedroom window at dawn.I looked him over, trying to figure out what she could possibly see in this mess.Dio! Anastasia was too beautiful for a rough and Haggard looking boy like him.She was breathtaking. Every whispered rumor about her beauty had been the truth. All three Mancini sisters had inherited their looks from their mother.Caterina Mancini, once a face that graced international fashion magazines, was a legend before she ever married Salvatore.I remember jerking off to her
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