FAZER LOGIN“My bed is where you belong right now, little girl.” His eyes dragged slowly over my body, bold and unashamed. “Don’t call me little girl. You’re twenty-one, I’m thirty-one. I can be your mother.” The moment the words left my mouth, his expression darkened. “Capture her. And take her straight to my bed.” ******" Diana has survived a traumatic past that destroyed her trust in men. It left her with one rule — no men, no love talkless of someone younger than her. But rules don’t matter to him. He is the youngest mafia king, feared even by men twice his age. Arrogant. Ruthless. Poisonously possessive. And the moment he sees her, he marks her in his mind as his next obsession. she tell him no. He decides to destroy every reason she has for saying it. He wants her obedience. He wants her fear. He wants her on his bed, under his control… and he doesn’t hide it. He swears he will break her defiance. She swears no man will ever own her again. But when buried secrets rise and Diana’s past crashes into his world, both of them will learn that some truths ruin, some desires burn, and some destinies refuse to be escaped. Warning: Breeding, lactation kink, forced proximity, age gab, Captive, Possessive/Obsessive Hero, Mafia dark world, themes of biting, feeding, or sexual acts centered around blood and power exchange. no raping. ( Fiction written for entertainment only and never ever try what you see in a book, they are just imagination) Thanks
Ver maisDiana’s POVI didn't wait for Amara to finish her sentence. I just turned and bolted.His mansion was too far to reach on foot, so I doubled back to Amara’s room. "Amara, book me a cab. Or give me the money to catch one myself.""We don't have the money," Tom snarled from the couch."I wasn't talking to you, Tom," I snapped back. "I’m talking to my friend.""And as her future husband, I’m the one answering you.""Tom, take it easy," Amara sighed. She leaned down to kiss him before standing up and pulling me into her bedroom. "Look, Diana, let me advise you—don't go anywhere tonight. Wait until morning."After a long, heated argument, I finally agreed to stay. Tom was so angry that I was staying over that he slammed the door and left.I spent the night staring at the ceiling, my mind a whirlwind of everything I had lost. Ayla was gone. Amara was beside me, snoring loudly, but I couldn't find a moment of peace. What if Alessandro captured me again? He had warned me never to let him se
Amara’s POVI stepped out of the shower, shivering as I wrapped a towel around my damp skin. It was already 9:00 PM. I moved through the room, closing the windows and preparing for bed, when a sudden, heavy knock thudded against the door."Who the hell is it?" I yelled."It’s your damn boyfriend," I heard Tom’s voice growl from the hallway.I sighed and pulled the door open. He didn't even wait for me to close it behind him before he grabbed me, hoisting me into his arms. He kissed me hungrily, his hands roaming over me before I could even get a word out.He threw me onto the couch and ripped the towel away. I could see the desperate throb in his trousers as he tore his shirt off and began to squeeze my breasts."Tom, stop! We can’t do this now," I managed to gasp. He pulled back, looking at me with narrow, frustrated eyes."What? Why not?""I’m on my period," I said, shifting my legs so he could see.He hissed through his teeth and reached for his belt. "I can just use protection."
Diana's POV That was his breaking point. He didn’t hesitate; he slapped me back with a force that made my head spin before roughly ratcheting handcuffs onto my wrists.I didn't fight him. I didn't say a word. I simply followed them, letting them lead me wherever they wanted. I was too tired to resist anymore.When we arrived at the station, I expected to be thrown into a cold, iron cell. Instead, he shoved me into a room that looked nothing like a prison. It had a bed, a small kitchenette, and a private bathroom.Wait... was this Alessandro’s plan all along? No wonder he had let me "escape" so easily.But where was Ayla? My heart ached with every beat. I prayed she was okay. This life is so cruel, but then, a name flickered in my mind like a dying candle.Amara.Could my daughter be with her? After Leo, Amara was the only person I considered family. The realization hit me. I scrambled to the door and began banging on the heavy metal."Open up! I know where my daughter is! Please, ope
Diana’s POV"Him! He tore my clothes and he even injected me!" I cried out, pointing at the man. At least I knew Alessandro wouldn't kill me—not yet.Before I could blink, Alessandro moved. With one swift motion, he drove his knife into the man’s throat. He didn’t stop there. He moved through the room like a shadow, killing the others one by one.I couldn't bear to watch. The last thing I remember was the world turning black. When I finally came to, the sound of shouting dragged me back to consciousness.I managed to peel my eyes open, but I let out a scream of disbelief. What I saw nearly drove me mad: lifeless bodies covered the floor. He had slaughtered them all.Alessandro was screaming at Alex, demanding to know what these men were doing here and why the women were being treated this way. Was it possible? Did he really not know what was happening in his own house? How could the Boss be so oblivious?I was still lost in thought when he suddenly hoisted me onto his shoulder like a

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