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WAS THIS ALL A SICK GAME
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HER ROYAL MAFIA WHY THE SILENT GAME?
DON ALEXANDROI scoffed, masking the fear clawing at my insides like what she had just said didn’t hit me.It did. But I don't trust Francesca anymore, not after what she did to me… and to our daughter."You don’t trust me, do you?" she asked.I let out a dry, sarcastic laugh, the kind that came from a place deep in my gut. Did she really just ask that?"What’s so funny?" Her eyes searched mine, clearly confused.I laughed harder, clutching my stomach until it drew tears from my eyes."Answer me, Alexandro!" she snapped, her voice rising with frustration."You didn’t hear how stupid that sounded?" I sneered, my laughter dying off. "Trust you? Was that a joke?""It’s not a joke. I’m telling the truth, honey—"That word. Honey. Rage flared inside me like wildfire.I charged at her, grabbing her mouth with one hand, firm enough that her lips pressed together. My face hovered inches from hers, our eyes locked in a silent war."Listen, call me that filthy name again, and I swear I’ll rip t
HER ROYAL MAFIA LOT OF LIES
LIAM RYDERI gave Lorenzo a slight smile the moment I stopped in front of him.I knew that look on his face, and what Karen pulled earlier? That was just a warm-up for the real show.Sure, it burns me seeing my woman tangled up with a guy like Vinny, but if anyone could pull off the bait perfectly, it’s Karen.I trust her that much.A slow grin tugged at my lips as I stared at Lorenzo, clueless, cocky, and still trying to act in control. Then he smiled."First, it was your fiancée, and now you? I'm truly honored, Mr. Liam," he said.I caught the tone. Calm on the surface, but beneath it? Fear.I gave Karen a subtle nod to wait outside. Once she left, I leaned in close, towering over him.That smug smirk of his? It only fueled the fire in me.As much as I wanted to walk away, I wanted something more; to shatter that fake confidence. To wipe that smirk off his face.To break him until he begged."A while ago, I was wondering what kind of gift to get you," I said, my voice low. "Then it
HER ROYAL MAFIA WHISPERS
DON ALEXANDRO“What do you want, Francesca?” I asked, my voice hard.She pouted, d*mn it. That look. It always had a way of slicing through my armor.I was never the soft type. Never. In this life, love was a rule breaker. The gang code was clear, no love, no weakness. Not even I, the boss, was excepmted. But Francesca? She made me realize love wasn’t just weakness... it was suicidal.I pulled her out of that d*mn club when she was just a stripper, polished her, gave her a new life, by my side. I even planned to marry her. And what did she do? She ran off with that old rag, Antonio.What hurt more wasn’t even the betrayal. It was what she left behind, our daughter, she was still a suckling infant. Francesca took the gold... and left the baby. It still felt like a dream I needed to wake up from.She made my little girl grow up without a mother. And now? She had the nerve to waltz back in, acting like nothing ever happened.She walked up to me slowly, her hand resting on my shoulder, li
HER ROYAL MAFIA WELL PLAYED
DON ALEXANDROThe door to my room swung open with a loud crash as Rocco Vincent stormed in.My head snapped toward him, one brow lifting as I lazily raised a hand, silently stopping the guard who was about to intercept him.I wasn’t in a hurry. I let the last waves of pleasure roll through me as the woman beneath my robe slowly withdrew her mouth from me, her lips and tongue still grazing my skin.A sharp moan slipped from my mouth as release hit, brief but intense.Eyes half-lidded, I exhaled and leaned back as she slid out from under my robe, her mouth wet-looking and her smile wicked.Rocco was standing just a few feet away, his jaw clenched, fists tighter than his words could form. But his expression said it all—rage, disgust, probably urgency.He finally spoke, "You’re busy screwing around while my son’s in the hospital because of your men?" he growled, his voice cracking with fury. "Are you seriously pretending you don’t know?"I stood and tied my robe loosely, giving a nod to m
HER ROYAL MAFIA WAS THIS ALL A SICK GAME
LORENZO CASTILLOShe gave a stiff smile. I stared at her silently, and unmoved.Then she laughed again, clearly thrilled, like she knew she'd thrown me off with that one.A slow smirk spread across my lips.I stared at Giulia. “I’m sorry, Giulia... but I’ve got to do this, right in front of you,” I thought.Without breaking my stare, I pulled Karen onto my lap. She landed smoothly and effortlessly, as though she’d been expecting it all along. That alone told me I was playing with someone just as dangerous.I leaned closer, making eye contact, my lips brushing the edges of her ear as I whispered,“Now... if you may, would you tell me what you've got? I think we’ll communicate better this way, princess.”A slow smile curled across her lips like she had just tasted the bait... and liked it.I’ve been with enough women to know where Karen belonged.She wasn’t just seductive, she was strategic and calculated too. She knew my every move and just what to do to get me worked up.If I wanted th
HER ROYAL MAFIA WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE TALKING ABOUT
LORENZO VINCENTI sat silently beside Giulia, my eyes locked on her unmoving frame. Two days had crawled by, yet she remained lost in whatever mental fortress the doctor claimed her mind had built.Her chest rose and fell in slow rhythm beneath the oxygen mask, her heartbeat a soft whisper on the monitor beside her. Her lips were cracked and pale… but even like this, she was still beautiful.My hand reached out instinctively to touch hers—frail, bandaged, and connected to a drip, but I stopped short, pulling back as guilt surged through me like a tidal wave.“I’m sorry… I should have stopped you that night. I should’ve protected you.”But I hadn’t. I let her walk away, and now here she was, broken, silent, and slipping further into that dark place I couldn't reach.Then, like a ghost tugging at memory, her last words echoed in my head. It was blurry, and in pieces. But one part pierced through the haze in my memory: “My son…” That was the last word I heard slip from her mouth.But why
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