LOGINMilaMy heart thundered in my chest. The sound of his breath sent a dangerous chill down my spine.I tried to turn around, but his arm tightened around me even more.My guards were already circling us, but no one interfered to save Levi. No one dared.Not when I was in Il Cattivo’s grip.“You need to keep this man out of my way, Mila,” he whispered. “Or… I don’t know what I may do to him.”Enzo took a step toward me, but I shot him a glare, stopping him.I knew if he tried something, something bad would happen.“Let go of him, Luca,” I hissed, trying to fight back. “Levi’s not a part of your dirty world.”“My dirty world?” he snorted, then signaled his men. They released Levi. “If you didn’t f*cking kiss him in front of my damn eyes, he wouldn’t be suffering now.”He turned me toward him. “It’s all your fault, kitten.”“What are you doing here?” I snapped, my eyes burning.Lowering my voice, I added, “Why are you in my company?” I didn’t want Levi to hear.“I thought of settling a goo
Mila“Boss, did you see the shareholders’ faces when you told them we won the deal?” Nadia exclaimed, entering my office with a wide smile.I didn’t know why I wasn’t happy. I didn’t feel the euphoria of victory.“Oh God, boss, you handled the meeting so well,” she added. “You were like a legendary phoenix. You—”I rolled my eyes. “Stop praising me, Nadia,” I said, glancing at my wrist. “I know I was like a little mouse trapped in a cage.”Her cheeks flushed slightly as she sat in the chair across from me. “That doesn’t mean you didn’t win the deal,” she said, her voice softer this time.“I can’t proceed with all of this without Levi noticing what I’m doing,” I said, tapping my pen against the desk and exhaling slowly.She frowned. “I guess so. The upcoming work and meetings with Serafina, the Malakhov family, and the Haydens will take all your time.”“Exactly,” I muttered. “But I’m thinking of something.”“What do you suggest?” she pressed when I paused.I glanced at my wrist again.
Luca“I need to race,” I snapped into the phone once Ricardo picked up.“Bad deal?” he asked, genuinely.I opened my car door and got in. “You would never tell,” I said, starting the engine.“Why? What happened?” His voice carried a hint of surprise. “Did they ask for a higher price?”I snarled. “Just meet me at the racing ground.” I hung up and hit the gas.The tires of my BMW 7 Series screeched against the asphalt as I pulled onto the road.My mind drifted to her. Mila. My Mila. My kitten.My feelings for her were getting worse—to the point I hated her… and hated myself.Five years ago, I acted recklessly, accusing her of betrayal—only to discover I was the one who hurt her. Ruined her. Even if it wasn’t intentional.Now… I was afraid of doing the same again. To act recklessly.Her relationship with that fucker, Levi, was like a dagger buried in the middle of my heart. But I had to endure it.My stubid actions pushed her into another man’s arms.And I would take her back.Every time
My fingers shook over the contract. The pen felt heavier than it should.For a second… I couldn’t move. Then I signed.The ink barely dried before I pulled my hand back, like the paper had burned me.I raised my eyes, meeting Luca's. My gaze fell on his chest, rising and falling in a heavy rhythm—his shirt still open, my name carved into his skin like a mark.Something twisted inside me. Not regret. Not exactly.But something… ugly.“This is not right, Luca,” Marco said, his eyes burning with anger. “Are you aware of what you’ve done? You threw her into the middle of the fire.”Consigliere Fabian nodded. “I agree.”The air felt heavy, too heavy that I gasped.My fingers curled slowly on the table. I could still feel his hands on me. My lips pressed together.For a moment—just a moment—I wondered…If the message hadn’t come… would I have stopped?My stomach tightened violently.I turned my face away. No… I refused to think about it.Luca’s burning gaze met mine again. He didn’t comment
I didn’t turn.I kept my eyes on his reflection, fixing my lipstick like he wasn’t standing there.“You seem bothered, Il Don,” I said calmly.I noticed the slight twist of his lips.Then his fingers suddenly wrapped around my chin, forcing my face toward him.Once our eyes locked—that close—my heart slammed, but I smiled.His eyes darkened, his gaze fixed intensely on my lips.For a second… I thought he would break and kiss me.I waited.But… he smiled. Slow. Dangerous.“Good,” he said.I didn’t understand exactly what he meant.“I like it better this way…” His thumb brushed my lower lip—soft… almost gentle. I didn’t pull away, to show him I wasn’t affected. Not anymore. “...Because when I take everything from you…”His voice dropped to a whisper.“You won’t be able to pretend you didn’t see it coming, Kitten.”I frowned.“Are you threatening me?” My voice hitched.“What did you expect?” he asked, his finger trailing along the edge of my jawline. “To let you destroy everything, Kitte
MilaThis time, Luca didn’t say anything. His eyes roamed over my face, trying to read me.But I already locked that door, Luca, I scoffed inwardly. The easy-to-read Mila is gone.My eyes drifted to the Russian princess. “Okay, Miss Malakhov.”Once I took my seat, she smiled. “Call me Irina, please.” Then she looked toward Luca and added, “Miss Russetti’s offer captured our attention. Could you give her the chance, Il Don?”Luca remained silent.And that was a sign to start.But I didn’t like the way she asked him for permission for me to speak.Still, I refused to let anger or bitterness lead me. I was here to claim our status. Our place.I raised my chin and began, “We are aware that the Malakhov industry is looking for a way to enter the cosmetics line in the USA.”The hall fell silent. All eyes fixed on me.“The competition is very strong among the established brands. Gaining a solid foothold through traditional methods would be difficult,” I continued, watching her reaction close
MilaThe room tilted. My lungs shrank. I gasped for air.My body slammed against the couch.A loud slap echoed through the place, and Mama’s voice rang out through the deadly silent room:“I raised a monster! You can’t be human!”Luca just stood there, taking one slap after another from Mama as she
LucaThe most painful thing for a human, the one that feels like sharp needles cutting through his inner tissues, is being both the cause and the sufferer of the people he loves dearly.When Ricardo shared the live stream link of the press conference between the Russetti Group and the Ricci Group, I
My biological parents weren’t just Mafias. The woman who brought me to life was a real demon. And the worst part was that my father killed my mother before he committed suicide.What a family I could be proud of.Aunt Miranda’s and my Papa’s words played in the back of my head as I locked eyes with
All who gathered here were businessmen, businesswomen, agencies, affairs, and also the media. The media and reporters were flashing their cameras everywhere, waiting for an exciting incident to happen.Even at occasions like this, deals like weapons and drugs were common under the table—and sometime







