LOGIN**š„ *"She taught she could hid and run away from the world . But Now, the mafiaās most feared kingpin owns her... body, heart, and soul."* *āI was just a girl in the wrong place⦠now Iām his obsession.ā* *"He said I was his angel⦠but his touch felt like sin."* Cassie never believed in monstersāuntil she met Rafael Moretti. Cold. Ruthless. Powerful. The mafia king who takes what he wants... and now, he wants her. It was one mistake, a wrong place, wrong time. Now sheās trapped in his world of danger, obsession, and dark desire. He says itās to keep her safe. But safety was never the plan. Rafael doesn't do love. What he does is control. And Cassie? She was supposed to be innocent, untouched. Now sheās his temptation. His weakness. His. She should run. He wonāt let her. And the more she resists, the harder he makes her fall. *A dark, addictive mafia romance filled with heat, danger, and a love that just might destroy them both.* Cassie, a sheltered beauty with a haunted past, is caught in the crossfire of the brutal Mafia world when Rafael, the icy eyes enforcer, claims her as his. Trapped in a twisted dance of desire and danger, sheās torn between fear and fascination. Heās darkness. Sheās light. But in his world, love is a weakness... and survival is the only escape. *Will their forbidden flame burn bright enough to outlast the mafiaās deadly secrets?* *Ready to dive into the obsession? Start reading now! š*
View MoreThe lights were dimmed and the background was a bit noisy. Inside the bar were seated many young men and women, some chatting, some drinking, some smoking and some watching the pole dancers.
This was one of the most biggest bar you can ever find in Switzerland, a lot of rich people do come here to chill and enjoy themselves, the bar is filled up with lots of sexy female workers with sexy uniforms where by all the girls must be dressed in a black short tight dress, by short- it means the dress would stop just below their butt cheeks, the girls must also put on a sexy make up and high heels so they would look like an attractive meal to their customer.
Inside the back room, a girl could be seen hiding there and adjusting her gown, from the look on her face one would be able to tell that she was uncomfortable with the way she was dressed and that was correct because she was.
Stella was only used to working in the morning shift, she had never been to the night shift before but she joined it today because of one thing, her junior brother.
Earlier he was chased back home because he couldn't afford enough money to pay his school fees even though he had pleaded with Stella that he was fine but as stubborn as she is, she still came here to work for him, she had promised to do that night shift, gain a lot of money and makes sure her brother steps back into school from next week, she did this despite knowing that Charles would be very angry at her.
Charles was her long time boyfriend, he had always supported her in everything she did except working in the famous Landon's bar. Charles was an average guy of not too rich and not too poor, he went to a good school and graduated then found himself working at one of the most biggest company in Switzerland where they do pay well and unlike Charles, Stella didn't go to school, she couldn't afford to go because back then was when her father was placed on the hospital bed, he was at the last stage of pancreatic cancer which made Stella and her mom used up all their life time savings for him. Not just that, Stella declined her admission to go to one of the biggest schools just because she wanted to work and save her father. To her it's okay if she couldn't go to school at least her junior brother would some day.
And the most painful thing about this story was that her father didn't survive the surgery, no matter what her and her mother did, her father didn't still survive. Yes they had cried a lot but that can't be the ending of the world right?, Stella had decided to come back on her feet, work hard and try her best to make sure her brother makes it and also to make sure that her mother would be happy, all these are just to see her family smile once again.
Her thoughts got Interrupted when a knock sounded on the door. She immediately straightened up and opened the door. What welcomed her was the face of her best friend Arya.
"Bestie, what are you doing?Are you going to use the whole day to dress or don't you know that your boss has been waiting for you?" Arya scolded and Stella pouted.
"I'm scared Arya, what if Charles gets to find out about this, you know he was just managing the fact that I was working in the morning but now I'm doing the dangerous night shift and I'm scared" she pouted.
Arya let out a sigh and held her shoulders. "I really understand your fears but remember the night shift is not that bad, I've been working here for so long now and look I'm alive"
"That's because you're still single," Stella muttered.
"No Stella it's not about being single, when you need money then nothing is impossible. Listen just remember why you came here, it's for your brother right, you want to get money for him so he would finish his school and graduate to a college right?, Then think of him alone, you're taking this dangerous risk for him, all you'll have to do is to just serve the rich men their drinks, be obedient and try not to pick up a fight with them" Arya said, knowing how short temper her friend was.
Back then when Stella just started work here as a newbie, Arya remembered how Stella would pick a fight with all the male customers, especially those one that would try to touch her and she could only just shake her head, after all before Stella's father had died he had always told her that her body is the temple of the holy Spirit, she should be careful with the way she uses it especially when she's the kind of girl that was blessed with something that all men in the world would die to have, curves, full boobs, big ass, round hips, every damn thing that a man would love to praise and worship but luckily she has been keeping it all for Charles, although he had tried touching her sometimes but she would tell him that she would only allow him by that time they get married because her father had also told her that she can only give her body to the man that she will marry, that's what they call respect for the body.
Stella breathed out and nodded, assuring herself that she would do this for her brother and nothing else. "Thank you Arya,I think I'm ready now" she said.
"Good girl, go for it now" Arya tapped her shoulders and she stepped out of the room, she had already been long gone but Arya kept admiring her body with a dreamy look. "Lucky girl, she has my dream body" Arya smiled and shook her head, waking up from her day dream before rushing out of the back room too.
CHAPTER FIVEā Cassie's POV ā I woke to pale morning light filtering through unfamiliar windows.For a moment, I lay still, staring at the ceiling, half-convinced the previous night had been a nightmare. That I'd wake up in my own bed at the Klein estate, with Lana bringing breakfast and everything would be normal.But the silk sheets beneath me were too soft. The room too elegant. And the ache in my body from running through the storm was too real.It had all happened.Sam's threats. The escape. Rafael Montez.The truth about my parents' deaths.I sat up slowly, my mind still reeling from everything Rafael had told me. My father, Marcus Roglas had been a thief. A murderer. He'd stolen priceless artifacts from Rafael's family and killed Rafael's father in the process.And I'd been there that night. I'd witnessed it all.But I couldn't remember. Couldn't remember anything except fragments, shadows, fire, screaming.The door opened quietly. A woman in her fifties entered, carrying a tra
CHAPTER FOURā Rafael's POV ā The girl was unconscious in my arms, her body limp and cold from the rain. I slid into the back seat of the SUV, keeping her carefully positioned against me."Drive," I ordered Nicolas. "Safe house. Now."He didn't question me, just pulled away from the curb with practiced efficiency.I looked down at her face, pale in the dim interior light. Even unconscious, there was tension in her features fear that had burrowed so deep it lived in her bones.The Klein family crest on the keys she'd been clutching told me everything I needed to know.This was Cassie Roglas.The girl everyone was hunting. The girl I'd been searching for. The girl who'd just run straight into my arms like fate had decided to play a twisted game.My phone buzzed. I pulled it out with my free hand.Nicolas's intelligence team had already run facial recognition. The results appeared on screen: *Cassandra Roglas. Age 19. Last known residence: Klein estate. Orphaned at age 8. Guardianship t
CHAPTER THREEā Playground ā Midday ā The sun hammered down on the schoolyard, children's laughter bouncing off brick walls. Isadora, pigtails bobbing, chased a butterfly across the grass, her delighted giggles carrying on the breeze.Alma, the family's trusted housemaid, watched from a nearby bench, her eyes sharp and vigilant. Rafael's warning from that morning still echoed in her mind: *If they want to hurt me, they'll come through what I love most. Trust me, Alma, keep my princess safe.*A maintenance worker lingered by the side gate, dressed in blue overalls with a cap pulled low over his face. He held a clipboard, but his eyes weren't on the fence he was supposedly inspecting. They were locked on Isadora.He slipped the latch and stepped inside, moving with calculated precision.Alma's instincts flared. Something was wrong."Isadora! Come here, now!" she barked, already moving toward the child.The man's hand went to his coat, reaching for something.Before he could pull it out,
CHAPTER TWOā Cassie's POV ā I couldn't sleep. Again.The nightmares always left me restless, my mind spinning with fragments I could never quite grasp. So I did what I always did, I wandered the house, hoping the movement would quiet my thoughts.The hallway was dark, silent except for the tick of the grandfather clock. I was heading toward the kitchen when I heard voices drifting from Uncle Javin's study.At this hour?I knew I should keep walking. Nothing good ever came from my uncle's late-night meetings. But something made me pause. a name carried on the air that sounded almost familiar.Cassandra.That was my full name. The one no one ever used.My heart began to race as I crept closer, pressing myself against the wall beside the study door. It was cracked open just enough for voices to slip through."Cassandra should be nineteen already," a man's voice said, deep, unfamiliar. "And you know what that means. The threats against us will never stop. The Morettis are determined to g
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