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*POTENTIAL TRIGGER* *Alberto’s POV* “Do you remember your safe word?” My voice was thick and low as I folded my angel over the tortūre table. Having her this way was better than any wet dream I could have ever had. “Angel,” she moaned softly as her hips pushed back, desperately seeking my touch. I tapped her ass before releasing a warning growl. My hands reached for the hem of her dress, and I yanked it over her fat ass as my eyes zeroed in on her wet, exposed cunt. Fūck me. Figa più bella che abbia mai visto. (Italian: Prettiest pūssy I’ve ever seen.) “You better tell me if it becomes too much, angel.” I dug my fingers in her ass intensely, earning a soft cry from her. “Tell me!” “I promise, Padrino,” she whispered as she looked at me over her shoulder. “Mmmm.” I smacked her ass cheeks together while I squeezed them so hard that you’d think I’d drawn blood. “What did I tell you in my office?” She seemed to be in a daze as she pushed her hips back, rubbing her dripping pūs
*Isadora’s POV* ~A few weeks later~ I turned the knob in the bathtub, letting water fill it before I stood up straight to pull my hair into a bun. Things have been crazier than normal these past few weeks. Padrino has been more tense than usual since he and the Russians have still been unable to find my brother. They have met a few times to discuss strategies to bring him out, but nothing has worked yet. Penelope mentioned a conversation she overheard between Daniella and someone else, but all the numbers Ethan looked into were dead ends. Everyone that they had questioned also seemed not to know about him, even less where to find him. It’s like he never existed in the first place. But I knew better. All of that has kept me from sleeping well the past few days. I haven’t wanted to tell Padrino because I knew how intense he could get, and he already had enough on his plate. I just hoped we were able to find him before the baby was born. I exhaled slowly before dipping my hand int
*Alberto’s POV* The doors to the SUVs were already open as we made our way to them. I fetched my phone from my pocket as Francisco climbed in before me. “What do you have, Ethan?” I growled into the phone as soon as he picked up. “The abandoned warehouses were owned by LoTech. I can’t find the details on the owners of that foreign company, but I have a pretty good idea.” “I don’t want ideas! I want fūcking facts!” My snapped reply had Francisco turning to face me with brows furrowed as I shut the door behind me. “Si, Capo. I’m still on it, but—” “I’m already on my way there, Ethan! There are no fūcking buts!” “Understood. Also, the nearby cameras were able to capture a male in his early to mid-twenties, entering the building down the street on a few occasions with what looked like groceries. I’m sending the picture over now.” I pulled the phone from my ear, placing it on speakerphone as I opened my message app. “What’s going on?” I held my hand up to Francisco to stop
*Isadora’s POV* I was struggling to breathe as Edgardo instructed Padrino’s and Papa’s men to watch Pen and Mamma with their lives. We had to divide the men between them and us, since we couldn’t be reckless either. When Edgardo finally finished barking out orders, he led me towards the black Porsche that Padrino used when he would drive himself places, which was rare anymore. It was also faster than the other SUVs. Edgardo opened my door, helping me inside before rounding the car quickly and climbing behind the wheel. The car purred to life, and he didn’t hesitate to speed past the others. He handed me his phone and gave me some numbers to dial for him as he practically flew past the gates surrounding our land. “Put it on speaker. Please.” “Petrov.” The man with the thick Russian accent answered anxiously as soon as I hit the speaker button. “Petrov, it’s Morello’s right-hand.” “Edgardo, right?” he asked quickly as I heard him shuffling through some things. “Correct.
This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire (Complete) *** Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. This book specifically will have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, drugs, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This is a mafia book, so without the violence, drugs, and alcohol, it wouldn’t really be a mafia book. LOL. I will try to have trigger warnings as much as possible, but sometimes I may forget. For those of you that haven't read my books before, they are known to get wild and more times than not end in a cliffhanger. You've been warned! Please remember to follōw my sōcial medīa (Facēbook- Author NiMarie, Instagrām- nimarie.author, and TikTōk- author
*Alberto’s POV* I chambered my gun and placed it against his head. “What do you know? Speak now and I will reward you with a quick death.” I lied through my teeth. It had been four hours since my angel was taken, and I had yet to find her whereabouts. Yeah, shīt like this could take days, even weeks, but it was my angel we were talking about. I would rip open the fūcking earth to get to her as soon as possible. “Capo, I swear I don’t know anything.” Tony begged, not daring to raise his eyes to mine. I pressed my gun into his temple, ready to blow his brains out whether he was lying or not, when I heard a grunt coming from behind me. “Capo—” He groaned, making me turn my gun on him. “What did I fūcking say?” I hissed, forcing him to lick his dry lips as his eyes lifted to mine. “I can’t sit back and wait until you kill each and every one of us. That won’t bring her back.” He said, making me grit my teeth because he was absolutely right, but I was not willing to admit it. I
*Edgardo’s POV* A shake of my shoulder forced my eyes to open abruptly before I reached for my gun, ready to kill any intruders. “It’s me!” Aurelio blurted before I could put a bullet through his forehead. “What the fūck?” I hissed under my breath as I tucked my gun back in my pants before turning to make sure Penelope was okay. She still lay unconsciously on our bed with the machines connected to her, confirming that she’s still here with us. “He’s losing his shīt again.” He whispered, forcing me to turn my attention back to him as I squeezed Pen’s soft hand. “Did he get any sleep?” I asked him, running my fingers through my hair before reaching for Penelope again. I need constant contact with her to convince myself that I didn’t lose her like I thought when she stopped breathing for a whole minute while she was in surgery. He replied with a shake of his head, forcing me to take a deep breath. I completely get it, but he will definitely take his wrath out on us. Not like he
*Alberto’s POV* I paced the basement room that I had my men prepare at our warehouse to store all of our weapons. There was a large conference table in the center of the room with maps and different devices placed on top of it. “As I was saying,” Ethan, one of my hackers, muttered as he shot a glare towards Denzel for his interruption. “Whoever wiped out all camera surveillance and security footage capturing the vehicle that took Ms. Blanco was good—” He commented, making me clench my fists about to punch his brain back into place. “But we are better.” He smirked as I drew in a deep breath. Fūcking finally! “Do we have a location then?” I questioned him, feeling my heart stop momentarily. “Well,” He gulped nervously as he clicked on one of the devices on the table, making one of the screens on the wall turn on with a bird’s-eye view displayed on it. “Not necessarily confirmed, but we have an idea.” He stated before pulling nervously on his collar. “You better start talking if