LOGINIn the gritty shadows of Chicago, Lucian “The Reaper” Moretti, the city’s most feared mafia kingpin, rules with a cold heart and a deadly hand—until Ethan Caldwell, a closeted FBI agent, shatters his world. For two years, Ethan lived a lie as “Evan,” Lucian’s trusted right hand man—battling the burn of forbidden lust while feeding the FBI the evidence to destroy him. But one reckless night, lust wins. In the heat of their only night together, bodies collide—just before the raid blows everything apart and Ethan’s betrayal is revealed. Now, after a year in prison, Lucian is free—and out for blood. Torn between vengeance and the ghost of Ethan’s touch, he begins the hunt. Meanwhile Ethan drowns in guilt, trapped in a fake engagement and a life built on lies. In a city where love is a death sentence, can two broken men survive each other, or will their blood-soaked bond tear them apart? A pulse-pounding MM mafia romance where betrayal cuts deep, obsession burns hotter than sin, and love may be the deadliest weapon of all.
View MoreKaki jenjang berkulit keemasan itu tampak rapuh dan gemetar, ketika sedang berdiri di hadapan sebuah bangunan megah bertingkat dua.
Ia tahu jika sudah seharusnya sekarang bergegas memasuki Mansion mewah di depannya itu, namun entah kenapa serangan gugup dan panik mendadak melanda dirinya. "Miss Maura?" Gadis itu pun sontak terkejut dan menoleh, ketika sebuah suara pria menyapa dirinya yang tengah melamun. Sosok pria paruh baya berbusana formal serba hitam tersenyum kepada dirinya, namun gadis itu masih diam tak membalas senyumnya. "Perkenalkan nama saya Alberto. Mari ikut dengan saya untuk masuk ke dalam, karena kehadiran Anda telah sangat ditunggu," ucap pria paruh baya yang masih tetap murah senyum meski Maura tak bergeming. Tak lagi bisa mengelak, gadis bergaun merah selutut itu pun mau tak mau mengikuti langkah Alberto yang berjalan di depannya, menuntun dirinya memasuki Mansion bercat putih yang terlalu mewah untuk menjadi nyata. Lagi pula, bagaimana ia bisa mengelak? Maura tak kan bisa lagi berubah pikiran atau pun kabur, karena... "Apa nama pulau ini?" Tanya Maura kepada Alberto, saat mereka masih berjalan masuk dari pagar raksasa yang dijaga oleh empat orang, menuju ke bangunan yang ternyata posisinya lumayan jauh. Alberto tersenyum mendengar nada ingin tahu Maura. "Little Olive," sahut pria itu, yang dibalas dengan anggukan Maura. "Little Olive tidak memiliki bangunan lain selain Mansion ini, Miss Maura. Dan akses keluar masuk pulau ini hanyalah melewati laut dan udara," ungkapnya lagi menambahkan. Maura pun seketika meringis mendengarnya. Itulah tepatnya kenapa ia tak bisa mengurungkan niat lagi atau melarikan diri, karena hanya ada laut dengan ombaknya yang sekarang mengelilinginya. Maura dibawa ke Pulau ini dengan helikopter, yang bahkan langsung pergi lagi segera setelah mengantarkannya ke Pulau sepi yang sangat misterius ini. Ah, dan sekarang tubuhnya semakin terasa menggigil, seiring dengan dirinya yang kini telah memasuki bagian teras yang luar biasa luas dari Mansion ini. Alberto mendorong sebuah pintu ganda raksasa dengan kedua tangannya, lalu berdiri di sisi salah satu daun pintu itu dan menatap Maura yang tampak goyah. "Silahkan masuk, Miss," tegurnya lagi. "Semuanya akan baik-baik saja, jangan cemas." Maura pun menelan ludahnya yang terasa berat. Ia tahu jika Alberto hanya berbasa-basi saja, atau mungkin hanya ingin membuatnya tenang dan tidak bertingkah hingga menyebabkan masalah. Tapi suka atau tidak suka, rela atau tidak rela, Maura tidak punya pilihan lain kecuali melangkahkan kakinya yang gemetar memasuki Mansion besar yang berdiri kokoh, bagai seorang Raja yang angkuh dan berkuasa itu. Kakinya yang mengenakan heels menapak di atas lantai granit putih berpola marble halus. Manik gelap gadis itu pun melebar dengan maksimal, ketika visual penuh kemewahan menyambutnya di dalam. Tatapannya mengagumi dua buah guci besar di samping pintu ganda yang lebih tinggi dari tubuhnya, yang tampak berkilau layaknya emas. Atau jangan-jangan... itu memang emas?? Tak mengherankan juga sebenarnya, mengingat penampakan dari luar Mansion yang menggambarkan bagaimana kemegahan yang tak terbantahkan. Tiba-tiba terdengar langkah kaki elegan yang sedang menuruni tangga besar yang menghubungkan ke lantai dua, dengan ukuran yang lebarnya hampir sama dengan luas dua kali halaman depan rumah Maura. Seorang gadis yang sedang menuruni tangga itu pun seketika beradu tatap dengan Maura, yang tampak terpana. Wow. Dia cantik sekali! Maura hampir tak percaya melihat keindahan paras yang tampak terlalu sempurna itu. Tubuh gadis itu proporsional sempurna bak supermodel, dengan rambut ikal pirang terang seperti boneka, dan mata biru langit yang mempesona. Maura pun seketika merasa bagaikan seekor kura-kura lamban dan bodoh yang sedang beradu tatap dengan seorang bidadari sempurna yang baru turun dari surga. Gadis di tangga itu pun tersenyum samar kepada Maura, tapi kemudian bertanya kepada Alberto. "Jadi dia, si gadis penggantiku?" Alberto tidak langsung menyahut, namun tetap senyuman terukir di wajahnya. "Tumpangan untuk Anda akan segera datang tak lama lagi, Miss Rebecca," ucapnya tanpa memberikan jawaban dari pertanyaan Rebecca. Bibir berpulas lipstik merah milik Rebecca pun sontak cemberut, namun langkah kakinya yang semula terhenti kini kembali bergerak menuruni tangga. Ia pun terus berjalan melewati Maura, tanpa perlu repot sedikit pun menoleh ke arahnya. "Ck. Raven benar-benar keterlaluan. Membuangku hanya demi gadis yang tampak membosankan ini?? Tak masuk akal!" guman Rebecca, meskipun pelan namun dengan sengaja ia ucapkan agar Maura dapat mendengarnya. 'Raven? Apa itu nama pria pemilik pulau dan masion ini??' Seketika napas gadis bersurai hitam panjang itu pun tercekat. Dengan tubuh yang membeku, Maura pun terhempas kembali pada kenyataan yang harus ia hadpi saat ini. Bahwa tubuhnya, kesuciannya sebagai seorang wanita dan harga dirinya, harus ia serahkan hari ini juga. Kepada seorang milyarder misterius yang telah membeli keperawanannya dengan harga tinggi. Milyarder yang memilki Pulau Little Olive dan Mansion mewah ini. Milyarder yang konon hanya menginginkan wanita-wanita yang masih suci belum tersentuh untuk menjadi partnernya bercinta, hingga di satu titik ia merasa bosan. Lalu mengganti wanitanya dengan yang lain namun masih dengan persyaratan yang sama, yakni perawan. Dan Maura, adalah wanita yang akan menjadi penghangat ranjang si Milyarder yang selanjutnya. Sekarang, adalah gilirannya. ***Chapter 107: A New Dawn ETHAN’S POV The office smelled of cedar and old books, a scent that grounded me as I leaned forward in my chair, elbows on my knees, watching the boy across from me. His name was Caleb, sixteen, with a mop of dark curls and eyes that darted like a cornered animal’s. His knuckles were bruised, his lip split, and the way he hunched in the chair screamed of a kid who’d learned to make himself small. I knew that posture too well—had worn it myself for years, back when my foster parents’ house was a cage and every word from their mouths was a lash. “Caleb,” I said, keeping my voice low, steady, “you don’t have to shrink. Not here. This is your safe space.” He glanced up, mistrust flickering in his eyes. His father had caught him kissing a boy behind the school gym, and the fallout had been brutal. A belt, a fist, a litany of slurs that carved deeper than the bruises. I listened as he spilled it all, his voice cracking, his hands twisting the hem of his hoodie. E
Chapter 106: Free At LastLUCIAN’S POVThe prison yard buzzed with activity, the Miami sun scorching the concrete, the air thick with sweat and dust. I stood at the center, my jumpsuit loose, my arms crossed, my eyes scanning the line of inmates hauling crates for the weekly supply delivery. As the Reaper, I carried weight here—not through fear, but respect. Two years had carved me into a leader among the men, not a tyrant. I’d broken up fights, shared my rations, taught the younger ones to keep their heads down and survive. The wardens nodded my way, their eyes wary but warm, my presence a steady hand in this chaos. “Move it, Leonard!” I barked, my voice sharp, my hand gesturing to a lanky kid fumbling with a crate. “Stack it right, or we’re all eating dirt for dinner.” He nodded, his hands quickening, the others falling in line, their chatter low, their respect clear. I paced, my boots crunching gravel, my heart steady but heavy, my thoughts on Ethan—my butterfly, waiting beyond t
Chapter 105: Hang In There ETHAN’S POVThe Miami field office buzzed with the hum of phones and keyboards, the air sharp with tension and stale coffee, my desk cluttered with case files I no longer cared about. A year had passed since Lucian’s sentencing—two years of minor syndicate charges, a chance at parole in months if we appealed, but he wanted to serve it out, my stubborn Reaper. I leaned back in my chair, my eyes on the window, Miami’s skyline glittering, my heart heavy with a truth I’d carried for months: the FBI didn’t deserve me. Even they knew the truth, their guilt gnawing at them despite the weird promotion they gave me. Hayes, Ryan, the corrupt bastards who framed Lucian and left me for dead—they were gone, executed for their betrayal, their deaths a cold justice I’d witnessed, their blood on the floor a reminder of the agency’s failure. Yet, the badge on my hip felt like a chain, my purpose eroded by their lies. The door creaked, my foster mother’s voice grating, he
Chapter 104: Exile’s ReturnMARCO’S POVThe Miami sun blazed through the condo’s floor-to-ceiling windows, casting golden streaks across the hardwood, the air heavy with the scent of whiskey and regret. I stood outside Ethan’s door, my knuckles hovering, my heart pounding, my guilt a weight I couldn’t shake. Lucian was in jail, serving two years for minor syndicate charges, his freedom a faint hope with a possible appeal. Ethan was back, alive, a miracle that shattered my world in a good and sad way. I’d lost everything—my best friend, my brother, the man I’d loved in secret, all because I was envious of his love story with Ethan Caldwell. I’d betrayed them, let jealousy twist me, and now I had nothing left but apologies and a one-way ticket out of this city.I knocked, my breath shallow, my boots scuffing the floor. The door creaked open, Ethan turning from the window, shirtless, his skin taut over lean muscle, his bandages stark against his torso, his eyes sharp despite the pain et
Chapter 101: Shattered RecallETHAN’S POVONE MONTH LATER“Butterfly… butterfly…” The whisper slithered through the fog of my mind, soft, desperate, a voice heavy with pain, tugging at my chest like a fading lifeline. My body felt anchored, heavy, trapped in a void where shadows danced and silence
Chapter 95: Poisoned ShadowsETHAN’S POVThe dusk painted the sky orange as I sat in my office at the field office, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and Lucian’s lingering cologne on my shirt, my laptop glowing with an encrypted message that had haunted me for three days. Hayes’ dirt.
Chapter 94: Traitor’s GameMARCO’S POVThe Washington rain battered my hoodie, its icy sting soaking through to my skin as I huddled under a flickering lamppost, the city’s gray skyline a blur through the downpour. My leg throbbed, the bullet wound from Lucian’s torture room, a constant ache, my to
Chapter 98: Blood And FireETHAN’S POVThe field office buzzed with the hum of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with coffee and tension, my badge a heavy weight against my hip. My ribs throbbed from Viktor’s fists, the poison’s aftertaste still bitter in my throat, but my resolve burned hotter tha






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