เข้าสู่ระบบNumber 1: Kidnap the Mafia's Wife. Number 2: Great, the bitch is gone. Stage an accidentally-on-purpose meet up to get his attention. Number 3: Have his eyes on me the whole night. Number 4: Let him take me home. Number 5: Experiment: take one; put a gun to the bastard's head. The last thing Indigo Mae expected was for a terror from her past to come knocking on her door at midnight. And by all means, the last thing she could have possibly hoped for was this little visit being the reason she gets roped into a twisted and deadly experiment, using the most dangerous man in the continent as her labrat. All Indigo ever wanted was a breakthrough. Unfortunately, life has other surprises. And it all begins with her getting thrown, hands tied, into a sinister Mafia world of conspiracies, lies, desires and death. Or, in other words, this mad man called Alessandro Ferrara.
ดูเพิ่มเติมYou know, I always thought I would end up in a billionaire's mansion someday… But I envisioned champagne toasts, lavish parties, and maybe even a romantic tryst with a handsome billionaire – not chloroform-induced naps, secret dungeons, and a side of attempted murder. For a kid, I had a wild delusions really, hoping that someday I'd be sipping Dom Pérignon with a charming CEO on his private jet, laughing with a with entrepreneur on his luxury yacht in the Caribbean, or exchanging sweet nothings with a romantic philanthropist who'd sweep me off my feet, adorn me with roses and whisper that I'm the most beautiful woman in the world – I just never imagined that my Prince Charming would be cold-blooded killer with a penchant for designer decor. I wake up the next morning, feeling like I've been put through a spin cycle. My head throbs and my mouth feels dry. When I move, I feel pain shoot through my bones and moan with the ache. My memories of the previous night are fuzzy. All I know
Did I mention before that there are other ways I could have opted to die? I probably did, but maybe I wasn't properly understood the first time. Now, look, lemme make this straight for anyone who could get the wrong idea. When I say I rather have them stick needles in my vagina, throw me into a sea of boiling oil, drag me behind a herd of stampeding elephants or even feed me to a school of ravenous sharks, and I'd rather ensure any of that than being caught as a breathing, walking intruder in the mansion of Alessandro Ferrara. Now, don't get me wrong; it's not that I'm that I'm that eager to live. I actually want to die. Just that if I had options, this would most definitely not be in my top ten picks. As I lay there, hidden beneath the musty body bag, I think about what my life could have been. I could have been anything, a doctor, a cat lady with a million furry overloads, or even Beyonce. I feel the truck's engine sputter and die and my life flashes before my eyes for a minut
I look up, expecting to see Alessandro Ferrara's chiseled face glaring at me, but in that moment, what I see instead is my whole life flashing before my eyes. This is NOT my handsome devil. What stares down at me is a menacing gaze from a thick-bearded Brock Lesnar look-alike wrapped in a thick tuxedo and a hard scowl that could curdle milk. I step back, mortified. “You're not as subtle as you think you are, miss,” he speaks gruffly, “You either take it to the pole or pick up the crumbs left of your morals and exit!”I frown, taken aback. “Excuse me?” “I know what you're doing, and you're not the first woman to try,” the man says seriously, “Stay away from Mr Ferrara or you could get yourself into a lot of trouble, kiddo.”With that, he disappears into the group behind me. Only then do I realize he is one of Alessandro's guards. In the same group, I watch as Alessandro walks away with his wife and entourage, completely oblivious to the encounter with me and his guard . My heart d
Number 1: Kidnap the Mafia's Wife. Number 2: Great, the bitch is gone. Stage an accidentally-on-purpose meet up to get his attention. Number 3: Have his eyes on me the whole night. Number 4: Let him take me home. Number 5: Experiment: take one; put a gun to the bastard's head. If someone would tell me that one day, I would be the key instrument on a risky plan to go after the wife of the most dangerous man in the continent, I'd have punched them in the throat for blasphemy. There are many other ways I could have chosen to die. A wide variety. And yet, I choose this means. Crawling down a dirty vent just to sneak into an exclusive underground party involving the most affluent figures in the country, pretending to be one of the strippers, and find my way into a mafia's heart through seduction — while my sister beat the shit out of his wife and stuffed her down a soakaway hole. Lord, the things I'd do to become rich. “Indigo, I hear something!” Sarissa says as she halts and
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