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CHAPTER 24: CONFUSION

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-05-03 08:08:05

GIOVANNI'S POV

I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. A murderous, predatory gaze locked onto Tristan, who lay pinned beneath me, a canvas of vulnerable flesh and simmering defiance. The immediate lust that had been thrumming through me, hardening my erection, evaporated, replaced by a sudden, scorching anger.

Tristan, my plaything, my possession, had just openly questioned me. A question that twisted like a knife in my gut. He’d asked why, if I saw him as nothing more than a temporary amusement, I wasn’t allowing him to seek pleasure elsewhere. Why wasn't I letting him fuck someone else, or be fucked by someone else?

The audacity!

A surge of fury flooded my system, hot and volatile. How dare he? How dare he even entertain the thought, let alone voice it aloud? Was he really this insatiable? A cock-and-cum-hungry slut who couldn't be satisfied by me? Hadn't I quenched his… urges, enough?

I had painstakingly convinced myself that Tristan was just a plaything, albeit a particularly exq
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  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 25: STRANGE ENCOUNTER

    TRISTAN'S POV My blood simmered, a low, angry hum thrumming beneath my skin. Giovanni's words echoed in my head, each syllable a tiny, stinging barb."A plaything," he'd sneered, his eyes cold and dismissive. "Just a sex toy."Just.The word felt like a brand, searing itself onto my soul. How dare he? How dare he reduce me to nothing more than a body to be used and discarded at his whim? It wasn't like I had asked for this. He was the one who pulled me into this gilded cage, this life of luxury and servitude, and now he acted as if I was the one clinging on for dear life.The hypocrisy was suffocating. He couldn't stand the thought of me being with anyone else, the possessive rage that flared in his eyes whenever the topic was even broached was terrifying. And yet, he had the audacity to look down on me, to treat me like I was beneath him. As if I was the one who benefited the most in this twisted arrangement. I needed to get out of the penthouse right now.I stormed out of his bedr

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-05-04

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 1: STOLEN OPPORTUNITY

    TRISTAN'S POVThe dismissal notice felt like a punch to the gut, the air immediately sucked out of my lungs. The crisp white paper, stamped with the university seal, mocked me with its cold, unfeeling authority. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, blurring the already harsh words. Dismissal of Scholarship. It was more than just a piece of paper; it was the rug being yanked out from under my already precarious existence.Residency as a trauma surgeon was brutal. Sleepless nights, the constant pressure of life and death decisions. As an orphan, I had no safety net, no parents to fall back on. This scholarship was everything.I swallowed my pride and marched to the scholarship committee, a knot of anxiety twisting in my stomach. "Please," I pleaded with Mrs. Wilson, the head of the committee and a staunch supporter of mine. "There must be some mistake. My grades are impeccable. I'm the top performing scholar."Her face was etched with regret. "Tristan, I'm so sorry. Believe me, I

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-20

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 2: TITAN IS BORN

    TRISTAN'S POV I stood outside Club Inferno. Cheers and shouts, fueled by who-knows-what, spilled out into the night. This was it. I took a deep breath, adjusted the black sleeveless hoodie I wore over simple black pants, and pushed towards the entrance.Two gorillas in black suits blocked my path. They were all muscle and suspicion. I reached into my pocket, pulling out the card Trevor had given me. The light glinted off Trevor’s number scrawled on the back. The guards exchanged a look, their eyes raking me from head to toe. It wasn’t a friendly gaze. I felt exposed. My palms started to sweat. I just needed to get through this.After what felt like an eternity, they finally stepped aside, the taller one giving a curt nod. I pushed through the heavy doors and stumbled into a sensory overload.The air was thick with sweat, cheap perfume, and something vaguely metallic. The music was deafening. Everywhere I looked, there was exposed flesh. Male strippers dominated the scene. Some writh

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-20

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 3: SOURED PARTY

    GIOVANNI'S POVThe bass throbbed through my chest, each beat a dull echo of the dread building inside me. Tonight was supposed to be a celebration, my last hurrah before I traded my freedom for a strategic alliance. My bachelor party. Surrounded by the gaudy excess of the VIP section, overlooking the sweating masses on the dance floor, I felt anything but celebratory.Sergei, ever the jovial idiot, clapped me on the shoulder. "Last night of freedom, Giovanni! After tomorrow, you're officially a Conti man. You'll be eating pasta and speaking Italian before you know it!"Alexei, leaning back on the plush velvet couch, smirked. "No more late nights with anonymous blondes, eh, Gio? You'll be singing a different tune when Julianna has you chained to the bed."My father, Viktor, his face flushed with drink and anticipation, raised his glass. "I'm proud of you, son. Finally, you've listened to reason. A marriage to the Conti family... it's the best thing for us."I cut him off, the words sha

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-20

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 4: TITAN'S LAST DANCE

    TRISTAN'S POV Tonight, it felt like a countdown. Tonight, I wasn't Tristan, an aspiring trauma surgeon trying to make ends meet. Tonight, I was Titan, the hottest male companion and dancer in the city, my last dance before I traded the thong and chains for scalpel and surgery tools. Tonight was Titan's swan song. Six months of chains, masks, and carefully curated anonymity had lined my pockets, but it was time to hang up the red robe.I glanced at the address card again, its embossed lettering mocking my apprehension. A secluded Conti villa. Mafia bachelorette party. Wild doesn't even begin to describe what I expect.The cab pulled up to impose wrought iron gates. I paid the driver, the villa looming before me, a fortress of privilege and secrets. After being cleared by security, I was led to a guest room, the air thick with the scent of rich mahogany and anticipation.My costume was laid out: the mask, the chains, the boxer briefs. A red robe with a hood completed the ensemble. I ma

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-21

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 5: HUNTING TITAN

    GIOVANNI'S POVThe black wool felt like a second skin, impeccably tailored to the contours of my frame. In the full-length mirror, I was a silhouette of power, a stark contrast to the opulent gold-leafed wallpaper of the Empire Hotel's event hall. This was it. Tonight, I was to solidify my position, not just as a leader, but as the Pakhan. A marriage, a strategic alliance, a blood pact sealed with a kiss – simple, ruthless business."Looks like someone's having cold feet," Alexei's voice, laced with amusement, cut through the tense silence. Sergei snickered in agreement.I met their gaze in the mirror, a flicker of annoyance crossing my features. "I don't back down," I stated, my voice is a low growl. "Ever."They knew that. Everyone knew that. This wasn't about fear, it was about the…distaste. The charade. Julianna Conti, a beautiful, vapid creature, meant absolutely nothing to me. Our alliance, however, meant everything. It was a shield against the ambitions of the Kuznetsov clan, a

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-21

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 6: CAPTIVE TITAN

    TRISTAN'S POVThe antiseptic scent was gone after the shower, a stubborn ghost of the hospital I was finally leaving behind. Six years. Six years of hell, disguised as higher education. Ironic, considering I just scrubbed away the last vestiges of my stint as "Titan." One week. It had been one week since the bachelorette party, one week since I raked in a cool five million dollars shaking my… assets… at a bunch of screaming women. And tonight? Tonight was my last night as a resident.I toweled off, catching my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My body, honed by years of disciplined training and rigorous… extracurricular activities, was the only thing that hadn't completely withered during my residency. I couldn’t help but acknowledge the sculpted physique. All those late-night gym sessions, fuelled by stress and desperation, had paid off. They certainly helped me float through the last six months, the double life compartmentalized with alarming ease.A sudden shriek pierced the qui

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-22

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 7: GIOVANNI FUCKING SOKOLOV

    TRISTAN'S POV The figure stepped closer, resolving into the form of a man. He was tall and lean, his face hidden in shadow. He wore a dark suit, impeccably tailored. He exuded an air of quiet menace."Tristan Hayes," he said, his voice low and smooth. "Or should I say, Titan?"My blood ran cold. He knew."Who are you?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. "What do you want?"The man chuckled, a dry, humorless sound. "What do I want? That's a very good question, Tristan. Let's just say I'm interested in your… unique skill set.""I don't know what you're talking about," I lied, my mind racing. "I'm a surgeon. I don't have any skills that would be of interest to you."The man smiled, a cruel, predatory grin that sent a shiver down my spine. "Don't play coy with me, Tristan. I know all about Titan. I know all about the bachelorette party."Bachelorette party... Could it be? Giovanni fucking Sokolov appeared in front of me, his eyes filled with anger, hatred and something else...

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-23

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  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 25: STRANGE ENCOUNTER

    TRISTAN'S POV My blood simmered, a low, angry hum thrumming beneath my skin. Giovanni's words echoed in my head, each syllable a tiny, stinging barb."A plaything," he'd sneered, his eyes cold and dismissive. "Just a sex toy."Just.The word felt like a brand, searing itself onto my soul. How dare he? How dare he reduce me to nothing more than a body to be used and discarded at his whim? It wasn't like I had asked for this. He was the one who pulled me into this gilded cage, this life of luxury and servitude, and now he acted as if I was the one clinging on for dear life.The hypocrisy was suffocating. He couldn't stand the thought of me being with anyone else, the possessive rage that flared in his eyes whenever the topic was even broached was terrifying. And yet, he had the audacity to look down on me, to treat me like I was beneath him. As if I was the one who benefited the most in this twisted arrangement. I needed to get out of the penthouse right now.I stormed out of his bedr

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 24: CONFUSION

    GIOVANNI'S POVI couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. A murderous, predatory gaze locked onto Tristan, who lay pinned beneath me, a canvas of vulnerable flesh and simmering defiance. The immediate lust that had been thrumming through me, hardening my erection, evaporated, replaced by a sudden, scorching anger.Tristan, my plaything, my possession, had just openly questioned me. A question that twisted like a knife in my gut. He’d asked why, if I saw him as nothing more than a temporary amusement, I wasn’t allowing him to seek pleasure elsewhere. Why wasn't I letting him fuck someone else, or be fucked by someone else?The audacity!A surge of fury flooded my system, hot and volatile. How dare he? How dare he even entertain the thought, let alone voice it aloud? Was he really this insatiable? A cock-and-cum-hungry slut who couldn't be satisfied by me? Hadn't I quenched his… urges, enough?I had painstakingly convinced myself that Tristan was just a plaything, albeit a particularly exq

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 23: SOMETHING BETWEEN US

    TRISTAN'S POVThe sunlight, a brazen intruder, sliced through the gap in the curtains, stabbing me awake. I groaned, a pathetic sound swallowed by the silence of the room. Should have checked that damn curtains last night. My body screamed in protest as I pushed myself up, a symphony of aches and throbs echoing the relentless rhythm Giovanni had hammered into me.Giovanni. A curse word whispered in the dark recesses of my mind.I sat on the edge of the obscenely large bed, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, stretching limbs that felt stretched too thin. Every muscle protested, a testament to the brutal pleasure Giovanni had extracted. Pleasure? A bitter laugh escaped my lips. More like… ownership. My ass throbbed with a dull, persistent ache, a constant reminder of his possessive claim.My boxers felt tight. Oh great. Morning wood. Seriously? After the multiple orgasms Giovanni had wrung out of me last night, the last thing I needed was this inconvenient surge of blood.I practically bol

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 22: ANDY'S FATE

    GIOVANNI'S POVMy chest heaved, thick and heavy like the musk of sex and sweat that still clung to my skin as I walked out of the room, leaving Tristan behind. "You did well tonight, Tristan. I'm pretty sure our audience in the next room was very satisfied, especially with your moans. I'll send him away now. I'll have someone show you to your room."Those words, spoken with a cool detachment that belied the firestorm raging within me, echoed in my head. Tristan's response to my touch had been…exquisite. The defiance was still there, a spark in his eyes that I couldn't quite extinguish, but beneath it, I sensed a flicker of something else. Something akin to pleasure. The genuine quality of his moans, the unrestrained release of his cum, it all fueled an insatiable desire within me to have him, again and again.I've always been a man of fleeting interests, discarding my bed partners as easily as I changed my clothes. I’m usually done with a man after a night, maybe two. But Tristan… Tr

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 21: NOT DONE YET

    TRISTAN'S POVThe dimly lit room seemed to pulse with the rhythm of our bodies, the air thick with the scent of sweat and lust. Giovanni’s breath came in ragged gasps as he slammed into me, the mirror in front of us reflecting our raw, unfiltered passion. My hands flat against the mirror, a handprint from my sweated hands was imprinted in the smooth surface of the mirror due force of Giovanni’s thrusts. "You’re mine, Tristan," Giovanni growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "Say it. Say you’re mine."I don't know why he keep repeating that question. It's like a broken tape that continues on playing. It is as if he wants it to emphasize to someone. My head lolled back, my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath. "Y-yours," I stammered, my voice hoarse and broken. Giovanni’s lips curled into a smirk, but there was no warmth in it—only a cold, possessive hunger. "Not good enough," he sneered, pulling me out abruptly. I winced as Giovanni’s

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 20: CONSEQUENCES, CONSEQUENCES

    TRISTAN'S POV"Climb into bed now. Get on all fours, facing the mirror. I'm going to wreck that slut hole." Giovanni ordered me.I can still taste his cum in my mouth.Giovanni’s towering figure loomed behind me, his presence heavy and suffocating. I could feel the heat radiating off his body, a stark contrast to the cold anger in his eyes. Giovanni’s jealousy was palpable, a storm brewing in his chest, and I knew I was the cause of it.I thought he was already done reminding me of my transgressions. But I was wrong."You’ve been spending your free time with him," Giovanni growled, his voice low and dangerous. The word him was laced with venom, a clear reference to Andy, the man I had befriended recently. Giovanni’s possessiveness was no secret as I already saw it last time, but I had never seen him like this—rage twisting his features, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. "You think I wouldn’t notice? You think I’d let you slip away so easily?"I swallowed hard, my thr

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 19: POTENT ADDICTION

    GIOVANNI'S POVThe sight of Tristan, just as I had envisioned him countless times, sent a wave of satisfaction crashing over me. Naked. Bound. Blindfolded. Utterly at my mercy. It was a sight I had meticulously crafted in my mind, a vision fueled by a potent blend of desire and dominance. Seeing it realized, however, was intoxicating in a way I hadn’t anticipated.What amused me most was Tristan's defiance. Anyone else in his position would have been groveling, begging for a mere sliver of my attention. The women, the whores, they'd practically dislocate their jaws trying to swallow me whole, hoping for a taste of paradise, a fleeting moment of my favor. And the men... they'd offer up their holes, their fortunes, their reputations, loyalty, anything to be acknowledged.Had anyone else dared to challenge my authority so brazenly, particularly in front of an audience, they'd be decorating the bottom of the ocean or fertilizing the soil six feet under. But Tristan... Tristan was differ

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 18: DEFIANCE

    TRISTAN'S POV"Tristan, you're here. I finally found you. Have you enjoyed your little tour with him... your new friend?"My blood ran cold. Giovanni. He was here. The casual, almost conversational tone was more terrifying than any shout could ever be. I slowly lowered my hand, my eyes adjusting to the harsh glare of the headlights. Giovanni stood by the open car door, his face obscured by the shadows, but his presence was undeniable.Beside me, Andy stiffened, his arm dropping from my shoulder as if it had been burned. He took a hesitant step back, his eyes wide with fear."Giovanni…" I started, trying to sound casual, trying to diffuse the tension that was so thick it felt like I could choke on it. "We were just exploring. Andy was showing me around."Giovanni chuckled, a low, unsettling sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Exploring? How… quaint. And you're Andy?, how… obliging of you to entertain and touch my subject."Andy didn’t speak. He just stared at the ground, his thin f

  • Mafia's Unexpected Prized Possession   CHAPTER 17: SOKOLOV ESTATE

    TRISTAN'S POVGiovanni's words echoed in my mind as he left the room. Before he strode out of the door, he looked back, "By the way, you can go outside this room now. You can roam around the estate but don't you dare make anything funny. Tristan, don't do anything that will make me angry. Understand?"Finally, something good to hear, so I obediently answered back, "Yes, yes, Giovanni, I'll behave well."The moment he disappeared from view, I immediately leaped out of bed. I don't know how long I cowered there.I joyfully turned the doorknob and found it was really unlocked. Since I knew that I couldn't leave the estate easily, might as well check it out and try to enjoy my stay here.As soon as I exited Giovanni's room... which had become my temporary prison cell for hours, I breathed a sigh of relief.I walked towards one of the guards standing in the corridor and greeted him cheerfully. I patted his shoulder to get his attention."Hello, can I ask the way out here? I want to go to t

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